Fairytale Of New York The Pogues akordy

It was Christmas ^CEve, babe In the ^Fdrunk tank

An old man ^Csaid to me, won't see ^Gsus4another one ^G

And then he ^Csang a song, The Rare O ^Fld Mountain Dew

I turned my ^Cface away and dreamed a ^Gbout ^Cyou ^G

Got on a ^Clucky one, came in eigh ^Fteen to one

I've got a ^Cfeeling this year's for ^Gsus4me and you ^G

So happy ^CChristmas, I love you ^Fbaby

I can see a ^Cbetter time when all our ^Gsus4dreams come ^Ctrue

They've got ^Ccars big as ^Gbars, they've got ^Amrivers of ^Fgold

But the ^Cwind goes right through you, it's no place for the ^Gold

When you ^Cfirst took my ^Amhand on a ^Ccold Christmas ^FEve

You ^Cpromised me Broadway was ^Gwaiting for ^Cme

You were ^Chandsome, you were pretty, queen of New York ^GCity

When the ^Cband finished ^Fplaying, they ^Ghowled out for ^Cmore

Sin ^Catra was swinging, all the drunks they were ^Gsinging

We ^Ckissed on a ^Fcorner then ^Gdanced through the ^Cnight

You're a ^Cbum, you're a punk, you're an old slut on ^Gjunk

Lying ^Cthere almost ^Fdead on a ^Gdrip in that ^Cbed

You ^Cscumbag, you maggot, you cheap lousy ^Gfaggot

Happy ^CChristmas your ^Farse, I pray ^GGod it's our ^Clast

I could have ^Cbeen someone, well so could ^Fanyone

You took my ^Cdreams from me when I first ^Gsus4found you ^G

I kept them ^Cwith me babe, I put them ^Fwith my own

Can't make it ^C all alone, I've built my ^Fdreams a ^Ground ^Cyou