Fairytale of New York

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


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


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

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


[Pre-Chorus]
         F#
You were handsome

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


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


[Interlude]
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F#  C#  C#  F#


[Pre-Chorus]
F#
You're a bum

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

You scum bag

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



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


[Interlude]
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F#  C#  F#  C#~


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


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


[Outro]
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F#  C#  F#  C#~