KT Tunstall Fairytale of New York song lyrics

It was Christmas Eve babe in the drunk tank

An old man said to me, won't see another one

And then he sang a song, The Rare Old Mountain Dew

And I turned my face away and dreamed about you

Got on a lucky one, came in eighteen to one

I've got a feeling this year's for me and you

So happy Christmas, I love you baby

I can see a better time when all our dreams come true

They've got cars big as bars, they've 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 bum, You're a punk,

You're an old slut on junk

Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed

You scum bag, You maggot, You cheap lousy faggot

Happy Christmas your arse, I pray God It's our last

The boys of the NYPD choir were singing 'Galway Bay'

And the bells were ringing out for Christmas day

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 were singing 'Galway Bay'

And the bells were ringing out for Christmas day