Streams Of Whiskey Lyrics

Last night as I slept
I dreamt I met with Behan
I shook him by the hand and we pa*sed the time of day
When questioned on his views
On the crux of life's philosophies
He had but these few clear and simple words to say

I am going, I am going
Any which way the wind may be blowing
I am going, I am going
Where streams of whiskey are flowing

I have cursed, bled and sworn
Jumped bail and landed up in jail
Life has often tried to stretch me
But the rope always was slack
And now that I've a pile
I'll go down to the Chelsea
I'll walk in on my feet
But I'll leave there on my back

Because I am going, I am going
Any which way the wind may be blowing
I am going, I am going
Where streams of whiskey are flowing

Oh the words that he spoke
Seemed the wisest of philosophies
There's nothing ever gained
By a wet thing called a tear
When the world is too dark
And I need the light inside of me
I'll walk into a bar
And drink fifteen pints of beer

Iam going, I am going
Any which way the wind may be blowing
I am going, I am going
Where streams of whiskey are flowing

I am going, I am going
Any which way the wind may be blowing
I am going, I am going
Where streams of whiskey are flowing
Where streams of whiskey are flowing
Where streams of whiskey are flowing

The Pogues - Best of Pogues

Jan 1992

1. Fairytale Of New York
2. Sally MacLennane
3. Dirty Old Town
4. The Irish Rover
5. A Pair Of Brown Eyes (Edit)
6. Streams Of Whiskey
7. A Rainy Night In Soho
8. Fiesta
9. Rain Street
10. Misty Morning, Albert Bridge
11. White City
12. Thousands Are Sailing
13. The Broad Majestic Shannon
14. The Body Of An American