Fairytale Of New York Piano Notes The Pogues

It was Christmas Eve babe
A-A-DC#E C#D
In the drunk tank
D+C#+C#+B
An old man said to me,
BC#+D+ AGF#
Won’t see another one
DGF#F#EE
And then he sang a song
A-A-D C#E C#D
The Rare Old Mountain Dew
D+D+C#+ C#+BB
I turned my face away
BC#+D+ AGF#
And dreamed about you
DGF#E DD

Got on a lucky one
A-A-DC#E C#D
Came in eighteen to one
D+D+C#+ D+C#+B
I’ve got a feeling
BC#+D+ AGF#
This year’s for me and you
DGF#F#EE
So happy Christmas
A-A-D C#E C#D
I love you baby
D+D+C#+ C#+BB
I can see a better time
BC#+D+ AGF#
When all our dreams come true
DGF#E DD

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

It was Christmas Eve babe
A3 A3 D4 C#4 E4, C#4 D4
In the drunk tank
D5 C#5 C#5 B4
An old man said to me,
B4 C#5 D5, A4 G4 F#4
Won’t see another one
D4 G4 F#4 F#4 E4 E4
And then he sang a song
A3 A3 D4, C#4 E4, C#4 D4
The Rare Old Mountain Dew
D5 D5 C#5, C#5 B4 B4
I turned my face away
B4 C#5 D5, A4 G4 F#4
And dreamed about you
D4 G4 F#4 E4, D4 D4

Got on a lucky one
A3 A3 D4 C#4 E4, C#4 D4
Came in eighteen to one
D5 D5 C#5, D5 C#5 B4
I’ve got a feeling
B4 C#5 D5, A4 G4 F#4
This year’s for me and you
D4 G4 F#4 F#4 E4 E4
So happy Christmas
A3 A3 D4, C#4 E4, C#4 D4
I love you baby
D5 D5 C#5, C#5 B4 B4
I can see a better time
B4 C#5 D5, A4 G4 F#4
When all our dreams come true
D4 G4 F#4 E4, D4 D4

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

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 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 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 took my hand
On a cold Christmas Eve
You promised me
Broadway was waiting for me

You were handsome
You were pretty
Queen of New York City
When the band finished playing
They howled out for more
Sinatra was swinging
All the drunks they were singing
We kissed on the corner
Then danced through the night

The boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing ‘Galway Bay’
And the bells are 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 drip in that bed

You scumbag
You maggot
You cheap lousy faggot
Happy Christmas your arse
I pray God
It’s our last

The boys of the NYPD choir
Still singing ‘Galway Bay’
And the bells are ringing
Out for Christmas day

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

The boys of the NYPD choir
Still singing ‘Galway Bay’
And the bells are ringing
Out for Christmas day