Fairytale Of New York Chords by The Pogues  &  Ella Finer

[Verse]
G Asus4 A D
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Asus4  D         A7  D   
It was Christmas eve babe
             G   
In the drunk tank
                D    
An old man said to me
          G          
Won't see another one
A                D     
And then he sang a song
             G           
The Rare Old Mountain Dew
                 D   
I turned my face away
            D        
And dreamed about you
A7  A    D        
Got on a lucky one
A       G              
Came in eighteen to one
            D      
But I got a feeling
                      G  
This years for me and you
A  G     D        
So happy Christmas
           G   
I love you baby
            D          
I can see a better time
         A          D        
When all our dreams come true
G A D A G A
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[Chorus]
D                    A   
They got cars big as bars
     Bm            G   
They got rivers of gold
                         D          
But the wind blows right through you
                      A  
It's no place for the old
                  Bm7      
When I first took your hand
     D              G  
On a cold christmas eve
                    A       
Well I promised you Broadway
                D  
Was waiting for you
                        D     
I was handsome you were pretty
                  A   
Queen of New York city
                       G      
When the band finished playing
A                   D   
They howled out for more
            D       
Sinatra was swinging
                         A      
All the drunks they were singing
                   G     
And we kissed on a corner
A      G                
Danced through the night
    G                     
The boys of the NYPD choir
              D      Bm 
Still singing Galway Bay
                  G          
And the bells are ringing out
A             Bm 
For Christmas day


[Inst]
G D A Bm7 D G A
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D           
You're a bum


[Bridge]
         D   
You're a punk
                   A      
You're an old slut on junk
                   G         A            D  
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
                D     
You scumbag you maggot
                A     
You cheap lousy faggot
                     G   
Happy Christmas your arse
       A        D       
I pray God it's our last
            G             
The boys of the NYPD choir
              D      Bm 
Still singing Galway Bay
                  G          
And the bells are ringing out
A                
For Christmas day


[Verse]
D G D G D A
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                  D      
I could have been someone
              G     
Well so could anyone
                        D 
You took my dreams from me
                   A  
When I first found you
                    D   
I kept them with me babe
                   G  
I put them with my own
                  D    
Can't make it all alone
              G             D  
I've built my dreams around you
G                         
The boys of the NYPD choir
D                    Bm 
Still singing Galway Bay
        D                    
And the bells are ringing out
D                
For Christmas day


[Solo]
G D A D G D A D
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A D G D A D G D
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A D A D G D A D
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G D A D
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[Outro]
G               
Ella Jem for you