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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 sang a song
the rare old mountain dew
I turned my face away
and dreamed 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
I can see a time
when all our dreams come true
They've got big as bars
they've got rivers of gold
but the goes right you
it's no place for the old
when you first took my hand
on a christmas eve
you promised me
broadway was waiting for me
You were handsome
you were pretty
of new york city
when the band finished playing
they out for more
sinatra was swinging,
all the drunks were singing
we kissed on a corner
then through the night
The boys of the nypd choir
were "galway bay"
and the bells were ringing out
for day
You're a bum
you're a punk
you're an old slut on junk
lying there almost dead on a in that bed
you scumbag, you maggot
you cheap lousy faggot
happy arse
I god it's our last
the boys of the nypd choir
still "galway bay"
and the bells ringing out
for christmas day
I could been someone
well so could anyone
you my dreams from me
when I found you
I kept them 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
singing "galway bay"
and the are ringing out
for day
in the drunk tank
an old man said to me, won't see another one
and then he sang a song
the rare old mountain dew
I turned my face away
and dreamed 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
I can see a time
when all our dreams come true
They've got big as bars
they've got rivers of gold
but the goes right you
it's no place for the old
when you first took my hand
on a christmas eve
you promised me
broadway was waiting for me
You were handsome
you were pretty
of new york city
when the band finished playing
they out for more
sinatra was swinging,
all the drunks were singing
we kissed on a corner
then through the night
The boys of the nypd choir
were "galway bay"
and the bells were ringing out
for day
You're a bum
you're a punk
you're an old slut on junk
lying there almost dead on a in that bed
you scumbag, you maggot
you cheap lousy faggot
happy arse
I god it's our last
the boys of the nypd choir
still "galway bay"
and the bells ringing out
for christmas day
I could been someone
well so could anyone
you my dreams from me
when I found you
I kept them 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
singing "galway bay"
and the are ringing out
for day
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