D G D Last night as I slept I dreamed I met with Behan G I shook him by the hand and we passed the time of A day D G When questioned on his views on the crux of D life's philosophies D G A D He had but these few clear and simple words to say Chorus: D G D I am going, I am going G A Any which way the wind may be blowing D G D I am going, I am going G A D 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 Chorus: Because I'm going, I am going Any which way the wind may be blowing I am going, I am going Where streams of whiskey are flowing (yeah!) 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 walk into the bar and drink fifteen pints of beer Chorus: Because I'm 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 | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA D G |