The Pogues - Drunken Boat: chords

Cm
The wind was whipping shingle through
     G
the windows in the town
A hail of stones across the roof,
     Cm
the slates came raining down
A blade of light upon the spit
       Fm
came sweeping through the roar
         G
With me head inside a barrel and me leg
screwed in the floor

Mother, pack me bags, because
I'm off to foreign parts
Don't ask me where I'm going 'cause
I'm sure it's off the charts
I'll pin your likeness on the wall,
right by my sleeping head
I'll send you cards and letters s
o you'll know that I'm not dead

By this time in a week,
I should be far away from home
Trailing fingers through
the phosphor or asleep in flowers of foam
From Macao to Acapulco,
from Havana to Seville
We'll see monoliths and bridges
and the Christ up on the hill

An aria with the Russians at the piano in the bar
With ice floes through the window,
we raised glasses to the Czar
We squared off on a dockside with
a couple a hundred Finns
And we dallied in the 'dilly and
we soaked ourselves in gin

Chorus:
        Fm                         Cm
Now the only deck that I'd want to walk
          G              Cm
Are the stalks of corn beneath my feet
        Fm          Cm
And the only sea I want to sail
        G
Is the darkened pond in the scented dusk
Where a kid crouched full of sadness
                                       Cm  G    Cm
Lets his boat go drifting out into the evening sun

We sailed through constellations
and were rutted by the storm
I crumpled under cudgel blows
and finally came ashore
I spent the next two years or more
just staring at the wall
We went to sea to see the world,
what do you think we saw?

If we turned the table upside-down
and sailed around the bed
Clamped knives between our teeth
and tied bandanas 'round our heads
With the wainscot our horizon and
the ceiling as the sky
You'd not expect that anyone would
go and fucking die

Chorus

At nights we passed the bottle 'round
and drank to our lost friends
We lay alone upon our bunks and prayed
that this would end
A wall of moving shadows with rows of
swinging keys
We dreamed that whole leviathans lay
rotting in the reeds

There's a sound that comes from miles away,
if you lean your head to hear
A ship's bell rings onboard a wreck
when the air is still and clear
And up above, that means another
angel's got his wings
But all below it signifies is
a ship's gone in the drink

Chorus