Fairytale Of New York
The Pogues
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It was christmas eve babe br>
In the drunk tank br>
An old man said to me,wont see another one br>
And then he sang a song br>
The rare old mountain dew br>
I turned my face away br>
And dreamed about you br>
Got on a lucky one br>
Came in eighteen to one br>
Ive got a feeling br>
This years for me and you br>
So happy christmas br>
I love you baby br>
I can see a better time br>
When all our dreams come true br>
Theyve got cars big as bars br>
Theyve got rivers of gold br>
But the wind goes right through you br>
Its no place for the old br>
When you first took my hand br>
On a cold christmas eve br>
You promised me br>
Broadway was waiting for me br>
You were handsome br>
You were pretty br>
Queen of new york city br>
When the band finished playing br>
They howled out for more br>
Sinatra was swinging, br>
All the drunks they were singing br>
We kissed on a corner br>
Then danced through the night br>
The boys of the nypd choir br>
Were singing galway bay br>
And the bells were ringing out br>
For christmas day br>
Youre a bum br>
Youre a punk br>
Youre an old slut on junk br>
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed br>
You scumbag,you maggot br>
You cheap lousy faggot br>
Happy christmas your arse br>
I pray God its our last br>
I could have been someone br>
Well so could anyone br>
You took my dreams from me br>
When I first found you br>
I kept them with me babe br>
I put them with my own br>
Cant make it all alone br>
Ive built my dreams around <-3484>you br>