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