D                G
It was Christmas Eve babe, In the drunktank
           D                     A            
An old man said to me, won't see another one  
            D                         G
And then he sang a song, The Rare Old Mountain Dew 
            D                     A     D
I turned my face away And dreamed about you
  

         D                     G
Got on a lucky one Came in eighteen to one
           D                       A
I've got a feeling This year's for me and you
         D                    G
So happy Christmas, I love you baby
            D                         A          D
I can see a better time When all our dreams come true


            D
They've got cars
       A
Big as bars
            Bm        G
They've got rivers of gold
        D
But the wind goes right through you
                      A
It's no place for the old
         D             Bm
When you first took my hand
     D              G
On a cold Christmas Eve
    D
You promised me
             A           D
Broadway was waiting for me
         D
You were handsome

You were pretty
                  A
Queen of New York City
         D             G
When the band finished playing
     A              D
They howled out for more
D
Sinatra was swinging
                         A
All the drunks they were singing
   D             G
We kissed on the corner
     A                  D
Then danced through the night
    G                A
The boys of the NYPD choir
     D               Bm
Were singing 'Galway Bay'
        D          G
And the bells were ringing
A                 D 
Out for Christmas day

Interlude:
    D G
    D A
    D G
    D A D


D
You're a bum
         A
You're a punk
          Bm           G
You're an old slut on junk
       D                     
Living there almost dead 
                  A
on a drip In that bed
    D
You scum bag

You maggot
                A
You cheap lousy faggot
      D              G
Happy Christmas your arse
       A
I pray God
         D   
It's our last


       G             A
The boys of the NYPD choir
       D              Bm
Still singing `Galway Bay`
        D         G
And the bells are ringing
A                 D
Out for Christmas Day


             D                           G
I could have been someone Well, So could anyone
            D                           A
You took my dreams From me when I first found you
            D                       G
I kept them with me babe I put them with my own
              D                              A      D
Can't make it all alone I've built my dreams around you


       G             A
The boys of the NYPD choir
      D               Bm
Still Singing `Galway Bay`
        D         G
And the bells are ringing
A                 D
Out for Christmas Day
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