The Humours of Whiskey - "Captain Black Jack" Murphy, Pirate Extraordinaire

You walk in with another headache I can tell by the lines in your face You seem to think if you just remove the problem The answers are what will come next Another shot of whiskey And maybe I'll be ready For what's still crowded in your head Never thinking that all the good times Are what walked in with the bad I don't know why we compromise ourselves I thought it was a common understanding With all I've tried to help with Tell me, do I end up empty handed? Another couple of beers while I'm safe here at the bar And maybe I'll get me some rest Don't know why all the good times have to turn-up with the bad It's like a sword of hate You brandish it so proud I wonder if you're taught what you feel Or is it the way you got it cold dead in your eye? It would be good if you could just Leave me well enough alone The crime of fate is what I have to follow through If I'm going to get past you Another shot of whiskey And that's about the only Way I can listen anymore Go ahead and drown me of everything At least I still got my place at the bar It's like a sword of hate You brandish it so proud I wonder if you're taught what you feel Or is it the way you got it cold dead in your eye? You walk in with another headache I can tell by the lines in your face You seem to think if you just remove the problem The answers are what will come next Another shot of whiskey And that's about the only Way I can listen anymore Never seen that all the good times Are what walked in with the bad

Last walk in the tight rope and last of the whiskey The white lines and the red eyes and the way you kiss me She's always goin' through changes, but I I'll always be this way And the headlines at the wrong time on the wrong side of history And the high life don't feel right unless you're with me Everything that I know around me is changing, it's changing now You got those beautiful eyes And I just wanna be lost It's been one hell of a ride And I don't wanna get off, oh, no, no That was the last of the whiskey That was the sweet summer wine That was the last way you kiss me I think about it all the time Woah-oh, night in the city One more night to let it go One more time being petty But that was the last of the whiskey That was the last you were with me That was the last of the whiskey I wish that I looked after you I wish I stayed until your eyes closed I was still there to break your fall And I think that's why I've been spiralin' out of control It's those beautiful eyes And I just wanna be lost It's been one hell of a ride And I don't wanna get off, oh, no, no That was the last of the whiskey That was the sweet summer wine That was the last way you kiss me I think about it all the time One more night light in the city One more night to let it go One more time being petty But that was the last of the whiskey That was the last you were with me That was the last of the whiskey Last walk in the tight rope and last of the whiskey The white lines and the red eyes and the way you kiss me She's always goin' through changes, but I I'll always be this way

Last night as I slept I dreamt I met with Behan I shook him by the hand, and we passed the time of day When questioned on his views On the crux of life's philosophies He had but these few clear and simple words to say I am goin', I am goin' Any which way the wind may be blowin' I am goin', I am goin' Where streams of whiskey are flowin' I have cursed, bled and sworn Jumped bail and landed up in jail Life has often tried to stretch me But the rope always was 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 Because I am goin', I am goin' Any which way the wind may be blowin' I am goin', I am goin' Where streams of whiskey are flowin' (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 me I'll walk into a bar And drink 15 pints of beer I am goin', I am goin' Any which way the wind may be blowin' I am goin', I am goin' Where streams of whiskey are flowin' I am goin', I am goin' Any which way the wind may be blowin' I am goin', I am goin' Where streams of whiskey are flowin' Where streams of whiskey are flowin' Where streams of whiskey are flowin'