Fairytale Of New York – The Pogues [intro - single strums] [G][A][D][G][A][D][A7] [* single strums] It was Christmas [D*] Eve babe... in the [G*]drunk tank An old man [D*]said to me... won’t see an[G*]other one [A*] And then he [D*]sang a song... The Rare Old [G*]Mountain Dew And I turned my [D*]face away... and [G*]dreamed a[Asus4*]bout [D*]you [A*] Got on a [D]lucky one... came in eight[G]een to one... I’ve got a [D]feeling... this year’s for [A]me and you So happy [D]Christmas... I love you [G]baby I can see a [D]better time... when all our [Asus4]dreams come [D]true [stop] [G][A][D][G][A]... [instrumental – regular strumming 6/8 time, faster] [D][D][D][A][D][G][A][D].... They’ve got [D]cars big as [A]bars... they’ve got [Bm]rivers of [G]gold But the [D]wind goes right through you... it’s no place for the [A]old When you [D]first took my [A]hand... on that [D]cold Christmas [G]Eve You [D]promised me Broadway was [A]waiting for [D]me You were [D]handsome, you were pretty... Queen of New York [A]City When the [D]band finished [G]playing they [A]howled out for [D]more Si[D]natra was swinging... all the drunks they were [A]singing We [D]kissed on the [G]corner then [A]danced through the [D]night And the [G]boys of the NY[Em]PD choir... were [D]singing Galway [Bm]Bay And the [D]bells were [G]ringing [A]out... for Christmas [D]Day. [instrumental] [D][A][D][G]..[D][Bm][D][A]...[D][Bm][D][G]...[D][Bm][A][D] You’re a [D]bum, you’re a punk you’re an old slut on [A]junk Lying [D]there almost [G]dead... on a [A]drip in that [D]bed You [D]scumbag, you maggot you cheap lousy [A]faggot Happy [D]Christmas your [G]arse, I pray [A]God it’s our [D]last And the [G]boys of the NY[Em]PD choir... were [D]singing Galway [Bm]Bay And the [D]bells were [G]ringing [A]out... for Christmas [D]Day [instrumental][D][G]...[G][D].....[D][A]..... I could have [D]been someone... well so could [G]anyone... You took my [D]dreams from me... when I first [A]found you I kept them [D]with me babe I put them [G]with my own Can’t make it [D]all alone, I’ve built my [G]dreams a[Asus4]round [D]you And the [G]boys of the NY[Em]PD choir... were [D]singing Galway [Bm]Bay And the [D]bells were [G]ringing [A]out... for Christmas [D]Day [instrumental outro] [D][G]..... [G][D]..... [D][A]..... [A][D]..... [D][G]..... [G][D]..... [D][A]..... [D]