Song :
A
Intro :
D G A D G A
D G
It was Christmas Eve babe, In the drunktank
D A
An old man said to me, won't see another one
D G
And then he sang a song, The Rare Old Mountain Dew
D A D
I turned my face away And dreamed about you
D G
Got on a lucky one Came in eighteen to one
D A
I've got a feeling This year's for me and you
D G
So happy Christmas, I love you baby
D A D
I can see a better time When all our dreams come true
G A D A
D G D A D G A D
D
They've got cars
A
Big as bars
Bm G
They've got rivers of gold
D
But the wind goes right through you
A
It's no place for the old
D Bm
When you first took my hand
D G
On a cold Christmas Eve
D
You promised me
A D
Broadway was waiting for me
D
You were handsome
You were pretty
A
Queen of New York City
D G
When the band finished playing
A D
They howled out for more
D
Sinatra was swinging
A
All the drunks they were singing
D G
We kissed on the corner
A D
Then danced through the night
G A
The boys of the NYPD choir
D Bm
Were singing 'Galway Bay'
D G
And the bells were ringing
A D
Out for Christmas day
Short Instrumental
D A Bm G
D Bm D A
D Bm D G
D D A D
D
You're a bum
A
You're a punk
A
You're an old slut on junk
D G
Living there almost dead
A D
on a drip In that bed
D
You scum bag
You maggot
A
You cheap lousy faggot
D G
Happy Christmas your arse
A
I pray God
D
It's our last
G Bm A
The boys of the NYPD choir
D Bm
were singing `Galway Bay`
D G
And the bells are ringing
A D
Out for Christmas Day
Instrumental
D G D A D
D G
I could have been someone Well, So could anyone
D A
You took my dreams From me when I first found you
D G
I kept them with me babe I put them with my own
D A D
Can't make it all alone I've built my dreams around you
G Bm A
The boys of the NYPD choir
D Bm
Were singing `Galway Bay`
D
And the bells are ringing
D
Out for Christmas Day
G D A
D G D D A D
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