Capo - 7th fret
[Verse 1]
G C
It was Christmas Eve babe, In the drunktank
G D
An old man said to me, won't see another one
G C
And then he sang a song, The Rare Old Mountain Dew
G C D G
I turned my face away And dreamed about you
[Verse 2]
G C
Got on a lucky one Came in eighteen to one
G D
I've got a feeling This year's for me and you
G C
So happy Christmas, I love you baby
G C D G
I can see a better time When all our dreams come true
[Verse 3]
G
They've got cars
D
Big as bars
Em C
They've got rivers of gold
G
But the wind goes right through you
D
It's no place for the old
G Em
When you first took my hand
G C
On a cold Christmas Eve
G
You promised me
C D G
Broadway was waiting for me
[Verse 4]
G
You were handsome
You were pretty
D
Queen of New York City
G C
When the band finished playing
D G
They howled out for more
G
Sinatra was swinging
D
All the drunks they were singing
G C
We kissed on the corner
D G
Then danced through the night
[Chorus]
C D
The boys of the NYPD choir
G Em
Were singing 'Galway Bay'
G C
And the bells were ringing
D G
Out for Christmas day
[Instrumental]
G C
G D
G C
G D G
[Verse 5]
G
You're a bum
D
You're a punk
Em C
You're an old gal on junk
G
Living there almost dead
D
on a drip In that bed
G
You scum bag
You maggot
D
You cheap lousy blaggar
G C
Happy Christmas your muggar
D
I pray God
G
It's our last
[Chorus]
C D
The boys of the NYPD choir
G Em
Still singing `Galway Bay`
G C
And the bells are ringing
D G
Out for Christmas Day
[Verse 6]
G C
I could have been someone Well, So could anyone
G D
You took my dreams From me when I first found you
G C
I kept them with me babe I put them with my own
G D G
Can't make it all alone I've built my dreams around you
[Chorus]
C D
The boys of the NYPD choir
G Em
Still Singing `Galway Bay`
G C
And the bells are ringing
D G
Out for Christmas Day
[Outro]
G C
G D
G C
G D G
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's 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
And we kissed on a corner
Then danced through the night
And 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 cut on junk
Lying there almost dead
On a drip in that bed"
"You scumbag, you maggot
You cheap lousy blagger
Merry Christmas, you mugger
I pray God it's our last"
The boys of the NYPD choir
Still singing 'Galway Bay'
And the bells are 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 took them with me, babe
I kept them with my own
Can't make it all alone
I've built my dreams around you"
The boys of the NYPD choir
Still singing 'Galway Bay'
And the bells are ringing out
For Christmas day
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