The Pogues – Fairytale Of New York (Ukulele)

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[Verse]
                 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
[Verse]
            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
[Interlude] D G D A D G D A D [Verse]
D
You're a bum

         A
You're a punk

          Bm           G
You're an old slut on junk

       D                     
Living there almost dead 

                  A
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
[Chorus]
       G             A
The boys of the NYPD choir

       D              Bm
Still singing `Galway Bay`

        D         G
And the bells are ringing

A                 D
Out for Christmas Day
[Bridge]
             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
[Chorus]
       G             A
The boys of the NYPD choir

      D               Bm
Still Singing `Galway Bay`

        D         G
And the bells are ringing

A                 D
Out for Christmas Day