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Fairytale Of New York 
Medium
by The Pogues
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It was christmas eve babe
in the drunk tank
an old man said to me, won't see another one
and then he a song
the rare old mountain dew
I turned my face away
and dreamed you
Got on a lucky one
came in to one
I've got a feeling
this year's for me and you
so 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
but the goes right through you
it's no place for the old
you took my hand
on a eve
you promised me
broadway was waiting for me
You handsome
you pretty
queen of new york city
when the band finished playing
they howled out for more
sinatra was swinging,
all the drunks were singing
we on a corner
then the night
The boys of the nypd choir
were singing "galway bay"
and the bells were out
for christmas day
You're a bum
you're a punk
you're an old on junk
there almost dead on a drip in that bed
you scumbag, you maggot
you cheap lousy faggot
happy christmas your arse
I pray god it's our last
the boys of the nypd choir
still singing "galway bay"
and the bells were out
for christmas day
I have been someone
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
can't make it all alone
I've built my around you
The boys of the nypd choir
still singing "galway bay"
and the bells are ringing out
for christmas day
in the drunk tank
an old man said to me, won't see another one
and then he a song
the rare old mountain dew
I turned my face away
and dreamed you
Got on a lucky one
came in to one
I've got a feeling
this year's for me and you
so 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
but the goes right through you
it's no place for the old
you took my hand
on a eve
you promised me
broadway was waiting for me
You handsome
you pretty
queen of new york city
when the band finished playing
they howled out for more
sinatra was swinging,
all the drunks were singing
we on a corner
then the night
The boys of the nypd choir
were singing "galway bay"
and the bells were out
for christmas day
You're a bum
you're a punk
you're an old on junk
there almost dead on a drip in that bed
you scumbag, you maggot
you cheap lousy faggot
happy christmas your arse
I pray god it's our last
the boys of the nypd choir
still singing "galway bay"
and the bells were out
for christmas day
I have been someone
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
can't make it all alone
I've built my around you
The boys of the nypd choir
still singing "galway bay"
and the bells are ringing out
for christmas day
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