LyricsStreams of Whiskey

The Bloody Irish Boys

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Last night as I slept I dreamt I met with behan I shook him by the hand and we passed the time of day

When questioned on his views On the crux of lifes 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 Ive a pile Ill go down to the chelsea Ill walk in on my feet But Ill 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 Theres nothing ever gained By a wet thing called a tear When the world is too dark And I need the light inside of me Ill 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

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