The Pogues - Fairytale of New York (feat. Kirsty MacColl): chords

                 D                  G
It was Christmas Eve babe, in the drunktank
            D                      A
An old man said to me, won't see another one
             D                         G
And then he sang a song, The Rare Old Mountain Dew
             D                     A     D
I turned my face away and dreamed about you

Got on a lucky one, came in eighteen-to-one
I've got a feeling this year's for me and you
So, Happy Christmas, I love you, baby
I can see a better time when all
our dreams come true

             D
They've got cars
        A
Big as bars
             Bm        G
They've got rivers of gold
         D
But the wind goes right through you
                      A
It's no place for the old
          D             Bm
When you first took my hand
      D              G
On a cold Christmas Eve
      D
You promised me
              A           D
Broadway was waiting for me

          D
You were handsome
You were pretty
                   A
Queen of New York City
          D              G
When the band finished playing
      A              D
They howled out for more
 D
Sinatra was swinging
                          A
All the drunks they were singing
    D             G
We kissed on the corner
      A                  D
Then danced through the night

Chorus:
     G                A
The boys of the NYPD choir
      D               Bm
Were singing 'Galway Bay'
         D          G
And the bells were ringing
 A                 D
Out for Christmas Day

You're a bum, you're a punk,
you're an old slut on junk
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
You scumbag, you maggot, you cheap, lousy faggot
Happy Christmas, your arse,
I pray God it's our last

Chorus:
The boys of the NYPD choir
Still singing, "Galway Bay"
And the bells are ringing out
For Christmas Day

"I could have been someone" Well, so could anyone
You took my dreams from me when I first found you
I kept them with me, babe, I put them with my own
Can't make it all alone,
I've built my dreams around you

The boys of the NYPD choir
Still singing, "Galway Bay"
And the bells are ringing out
For Christmas Day