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{title: Fairytale of New York}
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{artist: The Pogues}
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{album: Best of the Pogues}
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{cover: best-of-the-pogues}
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{language: english}
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{columns: 2}
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{capo: 2}
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{define: C frets X 3 2 0 1 0}
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{define: F base-fret 1 frets 0 2 2 1 0 0}
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{define: G frets 3 2 0 0 0 3}
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{define: Am frets X 0 2 2 1 0}
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It was Christmas [C]Eve babe
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In the [F]drunk tank
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An old man [C]said to me
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Won't see an[G]other one
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And then he [C]sang a song
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The Rare Old [F]Mountain Dew
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And I turned my [C]face away
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And [F]dreamed a[G]bout [C]you
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Got on a lucky one
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Came in eighteen to one
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I've got a feeling
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This year's for me and you
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So happy Christmas
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I love you baby
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I can see a better time
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When all our dreams come true
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{partition: Fairytale_of_New_York.ly}
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They've got [C]cars
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Big as [G]bars
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They've got [Am]rivers of [F]gold
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But the [C]wind goes right through you
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It's no place for the [G]old
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When you [C]first took my [Am]hand
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On a [C]cold Christmas [F]Eve
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You [C]promised me
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Broadway was [G]waiting for [C]me
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[C]You were handsome
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You were pretty
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Queen of New York [G]City
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When the [C]band finished [F]playing
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They [G]howled out for [C]more
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Sinatra was swinging
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All the drunks they were singing
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We kissed on the corner
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Then danced through the night
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{start_of_chorus}
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The [F]boys of the NY[Am]PD [G]choir
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Were [C]singing ``Galway [Am]Bay''
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And the [C]bells were [F]ringing
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[G]Out for Christmas [C]day
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{end_of_chorus}
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You're a bum
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You're a punk
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You're an old slut on junk
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Living there almost dead
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On a drip in that bed
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You scum bag
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You maggot
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You cheap lousy faggot
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Happy Christmas your arse
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I pray God it's our last
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I could have been someone
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So could anyone
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You took my dreams from me
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When I first found you
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I kept them with me babe
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I put them with my own
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Can't make it all alone
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I've built my dreams around you
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