Fairytale Of New York chords by Saara Aalto

• Difficulty: Beginner

Intro:

A G G G G A D

Verse 1:
A         G         D                G
   It was Christmas Eve babe, In the drunktank
           D                 G    A
An old man said to me, won't see another one
    G              D               G
And then he sang a song , The Rare Old Mountain Dew
                     D         G        A    D
And I turned my face away, and dreamed about you

A      G    D                     G
   Got on a lucky one Came in eighteen to one
           D                       A
I've got a feeling this year's for me and you,
   G     D                     G
So happy Christmas, I love you baby
            D                 G       A           D
I can see a better time, when all our dreams come true

Interlude:
D G G D G A D
D D A D G A D

Verse 2:
            D           A                G         D
They've got cars Big as bars they’ve got rivers of gold
        D                                                   A
But the wind goes right through you, it’s no place for the old
         D             Bm        D              G
When you first took my hand on a cold Christmas Eve
    D                        A           D
You promised me Broadway was waiting for me
         D
You were handsome
D
You were pretty, Queen of New York City
                       G            A              D
When the band finished playing they howled out for more
  D                                           A
Sinatra was swinging all the drunks they were singing
   D             G           A                  D
We kissed on the corner then danced through the night

Chorus:
    G                           D               Bm
The boys of the NYPD choir were singing “Galway Bay”
        D          G       A                 D
And the bells were ringing out for Christmas day

Interlude:
D D D G
D D D D
D D D G
D D D D

Verse 3:
         D
You're a bum
You're a punk
                      A
You're an old slut on junk
       D            G         A            D
Living there almost dead on a drip in that bed
    D                                    A
You scum bag you maggot, you cheap lousy faggot
      D              G           A            D
Happy Christmas your arse I pray God it’s our last

Chorus:
    G                            D               Bm
The boys of the NYPD choir still singing “Galway Bay”
        D          G       A                 D
And the bells were ringing out for Christmas day

Interlude:
D G G
G G A
D A A

Verse 4:
A             D
 I could have been someone
D               G
Well, So could anyone
            D                           A
You took my dreams from me when I first found you
  G         D                        G
I kept them with me babe, I put them with my own
              D                        G       A     D
Can't make it all alone, I've built my dreams around you

Chorus:
    G                            D               Bm
The boys of the NYPD choir still singing “Galway Bay”
        D          G       A                 D
And the bells were ringing out for Christmas day

Outro:
D D D D G G
G G D D
D D A A
A A D D
D G G G G D D
D D A A
A A D D
D D G G
G G
        D
And the bells were ringing out for Christmas day