Tekstovi: Pogues, The. The Body Of An American.

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The cadillac stood by the house

And the yanks they were within

And the tinker boys they hissed advice

hot-wire her with a pin

We turned and shook as we had a look

In the room where the dead man lay

So big jim dwyer made his last trip

To the shores where his fathers laid



Fifteen minutes later

We had our first taste of whiskey

There was uncles giving lectures

On ancient irish history

The men all started telling jokes

And the women they got frisky

By five oclock in the evening

Every bastard there was piskey



Fare thee well going away

Theres nothing left to say

Farewell to new york city boys

To boston and pa

He took them out

With a well-aimed clout

He was often heard to say

Im a free born man of the usa



He fought the champ in pittsburgh

And he slashed him to the ground

He took on tiny tartanella

And it only went one round

He never had no time for reds

For drink or dice or whores

And he never threw a fight

Unless the fight was right

So they sent him to the war



Fare the well gone away

Theres nothing left to say

With a slainte joe and erin go

My loves in amerikay

The calling of the rosary

Spanish winde from far away

Im a free born man of the usa



This morning on the harbour

When I said goodbye to you

I remember how I swore

That Id come back to you one day

And as the sunset came to meet

The evening on the hill

I told you Id always love

I always did and I always will



Fare thee well gone away

Theres nothing left to say

cept to say adieu

To your eyes as blue

As the water in the bay

And to big jim dwyer

The man of wire

Who was often heard to say

Im a free born man of the usa