Santiano - Fairytale Of New York lyrics
[Santiano - Fairytale Of New York lyrics]
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
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 a corner and
Danced through the night
The boys of the NYPD choir
Were 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 there almost dead on a drip in that bed
You scumbag, you maggot
You cheap lousy blagget
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
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
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 a corner and
Danced through the night
The boys of the NYPD choir
Were 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 there almost dead on a drip in that bed
You scumbag, you maggot
You cheap lousy blagget
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