| Song | Boat Train |
| Artist | The Pogues |
| Album | Peace and Love |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : MacGowan | |
| I met with napper tandy | |
| And i shook him by the hand | |
| He said "hold me up for chrissake | |
| For i can hardly stand" | |
| The most disgraceful journey | |
| On which i've ever been | |
| The last time that i travelled on | |
| The boat train | |
| I had a couple of drinks in town | |
| A few more at the port | |
| I puked up on the gangway | |
| But some kind folks helped me board | |
| They helped me to a table | |
| Poured whiskey down my throat | |
| They sat me at a table | |
| And i lost my watch and coat | |
| First we drank some whiskey | |
| Then we drank some gin | |
| Then we drank tequila | |
| I think that's what did me in | |
| Then we drank some brandy | |
| And the women had a dance | |
| The steward then announced | |
| That we could play the game of "chance" | |
| We crowded round the table | |
| With our money in our hands | |
| I ended up on the other side | |
| Without a penny in my pants | |
| I woke up in the toilet | |
| When we got to holyhead | |
| The doors were all a-banging | |
| And i wished that i was dead | |
| Then we went through customs | |
| A couple of credited thugs | |
| First they looked for [bombs] and joints | |
| Then they looked for drugs | |
| Stuck a flashlight up my ass | |
| Told us where there's jobs | |
| Said "fuck off" now paddy | |
| So i headed for [the s]moke | |
| On the boat train | |
| (or then we went through customs | |
| With a couple of crazy thugs | |
| First they looked for [bombs] and joints | |
| Then they looked for drugs | |
| Stuck a flashlight up my ass | |
| Told some irish jokes | |
| Said "fuck off now, paddy" | |
| So i headed for [the s]moke | |
| On the boat train ) | |
| We got on board the train | |
| And then we had a drink or two | |
| Started playing poker | |
| But the booze ran out at crewe | |
| Some people started sleeping | |
| Others looked for duty free | |
| Some bastard started singing | |
| "the little cottage by the lee" | |
| He then sang "paper roses" | |
| "boolavogue" "eileen aru" | |
| Somebody started slagging off | |
| The pakis and the jews | |
| First i found some whiskey | |
| Then i found some gin | |
| I sat down in the corner | |
| And i read the daily news | |
| First i drank the whiskey | |
| Then i drank the gin | |
| I tried to make the toilet | |
| And i broke my fuckin shin | |
| Next thing that i knew | |
| I was in london in the rain | |
| Staggering up the platform | |
| Off the boat train |
| zuo ci : MacGowan | |
| I met with napper tandy | |
| And i shook him by the hand | |
| He said " hold me up for chrissake | |
| For i can hardly stand" | |
| The most disgraceful journey | |
| On which i' ve ever been | |
| The last time that i travelled on | |
| The boat train | |
| I had a couple of drinks in town | |
| A few more at the port | |
| I puked up on the gangway | |
| But some kind folks helped me board | |
| They helped me to a table | |
| Poured whiskey down my throat | |
| They sat me at a table | |
| And i lost my watch and coat | |
| First we drank some whiskey | |
| Then we drank some gin | |
| Then we drank tequila | |
| I think that' s what did me in | |
| Then we drank some brandy | |
| And the women had a dance | |
| The steward then announced | |
| That we could play the game of " chance" | |
| We crowded round the table | |
| With our money in our hands | |
| I ended up on the other side | |
| Without a penny in my pants | |
| I woke up in the toilet | |
| When we got to holyhead | |
| The doors were all abanging | |
| And i wished that i was dead | |
| Then we went through customs | |
| A couple of credited thugs | |
| First they looked for bombs and joints | |
| Then they looked for drugs | |
| Stuck a flashlight up my ass | |
| Told us where there' s jobs | |
| Said " fuck off" now paddy | |
| So i headed for the s moke | |
| On the boat train | |
| or then we went through customs | |
| With a couple of crazy thugs | |
| First they looked for bombs and joints | |
| Then they looked for drugs | |
| Stuck a flashlight up my ass | |
| Told some irish jokes | |
| Said " fuck off now, paddy" | |
| So i headed for the s moke | |
| On the boat train | |
| We got on board the train | |
| And then we had a drink or two | |
| Started playing poker | |
| But the booze ran out at crewe | |
| Some people started sleeping | |
| Others looked for duty free | |
| Some bastard started singing | |
| " the little cottage by the lee" | |
| He then sang " paper roses" | |
| " boolavogue" " eileen aru" | |
| Somebody started slagging off | |
| The pakis and the jews | |
| First i found some whiskey | |
| Then i found some gin | |
| I sat down in the corner | |
| And i read the daily news | |
| First i drank the whiskey | |
| Then i drank the gin | |
| I tried to make the toilet | |
| And i broke my fuckin shin | |
| Next thing that i knew | |
| I was in london in the rain | |
| Staggering up the platform | |
| Off the boat train |
| zuò cí : MacGowan | |
| I met with napper tandy | |
| And i shook him by the hand | |
| He said " hold me up for chrissake | |
| For i can hardly stand" | |
| The most disgraceful journey | |
| On which i' ve ever been | |
| The last time that i travelled on | |
| The boat train | |
| I had a couple of drinks in town | |
| A few more at the port | |
| I puked up on the gangway | |
| But some kind folks helped me board | |
| They helped me to a table | |
| Poured whiskey down my throat | |
| They sat me at a table | |
| And i lost my watch and coat | |
| First we drank some whiskey | |
| Then we drank some gin | |
| Then we drank tequila | |
| I think that' s what did me in | |
| Then we drank some brandy | |
| And the women had a dance | |
| The steward then announced | |
| That we could play the game of " chance" | |
| We crowded round the table | |
| With our money in our hands | |
| I ended up on the other side | |
| Without a penny in my pants | |
| I woke up in the toilet | |
| When we got to holyhead | |
| The doors were all abanging | |
| And i wished that i was dead | |
| Then we went through customs | |
| A couple of credited thugs | |
| First they looked for bombs and joints | |
| Then they looked for drugs | |
| Stuck a flashlight up my ass | |
| Told us where there' s jobs | |
| Said " fuck off" now paddy | |
| So i headed for the s moke | |
| On the boat train | |
| or then we went through customs | |
| With a couple of crazy thugs | |
| First they looked for bombs and joints | |
| Then they looked for drugs | |
| Stuck a flashlight up my ass | |
| Told some irish jokes | |
| Said " fuck off now, paddy" | |
| So i headed for the s moke | |
| On the boat train | |
| We got on board the train | |
| And then we had a drink or two | |
| Started playing poker | |
| But the booze ran out at crewe | |
| Some people started sleeping | |
| Others looked for duty free | |
| Some bastard started singing | |
| " the little cottage by the lee" | |
| He then sang " paper roses" | |
| " boolavogue" " eileen aru" | |
| Somebody started slagging off | |
| The pakis and the jews | |
| First i found some whiskey | |
| Then i found some gin | |
| I sat down in the corner | |
| And i read the daily news | |
| First i drank the whiskey | |
| Then i drank the gin | |
| I tried to make the toilet | |
| And i broke my fuckin shin | |
| Next thing that i knew | |
| I was in london in the rain | |
| Staggering up the platform | |
| Off the boat train |