***Fairytale Of New York - by Shane MacGowan/Jem Finer
from the album "If I Should Fall From Grace With God"

Fairytale of New York - as perfomed by The Pogues

G/D D G/D

Asus4/E D G/D                  D               G
              It was Christmas Eve babe In the drunk tank
           D                       G/A       A            D
An old man said to me, won't see another one  And then he sang a song
             G                            D
The Rare Old Mountain Dew And I turned my face away
    G        Asus4/E D   G/A
And dreamed about    you

  G/A            D                      G
        Got on a lucky one Came in eighteen to one
           D                       G/A        A
I've got a feeling This year's for me and you
         D                    G
So happy Christmas I love you baby
            D                G        Asus4/E    D
I can see a better time When all our dreams come true

G/D D G/D Asus4           /faster now/     D A  D G A D


            D
They've got cars
       A
Big as bars
            Bm        G
They've got rivers of gold
        D
But the wind goes right through you
                      A
It's no place for the old
         D             Bm
When you first took my hand
     D              G
On a cold Christmas Eve
    D
You promised me
             A           D
Broadway was waiting for me
         D
You were handsome

You were pretty
                  A
Queen of New York City
         D             G
When the band finished playing
     A              D
They howled out for more
D
Sinatra was swinging
                         A
All the drunks they were singing
   D             G
We kissed on the corner
     A                  D
Then danced through the night
    G             Bm A
The boys of the NYPD choir
     D               Bm
Were singing 'Galway Bay'
        D          G
And the bells were ringing
A                 D A Bm G  D A  D Bm D G   D A D
Out for Christmas day

D
You're a bum
         D
You're a punk
                      A
You're an old slut on junk
       D            G         A
Living there almost dead on a drip
        D
In that bed
    D
You scum bag

You maggot
                A
You cheap lousy faggot
      D              G
Happy Christmas your arse
       A
I pray God
         D    A D
It's our last

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

G/D      - xx0433
G/A      - x05433
Asus4/E  - xx2233 or 575785

***Version 2*** by Chris Ashley

Incidental: G/A=xo543x; A5=x07650


Intro (strings):
    |G/D    D   G/D |Asus4/E D |G     A |
E_____________________________________0_
B____0___2_3_________________3____3___5_
G__2___0_____2___0___________4______4_6_
D______________0___4__2___0__0__0_____7_
A____________________________0________0_
E_______________________________________

                 D
It was Christmas Eve babe
       G
In the drunk tank
           D
An old man said to me,
          G/A        A5
won't see another one

And then he sang a song
             G
The Rare Old Mountain Dew
                D
And I turned my face away
    G        Asus4/E D
And dreamed about    you?

         D
Got on a lucky one
            G
Came in eighteen to one
           D
I've got a feeling
                G/A        A5
This year's for me and you
         D
So happy Christmas
           G
I love you baby
            D
I can see a better time
      G        Asus4/E    D
When all our dreams come true

Strings:
     |G/D      D    G/D | Asus4/E D | A |
E___________0___________________________
B_____0___2_____________________________
G__2____0______2____0___________________
D_________________0___4___2__0_0________
A_______________________________________
E_______________________________________



Pennywhistle, up tempo:
 |  D                  A       |D        G   A     D |
E____________________________________________________
B______0___________0_________________________________
G___2____2_______2___2_______________________________
D___________4__0_______2__4_2___2_4_2_0____________0_
A________________________________________2_2_0_2_4___
E_________________________________________3__________

            D
They've got cars
       A
Big as bars
            Bm        G
They've got rivers of gold
        D
But the wind goes right through you
                      A
It's no place for the old
         D             Bm
When you first took my hand
     D              G
On a cold Christmas Eve
    D
You promised me
             A           D
Broadway was waiting for me

Pre_chorus:
         D
You were handsome

You were pretty
                  A
Queen of New York City
         D             G
When the band finished playing
     A              D
They howled out for more
D
Sinatra was swinging
                         A
All the drunks they were singing
   D             G
We kissed on the corner
     A                  D
Then danced through the night

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

Pennywhistle:
 | D      A     Bm    G|D                   A |
E_____0_2_0___0_2_0_____5_7_5_2_____0_2_3_5_0_
B__3________3_______3_0_________3_3___________
G_____________________________________________
D_____________________________________________
A_____________________________________________
E_____________________________________________

 | D       Bm    D     G|D           A     A |
E__5_7_5_2_____0_2_0_________2_5_2___0_2_0___
B__________3_3_______3_____3_______3_______3_
G______________________0_2___________________
D____________________________________________
A____________________________________________
E____________________________________________

Pre_chorus:
D
You're a bum
         D
You're a punk
                      A
You're an old slut on junk
       D            G
Living there almost dead
     A            D
On a drip in that bed
    D
You scum bag

You maggot
                A
You cheap lousy faggot
      D              G
Happy Christmas your arse
       A
I pray God
         D    A D
It's our last

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

 |D        |G        |D     G  |A   D A |
E_2___________________2_________________
B_3_3_3_2_2_0_0_0_2_3_3_________________
G_2___________________2_______0_________
D_0___________________0_4_4_0___4_2_0___
A_____________________________________4_
E_______________________________________

Bridge:
A5           D
I could have been someone
              G
Well so could anyone
            D
You took my dreams from me
             G/A      A5
When I first found you
            D
I kept them with me babe
           G
I put them with my own
              D
Can't make it all alone
              G      A      D
I've built my dreams around you

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

 |D             |G         |D            |A      |
E_2_________________________2____________________
B_3______3_3_2_2_0_0__0_2_3_3____________________
G_2_________________________2________0_0_4_4_2_2_:
D_0_________________________0_0_0________4_4_2_2_
A________________________________________________
E________________________________________________