Fairytale of New York piano leadsheet with chords

It was Christmas Eve, babe,

in the drunk tank, when 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 Eve, babe,

in the drunk tank, when 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 dreams come true.

They got cars big as bars,

they 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 the 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 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 the 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

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 still singing "Galway Bay."

And the bells are ringing out for Christmas Day.