Irish Tenors - Fairytale Of New York lyrics

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It was Christmas eve, babe

In the drunk tank

An old man said to me

Won't see another one

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 had a feeling that years

For me and you

Said, "Happy Christmas

I love you, baby

I can see a better time

When all our dreams come true"

They got cars, big as bars

They got rivers of gold

But the wind blows right through you

It's no place for the old

When I first took your hand

All your fingers were blue

Well, I promised you Broadway

Was waiting for you

I was 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

And we kissed on a corner

Danced through the night

And the boys of the NYPD choir

Were singing, 'Galway Bay'

And the bells were ringing out

For Christmas day

Be a bum, it was a clutter

And smell like the gutter

While sad broken promises

Lay with the trash

Every cold chilly night

We'd end up in a fight

And I'd pray as you'd yell

That as train rattled past

And the boys of the NYPD choir

Still singing, 'Galway Bay'

And the bells were ringing out

Christmas day

I could have been someone

Say, so could anyone

That I took your dreams from you

When you first found me

But I kept them with me, babe

I put them with my own

Can't make it all alone

Built my dreams around you

It's Christmas eve again

In the drunk tank

I'm an old man now

I won't see another one

So I'll sing a song

And sleep when I'm through

Dream of another life

Where all our dreams came true