Capo 1st fret

Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

 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

 Got on a lucky one

 Came in eighteen to one

 I’ve got a feeling

 This year for me and you

 So happy Christmas

 I love you baby

 I can see a better time

 When all our dreams come true

 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

 Then 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 faggot

 Happy Christmas your arse

 I pray God its our last

 The boys of the NYPD choir

 Were singing Galway bay

 And the bells were 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

 Were singing Galway bay

 And the bells were ringing out

 For Christmas day