Pogues - Fairytale of new york

It was Christmas ^DEve babe, In the ^Gdrunktank An old man ^Dsaid to me, won't see ^Aanother one And then he ^Dsang a song, The Rare Old ^GMountain Dew I turned my ^Dface away And dreamed ^Aabout ^Dyou Got on a ^Dlucky one Came in eigh^Gteen to one I've got a ^Dfeeling This year's for ^Ame and you So happy ^DChristmas, I love you^G baby I can see a ^Dbetter time When all our d^Areams come ^Dtrue

They've got ^Dcars Big as ^Abars They've got ^Bmrivers of ^Ggold But the ^Dwind goes right through you It's no place for the ^Aold When you ^Dfirst took my ^Bmhand On a ^Dcold Christmas ^GEve You ^Dpromised me Broadway was ^Awaiting for ^Dme You were ^Dhandsome

Queen of New York ^ACity When the ^Dband finished ^Gplaying They ^Ahowled out for ^Dmore ^DSinatra was swinging All the drunks they were ^Asinging We ^Dkissed on the ^Gcorner Then ^Adanced through the ^Dnight The ^Gboys of the NYPD ^Achoir Were ^Dsinging 'Galway ^BmBay' And the ^Dbells were ^Gringing ^AOut for Christmas ^Dday

^DYou're a bum You're a ^Apunk You're an ^Bmold slut on j^Gunk Living ^Dthere almost dead on a drip In that ^Abed You ^Dscum bag

You cheap lousy ^Afaggot Happy ^DChristmas your ^Garse I pray ^AGod It's our ^Dlast

The boy^Gs of the NYPD ^Achoir Still s^Dinging `Galway <sup>Bm</sup>Bay` And the ^Dbells are ^Gringing ^AOut for Christmas ^DDay

I could have ^Dbeen someone Well, So could ^Ganyone You took my ^Ddreams From me when I first ^Afound you I kept them ^Dwith me babe I put them ^Gwith my own Can't make it ^Dall alone I've built my dreams ^Aaround ^Dyou

The boy^Gs of the NYPD ^Achoir Still ^DSinging `Galway <sup>Bm</sup>Bay` And the ^Dbells are ^Gringing ^AOut for Christmas ^DDay