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