The Pogues - Thousands are sailing

^CThe island it is silent now But the ^Fghosts still haunt the waves And the ^Ctorch lights up a ^Amfamished man Who ^Dmfortune could not ^Gsave

^CDid you work upon the railroad Did you ^Frid the streets of crime Were your ^Cdollars from the w^Amhite house Were ^Gthey from the five and ^Cdime

^CDid the o^Amld songs taunt or cheer you And did the^Fy still make you cry ^C Did you ^Amcount the months and years Or did your tear^Dmdrops quickly dry^{G G}Ah, ^CNo, says he 'twas not to be On a ^Fcoffin ship I came here And I ^Cnever even ^Amgot so far That ^Gthey could change my name^C

^AmThousands are still sailing ^GAcross the Western ^DmOcean To a ^Amland of opportunity That ^Gsome of them will ^Dmnever see ^AmFortune prevailing ^GAcross the Western ^DmOcean Their ^Ambellies full

They'll ^Gbreak the chains of ^Dmpoverty And they'll ^Fdance ^{Am G D F Am G D C}

^CIn Manhattan's desert twilight In the ^Fdeath of afternoon We stepped ^Chand in hand on ^AmBroadway Like the first ^Dmman on the m^Goon ^GAnd "^C;The Blackbird" broke the silence As you ^Fwhistled it so sweet And in ^CBrendan Behan's ^Amfootsteps I danced up ^Gand down the ^Cstreet

^CThen we ^Amsaid goodnight to Broadway Giving ^Fit our best ^Cregards Tipped our ^Amhats to Mister Cohan Dear old ^DmTimes Square's favourite ^Gbard ^GThen we ^Craised a glass to J.F.K. And a ^Fdozen more besides When I ^Cgot back to my ^Amempty room I s^Guppose I must have ^Ccried

^AmThousands are sailing ^GAgain across the oc^Dmean Where the ^Amhand of opportunity Draws ^Gtickets in a ^Dmlottery ^AmPostcards we're mailing Of ^Gsky-blue skies and ^Dmoceans From ^Amrooms the daylight never sees Where ^Glights don't glow on ^DmChristmas trees But we ^Fdance to the music and we dan^Amce ^{G D F Am G D Am Dm Am F C G C G C}

^AmThousands are sailing ^GAgain across the oc^Dmean Where the ^Amhand of opportunity Draws ^Gtickets in a ^Dmlottery ^AmWhere e'er we go, we celebrate The^G land that makes us^Dm refugees From ^Amfear of Priests with empty plates From g^Guilt and weeping effi^Dmgies And we ^Fdance to the music and we danc^Ame ^{G D F Am G D Am Dm Am F C G C G C}