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Bottle of Smoke
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Pogues
The Pogues
Performer
Jem Finer
Jem Finer
Banjo
Shane MacGowan
Shane MacGowan
Vocals
James Fearnley
James Fearnley
Accordion
Darryl Hunt
Darryl Hunt
Bass Guitar
Terry Woods
Terry Woods
Cittern
Andrew Ranken
Andrew Ranken
Drums
Philip Chevron
Philip Chevron
Guitar
Spider Stacy
Spider Stacy
Tin Whistle
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jem Finer
Jem Finer
Songwriter
Shane MacGowan
Shane MacGowan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Dickie
Chris Dickie
Engineer
Dave Jordan
Dave Jordan
Engineer
Nick Lacey
Nick Lacey
Engineer
Paul Scully
Paul Scully
Engineer
Roy Spong
Roy Spong
Engineer
Steve Lillywhite
Steve Lillywhite
Producer

Lyrics

Thanks and praises, thanks to Jesus I bet on the bottle of smoke I went to hell and to the races To bet on the bottle of smoke The day being clear, the sky being bright He came up on the left like a streak of light Like a drunken fuck on a Saturday night Up came the bottle of smoke 20 fucking five to one Me gambling days are done I bet on a horse called the "Bottle of smoke" And my horse won Stewards inquiries, swift and fiery I had the bottle of smoke Inquisitions and suppositions I had the bottle of smoke Fuck the stewards a trip to Lourdes Might give the old fuckers the power of sight Screaming springers and stoppers and call out coppers But the money still gleams in my hand like a light 20 fucking five to one Me gambling days are done I bet on a horse called the "Bottle of smoke" And my horse won Yee-haw Bookies cursing, cars reversing I had the bottle of smoke Glasses steaming, vessels bursting I had the bottle of smoke Slip a 50 to the wife And for each brat a crisp new five To give me a break on a Saturday night When I had the bottle of smoke 20 fucking five to one Me gambling days are done I bet on a horse called the 'Bottle of smoke' And my horse won Priests and maidens drunk as pagans They had the bottle of smoke Sins forgiven and celebrations They had the bottle of smoke Fuck the yanks and drink their wives The moon is clear, the sky is bright I'm happy as the horse's site Up came the bottle of smoke 20 fucking five to one Me gambling days are done I bet on a horse called the "Bottle of smoke" And my horse won, yay-hee Get off, you bastards Thanks and praises, thanks to Jesus I bet on the bottle of smoke I went to hell and to the races To bet on the bottle of smoke The day being clear, the sky being bright He came up on the left like a streak of light Like a drunken fuck on a Saturday night Up came the bottle of smoke 20 fucking five to one Me gambling days are done I bet on a horse called the "Bottle of smoke" And my horse won 20 fucking five to one Me gambling days are done I bet on a horse called the "Bottle of smoke" And my horse won
Writer(s): Jeremy Max Finer, Shane Macgowan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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