Tom Russell - The dreamin

Oh, ^Amwhiskey's the ^Flife of ^Cman, but whiskey's mostly ^Gwater And it's ^Amwhiskey fuels the ^Fworker ^Cand corrupts his only ^Gdaughter ^F The mountain water ^Cin the still,^F the copper pipes a-^Csteamin' ^F There'll soon be whiskey ^Emin the glass and ^Dmdreamers gone to ^Gdreamin'

Oh, it's the ^Fdreamin', it's the ^Emdreamin' A ^Fyoung girl's prayer, an ^Dmold man's thoughts a-^Greelin' Two lovers ^Fstealin', the ^Gmoonlight ^Ambeamin' Oh, it's the ^Dmdreamin',^G it's the ^Cdreamin'

Oh, I ^Ammet her down in ^FDublin ^Ctown, like a bottle fly I ^Gfell To the ^Amspider in the ^FBlackbush ^Cof the old railway ^Ghotel ^F I spun my web from ^CLiffey's walls, to the ^Fback room down at ^CWhelan's But, ^Foh, how sweet my ^Empoison, now is ^Dmdrowning in the ^Gdreamin'

Oh, it's the ^Fdreamin', it's the ^Emdreamin' A ^Fyoung girl's prayer, an ^Dmold man's thoughts a-^Greelin' Two lovers ^Fstealin', the ^Gmoonlight ^Ambeamin' Oh, it's the ^Dmdreamin',^G it's the ^Cdreamin'

Oh, ^Amwhiskey's made of ^Fwater, ^Clads, barley, corn or ^Gmalt And ^Amman and woman's ^Fwater, ^Cmixed with poetry and ^Gsalt ^F Bring on the pullin' ^Cof the tides, the ^Fflash of eyes a-^Cgleamin' When ^Fpassion blends the ^Emelements, the ^Dmyeast is but the ^Gdreamin'

Oh, it's the ^Fdreamin', it's the ^Emdreamin' A ^Fyoung girl's prayer, an ^Dmold man's thoughts a-^Greelin' Two lovers ^Fstealin', the ^Gmoonlight ^Ambeamin' The search for ^Dmmeaning,^G leads through the ^Cdreamin' Oh, ^Amwhiskey's the ^Flife of ^Cman