Capo: 1 Tuning: E A D G B E

Christy Moore - Fairytale of New York Transcribed from his live performance on BBC's Later...with Jools Holland Listen to the song for when to alternate bass notes of your chords (mostly C to C/G). The walk* from C to G is marked between each verse and is as follows: [Chords] C* G e|--0-----------3--| B|--1-----------0--| G|--0--------0--0--| D|--2--2--3-----0--| A|--3-----------2--| E|--3-----------3--| [Spoken intro]

^COne^C/G night maybe 10 or 20 or 30 years ago - I can never remember which - but, I heard a man from Tipperary singin' this song. ^CI a^C/Gsked him to sing it again and again and again until I had the words... And then I started singin' it meself

[Verse 1]

It was Christmas ^CEve, babe, in the ^Fdrunk tank An old man ^Csaid, "Son, I won't see a^Gnother one" ^G7 And then he ^Csang a song, the Rare Old ^FMountain Dew I turned my ^Ceyes away, and ^Fthought^C a^Gbout ^C*you ^G

[Verse 2]

I got on a ^Clucky one, came in at ^F18 to 1 I've got a ^Cfeeling, this year's for ^Gme and you ^G7 Happy ^CChristmas, how I love you ^Fbaby There's going to be ^Cgood times When ^Fall ^Cour ^Gdreams come ^C*true ^G

[Verse 3]

They've got ^Ccars big as bars They've got rivers of ^Fgold But the ^Cwind blows right through you It's no place for the ^Gold When I ^Cfirst took your hand on a cold Christmas ^GEve I ^Ctold you that ^FBroadway was ^Gwaiting for ^Cme

[Verse 4]

You were^C handsome and pretty, queen of New York^G city When the ^Cband finished ^Fplaying, the ^Gcrowd howled for ^Cmore Sin^Catra was singing, and all the crowd they were swinging We kissed on the ^Fcorner and we ^Gdanced round the ^Cfloor

[Chorus]

And the ^Fboys from the N-Y-P-D choir were ^Csingin' Galway ^AmBay And the ^Cbells were ^Fringin' ^Gout on Christmas ^CDay

[Break]

All-de-da-^Fla-la-lo All-dall-dall-^Cde-da-lo All-^Fde-dall-^Gdal^Fl-^Gdo

[Verse 5]

I could have ^Cbeen someone, and so could ^Fanyone I took my ^Cdreams from you when I first ^Gmet you I kept them ^Cwith me, babe, and I put them ^Fwith my own Can't make it ^Call alone I've ^Fbuilt my ^Gdreams around ^C*you ^G

[Verse 6]

Well you're a ^Cbum, you're a punk, you're an aul hoor on ^Fjunk Layin' ^Cthere on the drip nearly dead in the ^Gbed You ^Cscumbag, you maggot, you cheap lousy faggot Happy Christmas me ^Farse, I would ^Grather be ^Cdead...

[Chorus]

And the ^Fboys from the N-Y-P-D choir were ^Csingin' Galway ^AmBay And the ^Cbells were ^Fringin' ^Gout on Christmas ^CDay

[Outro]

Oh I love ya ^Fbaby, I've got a ^Cfeelin This ^Fyear's ^Cfor ^Gme and you Happy ^CChristmas, how I love you ^Fbaby There's going to be ^Cgood times When ^Fall ^Cour ^Gdreams come ^C*throug^Gh ^C

[Spoken outro]

^CSo ^C/GHappy Christmas, I love ya baby. I said, Shane MacGowan from Puckane in the county Tipperary one grand Friday morning and I, ^CI t^C/Gook him by the hand and I, I gazed into his Tipperary eyes and I, ^CI k^C/Gissed him on the lips and I said, "Hey Shane, I love you too baby, okay"

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Christy Moore - Fairytale of new york