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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 to me, won't see another one
and then he sang a song
the rare old mountain dew
I turned my away
and dreamed about you
Got on a lucky one
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
when all our come true
They've got cars big as bars
they've got rivers of gold
but the wind goes you
it's no place for the old
when you first took my hand
on a eve
you promised me
broadway was waiting for me
You were handsome
you pretty
of new york city
when the band playing
they howled out for more
sinatra was swinging,
all the drunks they were singing
we kissed on a corner
then danced the night
The boys of the nypd choir
"galway bay"
and the 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 faggot
happy arse
I god it's our last
the boys of the nypd choir
"galway bay"
and the bells out
for christmas day
I could have someone
well so could anyone
you my dreams from me
when I first found you
I kept them me babe
I put them with my own
can't make it all alone
I've my dreams you
The boys of the choir
still singing "galway bay"
and the bells are ringing out
for christmas 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 away
and dreamed about you
Got on a lucky one
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
when all our come true
They've got cars big as bars
they've got rivers of gold
but the wind goes you
it's no place for the old
when you first took my hand
on a eve
you promised me
broadway was waiting for me
You were handsome
you pretty
of new york city
when the band playing
they howled out for more
sinatra was swinging,
all the drunks they were singing
we kissed on a corner
then danced the night
The boys of the nypd choir
"galway bay"
and the 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 faggot
happy arse
I god it's our last
the boys of the nypd choir
"galway bay"
and the bells out
for christmas day
I could have someone
well so could anyone
you my dreams from me
when I first found you
I kept them me babe
I put them with my own
can't make it all alone
I've my dreams you
The boys of the choir
still singing "galway bay"
and the bells are ringing out
for christmas day
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