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Fairytale of New York

Höfundur lags: Shane MacGowan og Jem Finer Höfundur texta: Shane MacGowan og Jem Finer Flytjandi: Kirsty MacColl og The Pogues Sent inn af: omarorn
[G/D]    [D]    [G/D]    [Asus4/E]    [D]    [G/D]    
It was Christmas [D]Eve babe
in the [G]drunk tank
an old man [D]said to me,
won´t see an[G/A]other one.[A]    
And then he [D]sang a song
the Rare Old [G]Mountain Dew
I turned my [D]face away
and [G]dreamed a[Asus4/E]bout         [D]you [G/A]    

Got on a [D]lucky one
came in eight[G]een to one
I've got a [D]feeling
this year´s for [G/A]me and you.[A]    
So happy [D]Christmas
I love you [G]baby
I can see a [D]better time
when [G]all our d[Asus4/E]reams come [D]true[G/D]    

[D]    [G/D]    [Asus4]    [D]    [A]    [D]    [G]    [A]    [D]    

They've got [D]cars [A]big as 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 [Bm]hand   
on a [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.

The [G]boys of the NY[Bm]PD    [A]choir
were [D]singing 'Galway [Bm]Bay'   
and the [D]bells were [G]ringing
[A]out for Christmas [D]da  [A]y.  [Bm]    [G]    

[D]    [A]    [D]    [Bm]    [D]    [G]    [D]    [A]    [D]    

[D]You're a bum, you're a punk
you're an old slut on [A]junk
living [D]there almost [G]dead on a [A]drip
in that [D]bed. You scum bag, you maggot
you cheap lousy [A]faggot
happy [D]Christmas your [G]arse
I pray [A]God it's our [D]last.

The [G]boys of the NY[Bm]PD    [A]choir
were [D]singing 'Galway [Bm]Bay'   
and the [D]bells were [G]ringing
[A]out for Christmas [D]da  [A]y.  [Bm]    [G]    

[D]    [A]    [D]    [Bm]    [D]    [G]    [D]    [A]    [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]around [D]you.

The [G]boys of the NY[Bm]PD    [A]choir
were [D]singing 'Galway [Bm]Bay'   
and the [D]bells were [G]ringing
[A]out for Christmas [D]da  [A]y.  [Bm]    [G]    

[D]    [A]    [D]    [Bm]    [D]    [G]    [D]    [A]    [D]    


It was Christmas Eve babe
in the drunk tank
an old man said to me,
won´t see another one.
And then he sang a song
the Rare Old Mountain Dew
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

They've got cars big as bars
they've got rivers of gold
but the wind goes right through you
it's no place for the old.
When you first took my hand
on a cold Christmas Eve
you promised me
Broadway was waiting for me.
You were handsome you were pretty
queen of New York City
when the band finished playing
they howled out for more.
Sinatra was swinging
all the drunks they were singing
we kissed on the corner
then danced through the night.

The boys of the NYPD choir
were singing 'Galway Bay'
and the bells were ringing
out for Christmas day.

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

The boys of the NYPD choir
were singing 'Galway Bay'
and the bells were 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
were singing 'Galway Bay'
and the bells were ringing
out for Christmas day.

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