Fairytale of New York

[Intro]
B E F# B E F# B


[Verse]
                 B   
  It was Christmas Eve
              E
babe, in the drunktank
           B           
  An old man said to me,
            F#
won't see another one
            B            
  And then he sang a song,
              E
the Rare Old Mountain Dew
            B         
  I turned my face away
              F#    B
and dreamed about you


[Verse]
         B          
  Got on a lucky one,
             E
came in eighteen to one
           B             
  I've got a feeling, this
            F#
year's for me and you
         B          
  So happy Christmas,
            E
I love you baby
            B            
  I can see a better time,
              F#           B
when all our dreams come true


[Interlude]
B E F# B E F# B
B  B  B  E  F#  B


[Verse]
            B
They've got cars
       F#
Big as bars
            G#m        E
They've got rivers of gold
        B  
But the wind goes

right through you
                      F#
It's no place for the old
         B             G#m
When you first took my hand
     B              E
On a cold Christmas Eve
    B
You promised me
             F#           B
Broadway was waiting for me


[Pre-Chorus]
         B
You were handsome

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


[Chorus]
    E             G#m
The boys of the NYPD choir
     B               G#m
Were singing 'Galway Bay'
        B
And the bells
             F#                 B
were ringing out for Christmas day


[Interlude]
B B E E
B  F#  B  F#
B  B  E  E
B  F#  F#  B


[Pre-Chorus]
B
You're a bum

You're a punk
                      F#
You're an old slut on junk
       B            E         F#
Living there almost dead on a drip
        B
In that bed

You scum bag

You maggot
                F#
You cheap lousy faggot
      B              E
Happy Christmas your arse
       F#
I pray God
         B
It's our last



[Chorus]
    E             G#m
The boys of the NYPD choir
     B               G#m
Were singing 'Galway Bay'
        B
And the bells
             F#                 B
were ringing out for Christmas day


[Interlude]
B B E E
B  B
B  F#  B  F#~


[Verse]
             B             
  I could have been someone,
               E
well so could anyone
            B           
  You took my dreams from
                  F#
me, when I first found you
            B             
  I kept them with me babe,
            E
I put them with my own
              B               
  Can't make it all alone, I've
                 F#      B
built my dreams around you


[Chorus]
    E             G#m
The boys of the NYPD choir
      B               G#m
Still Singing 'Galway Bay'
        B\
And the bells
            (F#)               B
are ringing out for Christmas day


[Outro]
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B  B  F#  F#
B  B  E  E
B  B
B  F#  B  F#~
B  B  E  E
B  B
B  F#  B  F#~
B  B  E  E
B  B
B  F#  B  F#~
B  B  E  E
B  B
B  B  F#  F#
B  B  E  E
B  B
B  F#  B  F#~