{"id":293,"date":"2025-04-17T12:59:23","date_gmt":"2025-04-17T10:59:23","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.glife.org\/KissMeIamIrish\/?page_id=293"},"modified":"2025-12-01T08:20:15","modified_gmt":"2025-12-01T07:20:15","slug":"43-fairytale-of-new-york","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.glife.org\/KissMeIamIrish\/?page_id=293","title":{"rendered":"048. Fairytale of New York"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
the Pogues<\/td>C-Dur<\/strong><\/td>Sigi <\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

Getragen<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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C<\/td><\/td><\/td>F<\/td>C<\/td><\/td>G<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

It was Christmas Eve babe in the drunk tank<\/strong>, An old man said to me, won’t see another one<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

C<\/td><\/td><\/td>F<\/td>C<\/td>G<\/td>C<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

And then he sang a song The Rare Old Mountain Dew<\/strong>, I turned my face away and dreamed about you.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

C<\/td><\/td><\/td>F<\/td>C<\/td><\/td>G<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

Got on a lucky one came in eighteen to one<\/strong>, I’ve got a feeling this year’s for me and you<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

C<\/td><\/td><\/td>F<\/td>C<\/td><\/td>G<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

So happy Christmas, I love you baby<\/strong>, There’s gonna be some goodtime when all our dreams come true<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Zwischenspiel<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Schwungvoll<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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C<\/td><\/td><\/td>F<\/td>C<\/td><\/td>G<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

They’ve got cars big as bars, they’ve got rivers of gold<\/strong>, But the wind goes right through you; it’s no place for the old<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

C<\/td><\/td><\/td>F<\/td>C<\/td><\/td>G<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

When you first took my hand, on a cold Christmas Eve<\/strong>, You promised me Broadway was waiting for me.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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C<\/td><\/td><\/td><\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

You were handsome, you were pretty, queen of New York City<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

C<\/td>F<\/td>G<\/td>C<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

When the band finished playing they howled out for more<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

C<\/td><\/td><\/td><\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

Sinatra was swinging, all the drunks they were singing<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

C<\/td>F<\/td>G<\/td>C<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

We kissed on a corner then danced through the night.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Chorus:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

F<\/td>C<\/td><\/td>A<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

The boys of the NYPD choir were singing „Galway Bay“<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

C<\/td>F<\/td>G<\/td>C<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

And the bells were ringing out for Christmas day<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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I could have been someone, well so could anyone<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

You took my dreams from me when I first found you<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

I kept them with me babe; I put them with my own<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Can’t make it all alone, I’ve built my dreams around you<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Chorus<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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You’re a bum, you’re a punk,<\/em> you’re an old slut on junk<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

You scumbag, you maggot, you cheap lousy faggot<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Happy Christmas my arse, I’d rather be dead.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Chorus:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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C<\/td><\/td>F<\/td><\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

So happy Christmas, I love you baby<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

C<\/td>G<\/td>C<\/td>C<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

There’s gonna be some goodtime when all our dreams come true<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Fade Out Melodie<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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