G A D
It was Christmas E D ve babe
In the dr G unk tank
An old man s D aid to me, won�t see A another one
And then he sa D ng a song
The rare old m G ountain dew
I turned my fa D ce away
And G dreamed A about D you A
Got on a l D ucky one
Came in e G ighteen to one
I�ve got a D feeling
This year for m A e and you
So happy C D hristmas
I love you b G aby
I can see a D better time
When a G ll our d A reams come D true
D A G A
They�ve got D cars big A as bars
They�ve got B rivers G of gold
But the w D ind goes right through you
It�s no place for the A old
When you D first took my Bm hand
On a D cold Christmas G eve
D You promised me
Broadway was A waiting for D me
You were h D andsome
You were pretty
Queen of New York C A ity
When the b D and finished G playing
They h A owled out for D more
D Sinatra was swinging,
All the drunks they were s A inging
We ki D ssed on a c G orner
Then dan A ced through the D night
Th G e boys of the NYPD A choir
Were D singing Galway Bm bay
And the b D ells wer G e ringing A out
For Christmas D day
D A G A
You D �re a bum
You�re a punk
You�re an old slut on A junk
Lying t D here almost G dead on a A drip in th D at bed
You sc D umbag, you maggot
You cheap lousy f A aggot
Happy Chr D istmas your G arse
I pray G A od its our l D ast
Th G e boys of the NYPD choir
Were D singing Galway B bay
And the b D ells wer G e ringing A out
For Christmas D day A
I could have D been someone
Well so could G anyone
You took my dr D eams from me
When I first f A ound you
I kept them with me b D abe
I put them G with my own
Can�t make it D all alone
I�ve b G uilt my A dreams around D you
Th G e boys of th Bm e NYPD A choir
Were D singing Galway Bm bay
And the b D ells wer G e ringing A out
For Christmas D day