Chords for The sickbed of Cuchulainn - The Pogues

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[C] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [C] _ _
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_ [C] _ _ _ A [Dm] Carmichael and Richard Tauber [C] are singing by the [Dm] bed
_ [C] There's a glass of [Dm] punch below your [F] feet and an angel at [C] your head
There's devils [Dm] on each side of you, [C] bottles in [Dm] their hand
[C] Give you one more [Dm] drop of poison [Am] and you'll dream of foreign _ _ lands
_ _ [F] When you pissed [Bb] yourself in Frankfurt [C] and got sipped on [F] in Cologne
And you heard the [Bb] rattling of death trains [C] as you lay there [F] all alone
Greg Ryan bought you whiskey in a brothel in Madrid
[Bb] And you text some fucking [F] black shirt who was cursing [C] all the kids
[F] And a sick middle-aged cunt calling Will Neil and say a prayer
[Bb] But a ghost's a [F]-rattling at the [C] door and the devil's [F] in the chair
But _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ in the Euston Tavern [C] you screamed it [F] was your show
But they wouldn't give you [Gm] service so you kicked the [F] windows out
They took you out and turned it straight, kicked you in the brains
[Bb] So you walked back in through a bolted [F] door and did it [C] all again
[F] And a sick middle-aged cunt calling Will Neil and say a prayer
But a ghost's a-rattling at the [C] door and the devil's [F] in the chair
Remember _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ [F] _ _
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that foul [Dm] evening _ [C] when you heard the [Dm] banshee's howl
[C] There was lazy, [Dm] drunken bastards [F] singing Billy in [C] the Bell
_ They took you [Dm] up to Midnight Mass, [C] left you in [Dm] the lurch
[C] So you dropped a [Dm] button in the plate [Am] and stewed up in the church
_ _ _ Now [F] you sing a [Bb] song of liberty [Cm] from blacks and [F] packs of jocks
And I'll take you [Bb] from this dump here [C] and I'll stick you in [F] a box
Then I'll take you to a campfire and shove you in the ground
[Bb] But you stick your head back [F] out and shout we'll have [C] another round
[F] And the ghosts of old Cologne [Bb] will kneel around and cry
And God is [F] in his heaven [C] and funnies [F] don't wanna fight
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