The Pogues – The Body Of An American (Guitar)

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The cadillac stood by the house and the Yanks they were within

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And the tinker boys they hissed advice 'Hot wire her with a pin'

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We turned and shook as we had a look in the room where the dead man lay

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So big Jim Dwyer made his last trip to the shores where his fathers laid

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Fifteen minutes later we had our first taste of whiskey

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There was uncles giving lectures on ancient Irish history

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The men all started telling jokes and the women they got frisky

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At five o' clock in the evening every bastard there was pisskey

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Fare thee well going away there's nothing left to say

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Farewell to New York City boys to Boston and P A

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He took them out will a well-aimed clout he was often heard to say

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I'm a free born man of the U.S.A.

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He fought the champ in Pittsburgh and he slashed him to the ground

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He took on Tiny tartanella and it only went one round

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He never had no time for red, for drink, or dice or whores

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And he never threw a fight when the fight was right

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So they sent him to the war

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Fare thee well going away there's nothing left to say

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With a slainte Joe and Erin go my love's in Amerikay

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The calling of the rosary Spanish wine from far away

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I'm a free born man of the U.S.A.

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This morning on the harbour when I said goodbye to you

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I remember how I swore that I'd come back to you one day

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And as the sunset came to meet the evening on the hill

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I told you I'd always love you, I always did, I always will

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Fare thee well going away there's nothing left to say

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'cept to say adieu to your eyes as blue as the water in the bay

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And to big Jim Dwyer the man of wire who was often heard to say

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I'm a free born man of the U.S.A.