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Billys Bones, The Pogues Lyrics And Chords-Written By Shane MacGowan

[D]Billy ran around with the [G]rare old crew
And he [D]knew an[A] Arsenal from [D]Tottenham blue
We'd be a darn sight [G]better of if[D] we [A]knew
[D]Where Billy's bones are [G]resting now
Billy saw a copper and he hit him in the knee
And he took him down from six foot to five foot three
Then he hit him fair and square in the do-re-mi
That copper won't be having any family
 
[G]Hey Billy son where are you now
Don't[D] you know that we need [A]you now
With [D]a ra-ta-[G]ta and the [D]old kow-[A]tow
[D]Where are Billy's bones [G]resting [D]now
 
Billy went away with the peace-keeping force
'Cause he liked a bloody good fight of course
Went away in an old khaki van to the banks of the river Jordan
Billy saw the Arabs and he had 'em on the run
When he got 'em in the range of his sub-machine gun
Then he had the Israelis in his sights, went a ra-ta-ta
And they ran like Shiites
 
One night Billy had a rare old time,
Laughing and singing on the Lebanon line
Came back to camp not looking too pretty
Never even got to see the Holy City
Now Billy's out there in the desert sun
And his mother cries when the morning comes
And there's mothers crying all over this world
For their poor dead darling boys and girls
 
Have a Billy holiday
Born on a Monday
Married on a Tuesday
Drunk on a Wednesday
Got plugged on a Thursday
Sick on a Friday
Died on a Saturday
Buried on a Sunday

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