Shane MacGowan And The Popes - Streams Of Whiskey lyrics

Last night as I slept, I dreamed I met with Behan I shook him by the hand and we pa**ed 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 went 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 go into a bar and drink fifteen pints of beer 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