Christy Moore – Fairytale Of New York (Ukulele)

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Chords

This is the way he played it on jools holland, Capo on First fret. Basically chords like this for first two verses: C F C G C F C G C G And then a slight change to: C F C G C G C F G C Then the third part is: C C F G C C C F G C F C A C F G C It's just that repeated. But here how the timing is roughly.
C			F
It was Christmas Eve babe in the drunk tank

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

C			  F
And then he sang a song The Rare Old Mountain Dew

C		                 G           C           G
I turned my face away and dreamed about you.
Got on a lucky one came in eighteen to one I've got a feeling this year's for me and you So happy Christmas, I love you baby There's gonna be some goodtime when all our dreams come true
C				F
They've got cars big as bars, they've got rivers of gold

C				G
But the wind goes right through you; it's no place for the old

C				G
When you first took my hand, on a cold Christmas Eve

C		F		G		C
You promised me Broadway was waiting for me.

C
You were handsome you were pretty, queen of New York City

C                     F                      G                               C
When the band finished playing they howled out for more

C
Sinatra was swinging, all the drunks they were singing

C                     F                      G                            C
We kissed on a corner then danced through the night.
Chorus:
F                      C                                        A
The boys of the NYPD choir were singing "Galway Bay"

C                  F                   G                       C
And the bells were ringing out for Christmas day

C                                         F
I could have been someone, well so could anyone

C                                           G
You took my dreams from me when I first found you

C                                      F
I kept them with me babe; I put them with my own

C                      G                 C                                 G
Can't make it all alone, I've built my dreams around you
Chorus:
F                      C                                        A
The boys of the NYPD choir were singing "Galway Bay"

C                  F                   G                       C
And the bells were ringing out for Christmas day

C                                          F
You're a bum, you're a punk, you're an old slut on junk

C                                  G
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed

C
You scumbag, you maggot, you cheap lousy faggot

C                        F            G                 C
Happy Christmas my arse, I'd rather be dead.
Last chorus:
F                      C                                        A
The boys of the NYPD choir were singing "Galway Bay"

C                  F                   G                       C
And the bells were ringing out for Christmas day

C                              F
So happy Christmas, I love you baby

C                   G                          C                                      G
There's gonna be some goodtime when all our dreams come true

C
So, happy christmas, I love you baby