Dustin Kensrue - Fairytale of New York lyrics

It's 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'. I turned my face away And dreamed about you. Got on a lucky one, Came in eighteen to one. I had a feeling That year's for me and you. Said '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, Its no place for the old. When I first took your hand, All your fingers were blue But I promised you Broadway was waiting for you. I was 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, And we kissed on the corner Then danced through the night. And the boys of the NYPD choir Were singing Galway Bay. And the bells were ringing out For Christmas Day. The apartment was cluttered, And it smelled like the gutter Where my sad broken promises Lay with the trash. Every cold dreary night, We'd end up in a fight And I'd pray, as you'd yell, That a train'd rattle past. And the boys of the NYPD choir Still singing Galway Bay. And the bells were ringing out Christmas Day. I could have been someone You said "So could anyone," And that I took your dreams from you When first you found me. But I kept them with me, Babe, I put them with my own. I cant make it all alone, I built my dreams around you. It's Christmas Eve again, in the drunk tank. I'm an old man now, I won't see another one. So I'll a sing a song, and sleep when I am through And dream of another life, where all our dreams came true.