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FAIRYTALE OF NEW YORK
The Pogues
Very slow intro: [G/D] [D] [G/D]
It was [Asus4] Christmas [D] Eve [G/D] babe In the [D] drunk tank [G]
An [D] old man [D] said to me, won't [G/A] see [A] another one
[D] And then he sang a song, [G] The Rare Old Mountain Dew
And [D] I turned my face away [G] And [Asus4/E] dreamed [D] about [G/A] you
[G/A] Got on a lucky one [D] Came in [G] eighteen to one
[D] I've got a feeling [G/A] This year's for [A] me and you
[D] So happy Christmas [G] I love you baby
[D] I can see a [G] better time When [Asus4/E] all our [D] dreams come true
[G/D][D][G/D][Asus4][speeding up][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 [A] place for the 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 [A] pretty, Queen [A] of New York City
When the [D] band finished [G] playing They [A] howled out for [D] more
[D] Sinatra was swinging, All the [A] drunks they were 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 [D] Christmas [A] day [Bm] [G] [D]
[A] [D] [Bm] [D] [G] [D] [A] [D]
(You're a [D] bum, You're a punk), You're an [A] old slut on junk
Living [D] there almost [G] dead on a [A] drip In that [D] bed
(You [D] scum bag, You [D] maggot, You [A] cheap lousy faggot)
Happy [D] Christmas your [G] arse, I pray [A] God [D] It's [A]our [D] last
[Slowly]
[A] (I could have [D] been someone), 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 [G] built my [A] dreams [D] around 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 [D] Christmas [A] day [Bm] [G] [D]
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