Thousands Are Sailing-The Pogues

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[00:00.00]Thousands Are Sailing - The Pogues
[00:21.22]The island it is silent now
[00:24.78]But the ghosts still haunt the waves
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[00:28.53]And the torch lights up a famished man
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[00:32.65]Who fortune could not save
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[00:36.34]Did you work upon the railroad
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[00:40.21]Did you rid the streets of crime
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[00:44.15]Were your dollars from the white house
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[00:48.03]Were they from the five and dime
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[00:52.03]Did the old songs taunt or cheer you
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[00:55.59]And did they still make you cry
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[00:59.59]Did you count the months and years
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[01:02.71]Or did your teardrops quickly dry
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[01:07.08]Ah no says he towas not to be
[01:11.14]On a coffin ship I came here
[01:14.45]And I never even got so far
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[01:18.77]That they could change my name
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[01:22.83]Thousands are sailing
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[01:26.58]Across the western ocean
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[01:30.08]To a land of opportunity
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[01:33.95]That some of them will never see
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[01:37.95]Fortune prevailing
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[01:41.58]Across the western ocean
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[01:45.39]Their bellies full
[01:47.14]Spirits Their free
[01:49.02]They'll break the chains of poverty
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[01:52.95]And they'll dance
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[02:04.33]In Manhattan's desert twilight
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[02:08.27]In the death of afternoon
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[02:11.89]We stepped hand in hand on Broadway
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[02:15.95]Like the first man on the moon
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[02:19.58]And"The Blackbird" broke the silence
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[02:23.70]As you whistled it so sweet
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[02:27.64]And in Brendan Behan's footsteps
[02:31.20]I danced up and down the street
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[02:35.58]Then we said goodnight to Broadway
[02:38.82]Giving it our best regards
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[02:43.14]Tipped our hats to Mister Cohen
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[02:46.82]Dear old Times Square's favorite bard
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[02:50.82]Then we raised a glass to JFK
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[02:54.76]And a dozen more besides
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[02:58.38]When I got back to my empty room
[03:02.64]I suppose I must have cried
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[03:06.51]Thousands are sailing
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[03:10.07]Again across the ocean
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[03:13.95]Where the hand of opportunity
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[03:17.63]Draws tickets in a lottery
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[03:21.70]Postcards we're mailing
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[03:25.32]Of sky-blue skies and oceans
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[03:29.20]From rooms the daylight never sees
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[03:33.01]Where lights don't glow on Christmas trees
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[03:36.71]But dance to the music
[03:38.64]And we dance
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[04:14.63]Thousands are sailing
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[04:17.94]Across the western ocean
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[04:21.63]Where the hand of opportunity
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[04:25.38]Draws tickets in a lottery
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[04:29.51]Where'er we go we celebrate
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[04:33.14]The land that makes us refugees
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[04:36.89]From fear of Priests with empty plates
[04:40.70]From guilt and weeping effigies
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[04:44.62]But we dance to the music
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[04:46.56]And we dance