DIE BESTEN SONGS DES SHANE MACGOWAN (TEIL 3): SAYONARA – THE POGUES

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DIE BESTEN SONGS DES

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SHANE MACGOWAN

(TEIL 3)

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SAYONARA

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THE POGUES

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Okay, it’s time for Sayonara
Go on, Yankee break my heart
There’s nothing left for us to say now
Even the best friends, they must part

I walked into the nearest bar
I sat and looked across the sea 

I wandered drunken down the beach
The waves were whispering misery

She had a red red scarf
Around her neck
Her eyes were green
Her hair was black

She had a red red scarf
Around her neck
Her eyes were green
Her hair was black

Ooh, she gave me Mekong whiskey
Ooh, she gave me Hong Kong flu
Ooh, she gave me Mekong whiskey
Put me on a breeze to Kathmandu

I got new papers in a bordello
With some luckies and my ID
My heart was pounding like a hammer
Thai Thai Thai Thai Thai I am free

She kissed me softly on my lips
She took my hand without a sound
This was our happy ‚ever after‘
So motherfucker kiss the ground

She had a red red scarf
Around her neck
Her eyes were green
Her hair was black

She had a red red scarf
Around her neck
Her eyes were green
Her hair was black

Ooh, she gave me Mekong whiskey
Ooh, she gave me Hong Kong flu
Ooh, she gave me Mekong whiskey
Put me on a breeze to Kathmandu

Ooh, she gave me Mekong whiskey
Ooh, she gave me Hong Kong flu
Ooh, she gave me Mekong whiskey
Put me on a breeze to Kathmandu

Put me on a breeze to Kathmandu
Put me on a breeze to Kathmandu

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DIE BESTEN TRINKER-SONGS (TEIL 8): BOAT TRAIN – THE POGUES

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DIE BESTEN TRINKER-SONGS

(TEIL 8)

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BOAT TRAIN

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THE POGUES

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I met with Napper Tandy
And I shook him by the hand
He said, „Hold me up for Chrissake
For I can hardly stand“

The most disgraceful journey
On which I’ve ever been
The last time that I traveled on
The Boat Train

I had a couple of drinks in town
A few more at the port
I puked up on the gangway
But some kind folks helped me board

They helped me to a table
Poured whiskey down my throat
They sat me at a table
And I lost my watch and coat

First we drank some whiskey
Then we drank some gin
Then we drank tequila
I think that’s what did me in

Then we drank some brandy
And the women had a dance
The steward then announced
That we could play the game of ‚Chance‘

We crowded round the table
With our money in our hands
I ended up on the other side
Without a penny in my pants

I woke up in the toilet
When we got to Holy head
The doors were all a-banging
And I wished that I was dead

We got on board the train
And then we had a drink or two
Started playing poker
But the booze ran out at Crewe
Some people started sleeping
Others looked for duty free

Some bastard started singing
„The little cottage by the Lee“
He then sang, ‚Paper Roses‘
‚Boolavogue‘, ‚Eileen Aru‘
Somebody started slagging off
The Pakis and the Jews

First I found some whiskey
Then I found some gin
I sat down in the corner
And I read the Daily News

First I drank the whiskey
Then I drank the gin
I tried to make the toilet
And I broke my fuckin‘ shin

Next thing that I knew
I was in London in the rain
Staggering up the platform
Off the Boat Train

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DIE BESTEN SONGS DES SHANE MACGOWAN (TEIL 2): THE SONG WITH NO NAME

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DIE BESTEN SONGS DES

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SHANE MACGOWAN

(TEIL 2)

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THE SONG WITH NO NAME

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VON

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SHANE MACGOWAN & THE POPES

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Long years ago I fell in love
With a lady proud and fair
So passionate were she and I
We made fire in the air

I loved her more than life itself
She loved me just the same
And it broke my heart
To think we’d part if she ended the affair

But I was brutal, I was ignorant
I was cruel, I was brash
I never gave a damn about
The beauty that I smashed

No sadist I, I took delight
In making my love cry
Now I’d pray for a single kiss from her
To be lashed and crucified

And now I feel this lady fair
Can never more be mine
Long gone are night in my lonely bed
All suffering and crying

And though I fear that through this life
She’ll only call me friend
‚Till I’m dead and buried in my grave
My love will never end

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DIE BESTEN SONGS DES SHANE MACGOWAN (TEIL 1): DANNY BOY – SHANE MACGOWAN & THE POPES

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DIE BESTEN SONGS DES

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SHANE MACGOWAN

(TEIL 1)

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DANNY BOY

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SHANE MACGOWAN & THE POPES

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Neulich fragte mich jemand, ob ich es toll fände,
so viele Posts mit Pro-Alkohol-Botschaften
rauszuhauen. Ähm, ja, ich glaube schon! Ich
liebe Charles Bukowski und Shane MacGowan
und niemand kann mich daran hindern,
das auch auszuleben – weder der fuckin‘
Terror noch sonstwer! :opa:
Scheiß auf politische Korrektheit!

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Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling,
From glen to glen and down the mountain side;
The summer’s gone, and all the roses falling;
It’s you, it’s you must go, and I must bide.

But come ye back when summer’s in the meadow,
Or when the valley’s hushed and white with snow;
I’ll be here in sunshine or in shadow;
Danny boy, Oh Danny boy, I love you so.

But if you come and all the flowers are dying,
If I am dead, as dead I well may be.
You’ll come and find the place where I am lying,
And kneel and say an „Ave“ there for me.

And I will know, ‚though soft ye tread around me,
And then my grave shall richer sweeter be,
Then you’ll bend down and tell me that you love me,
And I shall rest in peace until you come to me.

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DIE BESTEN TRINKER-SONGS (TEIL 7): WHISKEY YOU’RE THE DEVIL – THE POGUES

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DIE BESTEN TRINKER-SONGS

(TEIL 7)

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WHISKEY YOU’RE THE DEVIL

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THE POGUES

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Now brave boys, we’re on the march
off to Portugal and Spain
Drums are beating, banners flying
the Devil at home will come tonight
so it’s go, fare thee well
with a too da loo ra loo ra doo de da
a too ra loo ra loo ra doo de da
me rikes fall too ra laddie-o
there’s whisky in the jar

Oh, whisky you’re the devil
you’re leading me astray
over hills and mountains
and to Amerikay
You’re Sweeter, Stronger, Decenter
You’re spunkier than tea
oh whisky you’re my darling drunk or sober

The French are fighting boldly
men are dying hot and coldly
give every man his flask of powder
his firelock on his shoulder
so its go, fare thee well
with a too da loo ra loo ra doo de da
a too ra loo ra loo ra doo de da
me rikes fall too ra laddie-o
there’s whisky in the jar

Oh, whisky you’re the devil
you’re leading me astray
over hills and mountains
and to Amerikay
You’re Sweeter, Stronger, Decenter
You’re spunkier than tea
oh whisky you’re my darling drunk or sober

Says the old wan do not wrong me
don’t take me daughter from me
for if you do I will torment you
when I’m dead my ghost will haunt you
so its go, fare thee well
with a too da loo ra loo ra doo de da
a too ra loo ra loo ra doo de da
me rikes fall too ra laddie-o
there’s whisky in the jar

Oh, whisky you’re the devil
you’re leading me astray
over hills and mountains
and to Amerikay
You’re Sweeter, Stronger, Decenter
You’re spunkier than tea
oh whisky you’re my darling drunk or sober

Oh, whisky you’re the devil
you’re leading me astray
over hills and mountains
and to Amerikay
you’re sweetness from the Bleachner
and spunkier than tea
oh whisky you’re my darling drunk or sober

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