Fairytale of New York Lyrics

It was Christmas Eve, babe

In the drunk tank

An old man said to me, won't see another one

And then he sang a song

The Rare Old Mountain Dew

I turned my face away

And dreamed about you

Got on a lucky one

Came in 18 to one

I've got a feeling

This year's for me and you

So happy Christmas

I love you, baby

I can see a better time

When all our dreams come true

They've got cars big as bars

They've got rivers of gold

The wind blows right through you

It's no place for the old

When you first took my hand

On a cold Christmas Eve

You told me that

Broadway was waiting for me

You were handsome

You were pretty

Queen of New York City

When the band finished playing

They'd howl out for more

Sinatra was swinging

All the drunks, they were singing

We kissed on a corner

Then danced through the night

The boys of the NYPD choir

Were singing Galway Bay

And the bells were ringing out

For Christmas Day

You're a bum You're a punk

And you're still on that junk

Lying near dead on a drip in your bed

You scumbag, you maggot

You're mean and I've had it

Happy Christmas your ass

I pray God, it's our last

And the boys of the NYPD choir

Were singing Galway Bay

And the bells are ringing out

For Christmas Day

I could have been someone

Well, so could anyone

You took my dreams from me

When I first found you

I kept them with me, babe

I put them with my own

I can't make it all alone

I've built my dreams around you

And the boys of the NYPD choir

Still singing Galway Bay

And the bells are ringing out

For Christmas Day