Fairytale Of New York Lyrics - Live At The Point - Christy Moore

It was Christmas Eve, babe, in the drunk tank 

An old man said, "Son, I won't see another one" 

And then he sang a song, a rare old mountain tune 

I turned my eyes away, and I thought about you 

I got on a lucky one, came in at 18/1 

I've got a feeling this year's for me and you 

So Happy Christmas, I love you baby 

There's going to be good times 

When all our dreams come true. 

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They've got cars big as bars 

They've got rivers of gold 

But the wind blows right through you 

It's no place for the old 

When I first took your hand on a cold Christmas Eve 

I told you that Broadway was waiting for me. 

You were handsome and pretty, queen of New York city 

When the band finished playing, the crowd howled for more 

Sinatra was swinging, and the crowd they were singing 

We kissed on the corner and danced round the floor. 

And the boys from the New York police choir were singin' Galway Bay 

And the bells were ringin' out on Christmas Day 

I could have been someone and so could anyone 

I took my dreams from you when I first met you 

I kept them with me, babe, and put them with my own 

I can't make it all alone 

I've built my dreams around you. 

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You're a bum you're a punk you're an aul hoor on junk 

Lyin' there on the drip nearly dead in the bed 

You scumbag you maggot you cheap lousy faggot 

Happy Christmas me arse, I would rather be dead... 

And the boys from the New York police choir were singin' Galway Bay 

And the bells were ringin' out on Christmas Day