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The sick bed of cuchlainn pro Pogues
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[C] [Dm] [F] [C]
Mc[C]Cormack and Richard [Dm] Tauber are [C] singing by the [Dm] bed.
There's a [C] glass of punch be[Dm]low your feet and an [F] angel at your
[C] head.
There's [C] devils on each [Dm] side of you with [C] bottles in their [Dm]
hands.
You need [C] one more drop of [Dm] poison and you'll [Am] dream of foreign
[Am] lands.
When you [F] pissed yourself in [Bb] Frankfurt and got [C] syph down in
Co[F]logne
And you [F] heard the rattling [Bb] death trains as you [C] lay there all
a[F]lone,
Frank [F] Ryan brought you [C] whiskey in a [Bb] brothel in Ma[C]drid
And you [Bb] decked some fucking [Bb] blackshirt who was [C] cursing all
the [C] Yids.
At the [F] sick bed of Cu[F]chulainn we'll [Bb] kneel and say a [F] prayer
And the [Bb] ghosts are rattling [F] at the door and the [C] devil's in
the [F] chair.
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And [F] in the Euston [Bb] Tavern you [C] screamed it was your [F] shout
But they [F] wouldn't give you [Bb] service so you [C] kicked the windows
[F] out.
They [F] took you out in[C]to the street and [Bb] kicked you in the [C] brains,
So you [Bb] walked back in through a [Bb] bolted door and [C] did it all
a[C]gain.
At the [F] sick bed of Cu[F]chulainn we'll [Bb] kneel and say a [F] prayer
And the [Bb] ghosts are rattling [F] at the door and the [C] devil's in
the [F] chair.
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You re[C]member that foul [Dm] evening when you [C] heard the banshees
[Dm] howl,
There was [C] lazy drunken [Dm] bastards singing [F] 'Billy is in the [C] bowl.'
They [C] took you up to [Dm] midnight mass and [C] left you in the [Dm] lurch
So you [C] dropped a button [Dm] in the plate and [Am] spewed up in the
[Am] church.
Now you'll [F] sing a song of [Bb] liberty for [C] blacks and paks and [F] jocks
And they'll [F] take you from this [Bb] dump you're in and [C] stick you
in a [F] box.
Then they'll [F] take you to Clough[C]prior and [Bb] shove you in the [C] ground
But you'll [Bb] stick your head back [Bb] out and shout, "We'll [C] have
another [C] round."
At the [F] graveside of Cu[F]chulainn we'll [Bb] kneel around and [F] pray
And [Bb] God is in His [F] heaven, and [C] Billy's down by the [F] bay.
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