Texty: Pogues, The. Sally Maclennane.

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Well Jimmy played harmonica in the pub where I was born

He played it from the night time to the peaceful early morn

He soothed the souls of psychos and the men who had the horn

And they all looked very happy in the morning



Now Jimmy didn't like his place in this world of ours

Where the elephant man broke strong men's necks

When he'd had too many Powers

So sad to see the grieving of the people that he's leaving

And he took the road for God knows in the morning



We walked him to the station in the rain

We kissed him as we put him on the train

And we sang him a song of times long gone

Though we knew that we'd be seeing him again

(Far away) sad to say I must be on my way

So buy me beer and whiskey 'cause I'm going far away (far away)

I'd like to think of me returning when I can

To the greatest little boozer and to Sally MacLennane



The years passed by the times had changed I grew to be a man

I learned to love the virtues of sweet Sally MacLennane

I took the jeers and drank the beers and crawled back home at dawn

And ended up a barman in the morning



I played the pump and took the hump and watered whiskey down

I talked of whores and horses to the men who drank the brown

I heard them say that Jimmy's making money far away

And some people left for heaven without warning



We walked him to the station in the rain

We kissed him as we put him on the train

And we sang him a song of times long gone

Though we knew that we'd be seeing him again

(Far away) sad to say I must be on my way

So buy me beer and whiskey 'cause I'm going far away (far away)

I'd like to think of me returning when I can

To the greatest little boozer and to Sally MacLennane



When Jimmy came back home he was surprised that they were gone

He asked me all the details of the train that they went on

Some people they are scared to croak but Jimmy drank until he choked

And he took the road for heaven in the morning



We walked him to the station in the rain

We kissed him as we put him on the train

And we sang him a song of times long gone

Though we knew that we'd be seeing him again

(Far away) sad to say I must be on my way

So buy me beer and whiskey 'cause I'm going far away (far away)

I'd like to think of me returning when I can

To the greatest little boozer and to Sally MacLennane