The Pogues - The Sick Bed of Cuchulainn: chords

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McCormack and Richard Tauber,
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Are singin' by the bed
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There's a glass of punch below your feet,
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And an angel at your head
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There's devils on each side of you,
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With bottles in their hand
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You'll need one more drop of poison,
            Am
And you'll dream of foreign lands

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When you pissed yourself in Frankfurt,
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And got syph down in Cologne
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And you heard the rattlin' death trains,
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As you lay there all alone
        F
Frank Ryan brought you whiskey,
       A#           F
In a brothel in Madrid
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And you decked some fuckin' blackshirt,
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That was cursing all the yids

Chorus:
        F
At the sick bed of Cuchulainn,
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We'll kneel and say a prayer
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And the ghosts are rattlin' at the door,
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And the Devil's in the chair, Wheew

And in the Euston Tavern
You screamed it was your shout
But they wouldn't give you service
So you kicked the windows out
They took you out into the street
Kicked you in the brains
So you walked back in through a bolted door
And did it all again

Chorus:
At the sick bed of Cúchulainn
We'll kneel and say a prayer
And the ghosts are rattling at the door
And the devil's in the chair

You remember that foul evening
When you heard the banshees howl
There was lousy drunken bastards
Singing "Billy in the Bowl"
They took you up to midnight mass
Left you in the lurch
So you dropped a button in the plate
And spewed up in the church

Now you'll sing a song of liberty
For Blacks and Paks and Jocks
And they'll take you from this dump you're in
And stick you in a box
Then they'll take you to Cloughprior
And shove you in the ground
But you'll stick your head back out and shout
"We'll have another round"

Chorus:
At the graveside of Cúchulainn
We'll kneel around and pray
And God is in His heaven
And Billy's down by the bay