Lirik dan Chord Lagu Thousands are Sailing - The Pogues

JAKARTA, KOMPAS.com - The Pogues merupakan grup band folk punk asal Irlandia yang membawakan lagu berjudul “Thousands are Sailing”.

Lagu berdurasi 5 menit 28 detik ini dirilis pada tahun 1988 melalui label Island Records dan Warner Records.

“Thousands are Calling” dimuat dalam album studio ketiga mereka yang bertajuk If I Should Fall from Grace with God.

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Berikut ini lirik dan chord lagu “Thousands are Sailing” dari The Pogues.

[Intro]
F#m E Bm
F#m E Bm
A

[Intro Melody]
F#m E Bm F#m E Bm A

[Verse]
        A
The island it is silent now
             D
But the ghosts still haunt the waves
              A                          F#m
And the torch lights up a famished man
         Bm                              E
Who fortune could not save
              A
Did you work upon the railroad
              D
Did you rid the streets of crime
                  A                            F#m
Were your dollars from the white house
          E                                         A
Were they from the five and dime
             F#m
Did the old songs taunt or cheer you
              D                                 A
And did they still make you cry
               F#m
Did you count the months and years
                          Bm                       E
Or did your teardrops quickly dry
       A
Ah, No, says he 'twas not to be
         D
On a coffin ship I came here
           A               F#m
And I never even got so far
         E                                          A
That they could change my name

[Chorus]
F#m
Thousands are still sailing
E                               Bm
Across the Western Ocean
         F#m
To a land of opportunity
         E                            Bm
That some of them will never see
F#m
Fortune prevailing
E                               Bm
Across the Western Ocean
          F#m
Their bellies full

And their spirits free
            E                              Bm
They'll break the chains of poverty
                  D
And they'll dance

[Interlude]
(D) F#m E Bm
A

[Interlude Melody]
D F#m E Bm A

[Verse 2]
      A
In Manhattan's desert twilight
            D
In the death of afternoon
                     A                         F#m
We stepped hand in hand on Broadway
                      Bm               E
Like the first man on the moon
          A
And "The Blackbird" broke the silence
             D
As you whistled it so sweet
             A                         F#m
And in Brendan Behan's footsteps
               E                           A
I danced up and down the street
               F#m
Then we said goodnight to Broadway
           D                  A
Giving it our best regards
                   F#m
Tipped our hats to Mister Cohan
               Bm                                    E
Dear old Times Square's favourite bard
                A
Then we raised a glass to J.F.K.
            F#m
And a dozen more besides
             A                       F#m
When I got back to my empty room
     E                              A
I suppose I must have cried

[Chorus 2]
F#m
Thousands are sailing
E                          Bm
Again across the ocean
                  F#m
Where the hand of opportunity
            E                 Bm
Draws tickets in a lottery
F#m
Postcards we're mailing
      E                              Bm
Of sky-blue skies and oceans
          F#m
From rooms the daylight never sees
            E                                Bm
Where lights don't glow on Christmas trees
             D                                         F#m
But we dance to the music, and we dance

[Interlude]
(D) (F#m) E Bm
D F#m E Bm
F#m A E

[Interlude Melody]
D F#m E Bm

F#m F#m A E A E A

[Chorus 3]
F#m
Thousands are sailing
E                          Bm
Again across the ocean
                  F#m
Where the hand of opportunity
            E                 Bm
Draws tickets in a lottery
           F#m
Where e'er we go, we celebrate
        E                              Bm
The land that makes us refugees
          F#m
From fear of Priests with empty plates
          E                            Bm
From guilt and weeping effigies
              D                                          F#m
And we dance to the music, and we dance

[Outro]
(D) (F#m) E Bm
D F#m E Bm
repeat to fade

[Outro Melody]
D F#m E Bm