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Fairytale of New York. The Pogues

[Verse 1]
                 C                F
It was Christmas Eve babe, In the drunk tank
                C                        G
An old man said to me, won't see another one
            C                         F
And then he sang a song, The Rare Old Mountain Dew
            C
I turned my face away
            Gsus4 C   G7sus4
And dreamed about you
         C                  F
Got on a lucky one, Came in eighteen to one
           C                               G
I've got a feeling, This year's for me and you
         C                     F
So happy Christmas, I love you baby
            C
I can see a better time
             Gsus4       C    F
When all our dreams come true

[Pre-Verse]
C G C F
G C 
                        G                 Am        G
They've got cars big as bars, They've got rivers of gold
        C                                                  G
But the wind goes right through you, It's no place for the old
         C             Am              C         F
When you first took my hand, On a cold Christmas Eve
    C                         G           C
You promised me, Broadway was waiting for me
                                                      G
You were handsome, You were pretty, Queen of New York City
         C             F
When the band finished playing
     G                   C
They howled out for more
                                               G
Sinatra was swinging, All the drunks they were singing
   C           F            G                  C
We kissed on a corner, Then danced through the night
[Chorus]
    F                            C               Am
The boys of the NYPD choir, Were singing "Galway Bay"
        C          F       G
And the bells were ringing out
    C         
For Christmas Day

[Pre-Verse]
Am F C G C Am C F C
G C

[verse 3]
         C
You're a bum , You're a punk
                       G
You're an old slut on junk
      C            F         G            C
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
                                         G
You scumbag, you maggot, You cheap lousy faggot
      C              F            G            C
Happy Christmas your arse, I pray God it's our last

[Chorus]
    F                             C               Am
The boys of the NYPD choir, Still singing "Galway Bay"
        C         F       G                  C
And the bells are ringing out, For Christmas day

[Pre-Verse]
Da da da ….
F C G 
Da da da 
C F C G C

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

[Chorus]
    F                             C               Am
The boys of the NYPD choir, Still singing "Galway Bay"
        C         F       G
And the bells are ringing out
              C
For Christmas Day

Preverse and then chorus

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