Tuesday Morning

Posted on March 19, 2012 by admin

Chords and lyrics for Tuesday Morning by The Pogues

Too many sad days

Too many Tuesday

mor

nings

I thought of you today

I wished it

was

yesterday

morning

I thought of you today

But

I knew tha

you

Wit

h your heart beating

And

your eyes shining

Would be

dreamin

g of me

Lying with you

On a

Tuesday

morning

Transmetropolitan

Posted on March 19, 2012 by admin

Chords and lyrics for Transmetropolitan by The Pogues

In the

rosy parks of

Engla

nd we’ll sit and have a drink

VP wine and c

ide

r ’til we can hardly think

And

we’ll go wher

e the spi

rits take us to heaven or to hell

And

kick up blood

urd

er in the town we love so well

Going

transmetropolitan yip ay aye

om the dear o

street

s of Kings Cross to the doors of the ICA

Going

transmetropolitan yip ay aye

We’ll

drink the rat’s pis

s kick the shi

te and I’m not going home tonight

yip ay

aye yip ay aye

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Train Of Love

Posted on March 19, 2012 by admin

Chords and lyrics for Train Of Love by The Pogues

The sun slips through the broken blinds,

through the dusty

panes

And casts a shadow across the bed where you and I once

lay

Your perfume lingers, though you’ve gone, my

poor ol’ heart will

break

I’m lonesome as the

whistle

on the

evening

train

The jukebox plays a sad old song

I pray to God a

bove

That you’ll come riding

back to me

On a

train of

love

I never knew I was

lucky ’til m

y luck all slipped

away

I gambled with the

devil and th

e devil made m

pay

My dreams never came true like the

roses never

bloomed

They withered and they

died

this

empt

room

Tombstone

Posted on March 19, 2012 by admin

Chords and lyrics for Tombstone by The Pogues

The night is dark, the

moon is full

Across

the

blood

red

plain

Every step and

every

breath

Brings me nearer

home

The spirits watch me

on my way

They

whisper on the

wind

And when the dawn lights

up the sky

I’ll

see

land

again

Thousands Are Sailing

Posted on March 19, 2012 by admin

Chords and lyrics for Thousands Are Sailing by The Pogues

The

island it is silent now

But the

ghosts still haunt the waves

And the

torch lights up a

F#m

famished

man

Who

fortune could not save

Did you

work upon the railroad

Did you

rid the streets of crime

Were your

dollars from the white

F#m

house

Were

they from the five and dime

Did the

F#m

old songs taunt or cheer you

And did

they still make you cry

Did you

F#m

count the months and years

Or did your tear

drops quickly dry

Ah,

No, says he ’twas not to be

On a

coffin ship I came here

And I

never even

F#m

got so far

That

they could change my mind

F#m

Thousands are still sailing

cross the Western

Ocean

To a

F#m

land of opportunity

That

some of them will

never

see

F#m

Fortune

prevailing

Across the Western

Ocean

Their

F#m

bellies

full

They’ll

break the chains of

poverty

And they’ll

dance

F#m

The

island it is sil

ent now but the ghosts still haunt the waves

torc

lights

up a famished man who fortune could not save

id you work

upon the railroad did you rid the streets of crime

Wer

e your dollar

fro

m the White H

ouse were they from the five and dime

the

old songs t

aunt or cheer you and did they still make you cry

id you count

the

months

and years or did your teardrops quickly dry

no says

he ’twas not to be on a coffin ship I came here

And I

never even

got

so far th

at they could change my name

Thousands

are

sailing across the Western Ocean

To a

land of

opportunity that s

ome

of them w

ill never s

ee fortune prevailing across the Western Ocean

Their

bell

ies full

their

spirits

free

the

y’ll break the chains of poverty and they’ll dance

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The Sun And The Moon

Posted on March 19, 2012 by admin

Chords and lyrics for The Sun And The Moon by The Pogues

The snakes they can crawl

And the cheetahs they can bawl

And their ghosts can wait for the here

after

But if you are so proud

As to say that’s not allowed

We will get sick and

choke ourselves with la

ughter

And the girlfriends that you knew

To whom you prom

ised to be true

We’ll have their

sisters

Hanging from the

rafters

And every dirty shade will rise rot

ting from the grave

Tomorrow will be ju

st like the day afte

And this bitter desert wind

Will come ripping through your skin

And everything that’s calm will turn to ma

dness

And all of your fake tears

Will come whirling down the years

And what was kind and wa

rm will come to sadnes

And the sun and the moon

Will com

e begging at your door

The sta

rs will turn to rust

And drop from the s

kies

And everybody will soon be asking

you for more

And everybody will be

telling

lies

And the girlfriends that you knew

To whom you p

romised to be true

We’ll have their

sisters

Hanging from the raft

ers

And every dirty shade will rise rotti

ng from the grave

Tomorrow will be ju

st like the day aft

And the girlfriends that you knew

To whom you p

romised to be true

We’ll have their

sisters

Hanging from the rafte

And every dirty shade will rise rottin

g from the grave

Tomorrow will be ju

st like the day aft

er X2

Tomorrow will be j

ust like the day aft

Tomorrow will be j

ust like the day aft

The Irish Rover

Posted on March 19, 2012 by admin

Chords and lyrics for The Irish Rover by The Pogues

On the

Fourth of July, eighteen hundred and

six

We set

sail from the sweet cove of

Cork

We were

sailing away with a cargo of

bricks

For the

Grand City

Hall in New

York

‘Twas an

elegant craft,

rigged fore and aft

And oh,

how the wild wind

drove

her

She could

stand a great blast, She had

twenty seven

masts

And they

called her The

Irish

Rover

We had

one million bags of the best Sligo

rags

We had

two million barrels of

stone

We had

three million sides of old blind horses

hides

We had

four million

barrels of

bone

We had

five million hogs, And

six million dogs

Seven million barrels of

porter

We had

eight million bails of old

nanny-goats’

tails

In the

hold of the

Irish

Rover

There was

awl Mickey Coote who played hard on his

flute

When the

ladies lined up for a

set

He was

tootin’ with skill for each sparkling

quadrille

Though the

dancers were

fluther’d and

bet

With his

smart witty talk he was

cock of the walk

And he

rolled the dames under and

over

They all

knew at a glance when he

took up his

stance

That he

sailed in The

Irish

Rover

There was

Barney McGee from the banks of the

Lee

There was

Hogan from County Ty-

-rone

There was

Johnny McGurk who was scared stiff of

work

And a

chap from West

meath called

Malone

There was

Slugger O’Toole,

drunk as a rule

Fighting Bill Treacy from

Dover

And your

man, Mick MacCann from the

banks of the

Bann

Was the

skipper of the

Irish

Rover

We had

sailed seven years when the measles broke

out

And our

ship lost its way in the

fog

And that

whale of a crew was reduced down to

two

Just

myself and the

Captain’s old

dog

Then the

ship struck a rock, oh

Lord! what a shock

The

boat it flipped right

over

Turned

nine times around, and the

poor old dog was

drowned

I’m the

last of the The

Irish

Rover

The Broad Majestic Shannon

Posted on March 19, 2012 by admin

Chords and lyrics for The Broad Majestic Shannon by The Pogues

The

last time I saw you was down at the

Greeks

There was

whiskey on Sunday and

tears on our

cheeks

You

sang me a song as pure as the

breeze

on a

road leading

Glena

veigh

sat for a while at the

cross at Finnoe

Where young

lovers would meet when the

flowers were in

bloom

Heard

the men coming home from the fair at Shin

rone

Their

hearts in Tippe

rary

wher

ever they

Take my

hand, and dry your

tears

babe

Take my

hand, forget your

fears

babe

There’s no

pain, there’s no more

sor

row

They’re all

gone,

gone in the

years

babe

So I

walked as the day was

dawn

ing

Where small birds

sang and leaves were

fall

ing

Where we once

watched the row boats

land

ing

By the

broad

majestic

Shan

non

The Band Played Waltzing Matilda

Posted on March 19, 2012 by admin

Chords and lyrics for The Band Played Waltzing Matilda by The Pogues

When I was a

young man, I

carried my pack.

And I lived the free

life, of a

rover.

>From the Murray’s green

basin,

To the

dusty

outback,

I waltzed my

matilda all

over.

Then in

1915, my

country said

“son”

“It’s t

ime to stop rambling,”

“Cos there’s

work to be

done.”

So they gave me a

tin

hat,

And they

gave me a gun,

And they sent me

away to the w

ar.

And the band played

Waltzing

Matilda,

As we sailed

away from the

quay.

And

amidst all the tears,

And the s

houts and the cheers,

We sailed off for

Galipol

How well I

remember that

terrible

day,

when the blood stained the

sand and the

water.

And how in that

hell

that they

cal

led Souvla Bay

We were butchered like

lambs at the

slaughter.

Johnny

Turk, he was ready, He’

d primed

himself

well.

showered us with bullets,

And he

rained

s with shells.

And in five minutes

flat,

he’d blown

us all to hell.

Nearly blew us right

back to

Australia.

And the band played

Waltzing

Matilda,

As we stopped to bury our

slain.

And

we buried ours

and the

Turks buried theirs,

And it started all

over

again.

Now those who were

living, Did their

best to survive,

In that mad world of

guts, blood, and

fire.

And for seven long

weeks,

kept

mys

elf

alive,

As the corpses ar

ound me piled

higher.

Then a

big Turkish shell, Knocked me

arse over

tit.

And

when I awoke

in my ho

spital

bed,

And saw what it had

done,

Christ I

wished I was dead.

Never knew there were

worse things than

dying.

And no more I’ll go

Waltzing

Matilda,

To the green bushes so far and

near.

For to

hang tent and pegs

man needs two legs.

No more Waltzing Mat

ilda for

me.

So they collected the

crippled, The

wounded and maimed,

And they shipped us back

home to

Australia.

The legless, the

armless,

the

bli

nd and insane.

Those proud wounded

heroes of

Souvla

And

as our ship pulled into

Circula

Quay

looked at the place

where my l

egs

used

be.

And thank Christ, there was

nobody

waiting for me,

To grieve and to

mourn and to

pity.

And the band played

Waltzing

Matilda,

As they carried us down the gang

way.

But

nobody

cheered,

They

just stood and stared,

And they turned their

faces

away.

And now every

April, I

sit on my porch,

And I watch the

parades pass

before

me.

I see my old

comrades,

How

proudly

the

march.

Reliving the

dreams of past

glory.

see the old men, all t

wisted and

torn.

The

forgotten

heroes

of a

forgotten

war.

And the young people

ask

me,

What are

they marching for?

And I ask my se

lf the same

question.

And the band plays

Waltzing

Matilda,

And the old men still answer the

call.

But

year after year,

Their

numbers get fewer,

Someday no-one will

march there at

all.

Waltzing Matilda,

Waltzing

Matilda

Who’ll come a waltzing matilda with

me?

Outro:

That Womans Got Me Drinking

Posted on March 19, 2012 by admin

Chords and lyrics for That Womans Got Me Drinking by The Pogues

For seven long years

She helped me spend my

dough

Now I take her

out

She don’t wanna

know

That woman’s got me drinking

Look at the state I’m in

Give me

one, two, three, four, five, six

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Tag Archives: The Pogues

Tuesday Morning

Transmetropolitan

Train Of Love

Tombstone

Thousands Are Sailing

The Sun And The Moon

The Irish Rover

The Broad Majestic Shannon

The Band Played Waltzing Matilda

That Womans Got Me Drinking