Fairytale Of New York The Irish Tenors
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It was Christmas eve, babe
In the drunk tank
An old man said to me
Won't see another one
Then he sang a song
The rare 'Old Mountain Dew'
I turned my face away
And dreamed about you
Got on a lucky one
Came in eighteen to one
I had a feeling that years
For me and you
Said, "Happy Christmas
I love you, baby
I can see a better time
When all our dreams come true"
They got cars, big as bars
They got rivers of gold
But the wind blows right through you
It's no place for the old
When I first took your hand
All your fingers were blue
Well, I promised you Broadway
Was waiting for you
In the drunk tank
An old man said to me
Won't see another one
Then he sang a song
The rare 'Old Mountain Dew'
I turned my face away
And dreamed about you
Got on a lucky one
Came in eighteen to one
I had a feeling that years
For me and you
Said, "Happy Christmas
I love you, baby
I can see a better time
When all our dreams come true"
They got cars, big as bars
They got rivers of gold
But the wind blows right through you
It's no place for the old
When I first took your hand
All your fingers were blue
Well, I promised you Broadway
Was waiting for you
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