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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 old mountain dew
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 you baby
I can see a better time
all our come true
They've got big as bars
they've got of gold
but the goes right through you
it's no place for the old
you took my hand
on a cold christmas eve
you me
broadway was waiting for me
You handsome
you were pretty
queen of new city
when the finished playing
they out for more
sinatra was swinging,
all the drunks they were singing
we on a corner
then danced through the night
The boys of the choir
were singing "galway bay"
and the were ringing out
for christmas day
You're a bum
you're a punk
you're an old slut on junk
lying there almost dead on a in bed
you scumbag, you maggot
you faggot
happy christmas your arse
I pray god it's our last
the of the nypd choir
still singing "galway bay"
and the bells were ringing out
for day
I could have been someone
well so could anyone
you took my dreams from me
when I first found you
I them with me babe
I put them my own
can't make it all alone
I've built my dreams around you
The boys of the nypd choir
"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 old mountain dew
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 you baby
I can see a better time
all our come true
They've got big as bars
they've got of gold
but the goes right through you
it's no place for the old
you took my hand
on a cold christmas eve
you me
broadway was waiting for me
You handsome
you were pretty
queen of new city
when the finished playing
they out for more
sinatra was swinging,
all the drunks they were singing
we on a corner
then danced through the night
The boys of the choir
were singing "galway bay"
and the were ringing out
for christmas day
You're a bum
you're a punk
you're an old slut on junk
lying there almost dead on a in bed
you scumbag, you maggot
you faggot
happy christmas your arse
I pray god it's our last
the of the nypd choir
still singing "galway bay"
and the bells were ringing out
for day
I could have been someone
well so could anyone
you took my dreams from me
when I first found you
I them with me babe
I put them my own
can't make it all alone
I've built my dreams around you
The boys of the nypd choir
"galway bay"
and the bells are ringing out
for christmas day
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