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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 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 you baby
I can see a time
when all our come true
They've got cars big as bars
they've got rivers of gold
but the wind right through you
it's no for the old
when you first my hand
on a cold christmas eve
you promised me
broadway was for me
You were handsome
you pretty
queen of new york city
when the band playing
they out for more
was swinging,
all the they singing
we kissed on a corner
then through the night
The boys of the choir
singing "galway bay"
and the bells were ringing out
for christmas day
You're a bum
you're a punk
you're an old slut on junk
lying dead on a in bed
you scumbag, you maggot
you cheap lousy faggot
happy christmas arse
I pray god it's our last
the boys of the choir
still singing "galway bay"
and the were ringing out
for christmas day
I could have been someone
so could anyone
you took my from me
I first found you
I kept them with me babe
I put them with my own
can't 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
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 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 you baby
I can see a time
when all our come true
They've got cars big as bars
they've got rivers of gold
but the wind right through you
it's no for the old
when you first my hand
on a cold christmas eve
you promised me
broadway was for me
You were handsome
you pretty
queen of new york city
when the band playing
they out for more
was swinging,
all the they singing
we kissed on a corner
then through the night
The boys of the choir
singing "galway bay"
and the bells were ringing out
for christmas day
You're a bum
you're a punk
you're an old slut on junk
lying dead on a in bed
you scumbag, you maggot
you cheap lousy faggot
happy christmas arse
I pray god it's our last
the boys of the choir
still singing "galway bay"
and the were ringing out
for christmas day
I could have been someone
so could anyone
you took my from me
I first found you
I kept them with me babe
I put them with my own
can't 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
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