Fairytale of New York Chords by The Pogues

[Start]

[Verse]
G A D Asus4
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G      D                 
It was Christmas Eve babe
       G         
In the drunk tank
           D                    Asus4       A7
An old man said to me won't see another one ■ 
            D          
And then he sang a song
G                        
The Rare Old Mountain Dew
                 D   
I turned my face away
    A             D  
And dreamed about you


[Chorus]
A7             D  
Got on a lucky one
     G              Gmaj7
Came in eighteen to one  
G            D      
■ I've got a feeling
            Asus4      A7 
This year's for me and you
         D        
So happy Christmas
           G   
I love you baby
            D          
I can see a better time
             D               
When all our dreams come true


[Inst]
G A G A D G A
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[Verse]
            D           A   
They've got cars big as bars
            Bm            
They've got rivers of gold
        D                          
But the wind goes right through you
        D                
It's no place for the old
         Bm7               
When you first took my hand
     D                 
On a cold Christmas Eve
    D          
You promised me
             A             
Broadway was waiting for me
         D       
You were handsome
         D     
You were pretty
      D               
Queen of New York City
         G                    
When the band finished playing
A                       
They howled out for more
D                   
Sinatra was swinging
    D                           
All the drunks they were singing
   G                 
We kissed on a corner
     A                       
Then danced through the night


[Chorus]
    G                     
The boys of the NYPD choir
D            Bm     D  
Were singing Galway Bay
                   G       A  
And the bells were ringing out
              D  
For Christmas day
Bm D Bm7 D A
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[Verse]
         D  
You're a bum
         D   
You're a punk
          D               
You're an old slut on junk
G                            A               
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
    D                 
You scumbag you maggot
    D                 
You cheap lousy faggot
G                        
Happy Christmas your arse
       A                
I pray God it's our last


[Chorus]
G                         
The boys of the NYPD choir
D                    Bm7
Still singing Galway Bay
        D         G       A  
And the bells are ringing out
              D  
For Christmas day
G D A D A
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[Verse]
             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
                     A      D G  
I've built my dreams around ■ you
                     A    
The boys of the NYPD choir
D                       
Still singing Galway Bay
Bm7     D                    
And the bells are ringing out
A             D  
For Christmas day


[Solo]
G D A D G D G A
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D A D G D A D A
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[Outro]
D G D A7 A D G Gmaj7
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G D A D G
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