Other Exercises
Fairytale Of New York 
Medium
by The Pogues
Fill In the blanks, then press Score to check your answers
It was eve babe
in the drunk tank
an old man 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 about you
Got on a one
came in 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 better time
when all our dreams come true
They've got cars big as bars
they've got rivers of gold
but the wind goes right through you
it's no place for the old
when you first my hand
on a christmas eve
you promised me
broadway was waiting for me
You were handsome
you were pretty
queen of new city
when the band finished playing
howled out for more
sinatra was swinging,
all the they were singing
we kissed on a corner
through the night
The boys of the choir
were singing "galway bay"
and the ringing out
for christmas day
You're a bum
you're a punk
you're an old slut on junk
lying there dead on a drip in that bed
you scumbag, you maggot
you lousy faggot
happy your arse
I pray god it's our last
the boys of the nypd choir
still singing "galway bay"
and the bells were ringing out
for christmas day
I could have been someone
well so anyone
you took my dreams from me
when I first found you
I kept them with me babe
I put with my own
can't it all alone
I've built my dreams you
The of the nypd choir
still singing "galway bay"
and the are ringing out
for day
in the drunk tank
an old man 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 about you
Got on a one
came in 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 better time
when all our dreams come true
They've got cars big as bars
they've got rivers of gold
but the wind goes right through you
it's no place for the old
when you first my hand
on a christmas eve
you promised me
broadway was waiting for me
You were handsome
you were pretty
queen of new city
when the band finished playing
howled out for more
sinatra was swinging,
all the they were singing
we kissed on a corner
through the night
The boys of the choir
were singing "galway bay"
and the ringing out
for christmas day
You're a bum
you're a punk
you're an old slut on junk
lying there dead on a drip in that bed
you scumbag, you maggot
you lousy faggot
happy your arse
I pray god it's our last
the boys of the nypd choir
still singing "galway bay"
and the bells were ringing out
for christmas day
I could have been someone
well so anyone
you took my dreams from me
when I first found you
I kept them with me babe
I put with my own
can't it all alone
I've built my dreams you
The of the nypd choir
still singing "galway bay"
and the are ringing out
for day
Click any word to get definition.
( Automatic Translation )
Con tecnología de Microsoft® Translator
