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It was Christmas Eve babe In the drunk tank
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An old man said to me, won't see another one
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And then he sang a song
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The Rare Old Mountain Dew And I turned my face away
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And dreamed about  you
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Got on a   lucky one Came in eighteen to one
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I've got a feeling This year's for me and you
   Sol/Si La   Re             Sol
So happy Christmas I love you baby
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I can see a better time When all our dreams come true
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They've got cars
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Big as bars
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They've got rivers of gold
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But the wind goes right through you
                      La
It's no place for the old
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When you first took my hand
     Re             Sol
On a cold Christmas Eve
    Re
You promised me
             La          Re
Broadway was waiting for me
You were handsome
You were pretty
                  La
Queen of New York City
         Re            Sol
When the band finished playing
     La             Re
They howled out for more
Sinatra was swinging
                         La
All the drunks they were singing
   Re            Sol
We kissed on the corner
     La                 Re
Then danced through the night
    Sol           Sim   La
The boys of the NYPD choir
     Re              Sim
Were singing 'Galway Bay'
        Re         Sol
And the bells were ringing
La                Re La Sim Sol
Out for Christmas day
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You're a bum
You're a punk
                      La
You're an old slut on junk
       Re           Sol       La
Living there almost dead on a drip
        Re
In that bed
You scum bag
You maggot
                La
You cheap lousy faggot
      Re             Sol
Happy Christmas your arse
       La
I pray God
         Re    La   Re
It's our last
    Sol           Sim   La
The boys of the NYPD choir
     Re              Sim
Were singing 'Galway Bay'
        Re         Sol
And the bells were ringing
La                Re
Out for Christmas day
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La           Re
I could have been someone
         Sol
So could anyone
            Re
You took my dreams
                     La
From me when I first found you
            Re
I kept them with me babe
           Sol
I put them with my own
              Re
Can't make it all alone
              Sol    La     Re
I've built my dreams around you
    Sol           Sim   La
The boys of the NYPD choir
     Re              Sim
Were singing 'Galway Bay'
        Re         Sol
And the bells were ringing
La                Re
Out for Christmas day
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