Irish Songs With Easy Chords & Lyrics
Fairytale Of New York
| C | F |
It | was | Christmas Eve, babe, in the drunk tank |
| C | G |
An old | man said, " | Son, I won't see another one" |
| C | F |
And then | he sang a | song, a rare old mountain tune |
| C | G | C | G |
I turned | myface a | way, | and I | dreamed about you |
I got on a lucky one, came in at 18 to 1
I've got a feeling this year's for me and you
So Happy Christmas, I love you baby
There's going to be good times
When all our dreams come true.
C |
They've got cars big as bars |
| F |
They've | got rivers of gold |
| C |
But | the wind blows right through you |
| G |
It's no | place for the old |
| C |
When | I first took your hand on a cold Christmas Eve |
| F | G |
I told | you | that Broadway was waiting for me. |
You were handsome and pretty, queen of New York city
When the band finished playing, the crowd howled for more
Sinatra was swinging, and the crowd they were singing
We kissed on the corner and dancedthrough the night
CHORUS
| F | C | Am |
And | the boys from the | New York | police choir were singin' Galway Bay |
| F | G | C |
And | the bells | were ringin' | out on Christmas Day |
I could have been someone and so could anyone
I took my dreams from you when I first met you
I kept them with me, babe, and put them with my own
I can't make it all alone
I've built my dreams around you.
| C | G | C | F |
You're | a bum | you're a | punk | you're an aulslut on junk |
C | G | C |
Lyin' there | on the | drip G]nearly dead in the bed |
| C | G | C |
You | scum | bag you | maggot you cheap lousy faggot |
C | F | G | C |
Happy | Christ | mas me | arse, I would rather be dead... |
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