Walk Off The Earth – Fairytale Of New York chords
Chords:
IntroCAPO 3nd!!!!!!e|-------------------------------------------------------------------------- |B|---0---2-3--------------------------------------------------------------- |G|-2---0-----2---0---------------------------------------------------------- |D|-------------0---4-2-0-0---------------------------------------------------|A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|B|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|G|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|D|---0---2-0-0-----12-12-11-11-9-9-----9-11-12-7-4-4-----0-5-4-4-2-2---------|A|-0---4---------------------------------------------------------------------|E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|C FIt was Christmas Eve babe, In the drunktankC GAn old man said to me, won't see another oneC FAnd then he sang a song, The Rare Old Mountain DewC G CI turned my face away And dreamed about youC FGot on a lucky one Came in eighteen to oneC GI've got a feeling This year's for me and youC FSo happy Christmas, I love you babyC G CI can see a better time When all our dreams come trueCThey've got carsGBig as barsAm FThey've got rivers of goldCBut the wind goes right through youGIt's no place for the oldC AmWhen you first took my handC FOn a cold Christmas EveCYou promised meG CBroadway was waiting for meCYou were handsomeYou were prettyGQueen of New York CityC FWhen the band finished playingG CThey howled out for moreCSinatra was swingingGAll the drunks they were singingC FWe kissed on the cornerG CThen danced through the nightF GThe boys of the NYPD choirC AmWere singing 'Galway Bay'C FAnd the bells were ringingG COut for Christmas day[Short Instrumental] C F C G C F C G CCYou're a bumGYou're a punkAm FYou're an old slut on junkCLiving there almost deadGon a drip In that bedCYou scum bagYou maggotGYou cheap lousy faggotC FHappy Christmas your arseGI pray GodCIt's our lastF GThe boys of the NYPD choirC AmStill singing `Galway Bay`C FAnd the bells are ringingG COut for Christmas DayC FI could have been someone Well, So could anyoneC GYou took my dreams From me when I first found youC FI kept them with me babe I put them with my ownC G CCan't make it all alone I've built my dreams around youF GThe boys of the NYPD choirC AmStill Singing `Galway Bay`C FAnd the bells are ringingG COut for Christmas Day