• Song:

    Fairytale Of New York

  • Artist:

    Christy Moore

  • Album:

    Belfast Brigade

Fairytale Of New York:

This is the way he played it on jools holland, Capo on First fret.

Basically chords like this for first two verses:
C5      F5      C5      G5
C5      F5      C5      G5
C5      G5

And then a slight change to:
C5      F5      C5      G5
C5      G5      C5      F5
G5      C5

Then the third part is:
C5
C5      F5      G5      C5
C5
C5      F5      G5      C5
F5      C5      A5
C5      F5      G5      C5

It's just that repeated. But here how the timing is roughly.

C5                  F5
It was Christmas Eve babe in the drunk tank
C5                 G5
An old man said to me, won't see another one
C5                    F5
And then he sang a song The Rare Old Mountain Dew
C5                             G5           C5           G5
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
There's gonna be some goodtime when all our dreams come true

C5                        F5
They've got cars big as bars, they've got rivers of gold
C5                        G5
But the wind goes right through you; it's no place for the old
C5                        G5
When you first took my hand, on a cold Christmas Eve
C5            F5            G5            C5
You promised me Broadway was waiting for me.

C5
You were handsome you were pretty, queen of New York City
C5                     F5                      G5                               C5
When the band finished playing they howled out for more
C5
Sinatra was swinging, all the drunks they were singing
C5                     F5                      G5                            C5
We kissed on a corner then danced through the night.

Chorus:
F5                      C5                                        A5
The boys of the NYPD choir were singing "Galway Bay"
C5                  F5                   G5                       C5
And the bells were ringing out for Christmas day

C5                                         F5
I could have been someone, well so could anyone
C5                                           G5
You took my dreams from me when I first found you
C5                                      F5
I kept them with me babe; I put them with my own
C5                      G5                 C5                                 G5
Can't make it all alone, I've built my dreams around you

Chorus:
F5                      C5                                        A5
The boys of the NYPD choir were singing "Galway Bay"
C5                  F5                   G5                       C5
And the bells were ringing out for Christmas day

C5                                          F5
You're a bum , you're a punk, you're an old slut on junk
C5                                  G5
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
C5
You scumbag, you maggot, you cheap lousy faggot
C5                        F5            G5                 C5
Happy Christmas my arse, I'd rather be dead.

Last chorus:
F5                      C5                                        A5
The boys of the NYPD choir were singing "Galway Bay"
C5                  F5                   G5                       C5
And the bells were ringing out for Christmas day
C5                              F5
So happy Christmas, I love you baby
C5                   G5                          C5                                      G5
There's gonna be some goodtime when all our dreams come true
C5
So, happy christmas, I love you baby
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