048. Fairytale of New York

Interpretation von: the Pogues

Basisaccord: C-Dur

Hauptinterpret: Siegi + Ingrid

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https://music.apple.com/at/album/fairytale-of-new-york-feat-kirsty-maccoll/608061502?i=608061506	https://open.spotify.com/intl-de/track/4soJpnUFA0SPs7XTi6QIVp?si=7996b964ec364b60	https://youtu.be/j9jbdgZidu8?si=A2HHJBtsv0NnPH8i

C F C G

C F C G

C G

And then a slight change to:

C F C G

C G C F

G C

Then the third part is:

C

C

C F G C

C F G C

F C A

C F G C

It’s just that repeated. But here how the timing is roughly.

C F

It was Christmas Eve babe in the drunk tank

C G

An old man said to me, won’t see another one

C F

And then he sang a song The Rare Old Mountain Dew

C G C G

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

There’s gonna be some goodtime when all our dreams come true

C F

They’ve got cars big as bars, they’ve got rivers of gold

C G

But the wind goes right through you; it’s no place for the old

C G

When you first took my hand, on a cold Christmas Eve

C F G C

You promised me Broadway was waiting for me.

C

You were handsome you were pretty, queen of New York City

C F G C

When the band finished playing they howled out for more

C

Sinatra was swinging, all the drunks they were singing

C F G C

We kissed on a corner then danced through the night.

Chorus:

F C A

The boys of the NYPD choir were singing „Galway Bay“

C F G C

And the bells were ringing out for Christmas day

C F

I could have been someone, well so could anyone

C G

You took my dreams from me when I first found you

C F

I kept them with me babe; I put them with my own

C G C G

Can’t make it all alone, I’ve built my dreams around you

Chorus:F C A

The boys of the NYPD choir were singing „Galway Bay“

C F G C

And the bells were ringing out for Christmas day

C F

You’re a bum, you’re a punk, you’re an old slut on junk

C G

Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed

C

You scumbag, you maggot, you cheap lousy faggot

C F G C

Happy Christmas my arse, I’d rather be dead.

Last chorus:

F C A

The boys of the NYPD choir were singing „Galway Bay“

C F G C

And the bells were ringing out for Christmas day

C F

So happy Christmas, I love you baby

C G C G

There’s gonna be some goodtime when all our dreams come true

C

So, happy christmas, I love you baby