It was Christmas Eve babe
in the drunk tank
An old man said to me,
wont 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
Ive got a feeling
this years for me and you
So happy Christmas,
I love you baby
I can see a better time
when all our dreams come true
KT Tunstall-Fairytale of New York
Album:Have Yourself A Very KT Christmas
LRC Produced By Prince William
Theyve got cars big as bars,
theyve got rivers of gold
But the wind goes right through you
Its 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
Youre a bum, Youre a punk,
Youre 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 Its 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
Cant make it all alone
Ive built my dreams around you
The boys of the NYPD choir
were singing Galway Bay
And the bells were ringing out
for Christmas day

KT Tunstall-Fairytale of New York
Album:Have Yourself A Very KT Christmas
LRC Produced By Prince William

编辑于2009/12/10更新

Christmas Gold歌词

Jason Rose

简介：

[ti:Fairytale Of New York]
[ar:KT Tunstall]
[al:Have Yourself A Very KT Christmas]
[by: ]
[03:46.12][01:31.67]LRC Produced By Prince William
[03:40.40][01:26.05]Album:Have Yourself A Very KT Christmas
[03:34.62][01:20.05]KT Tunstall-Fairytale of New York
[01:35.95][00:01.51]
[00:07.97]It was Christmas Eve babe
[00:12.49]in the drunk tank
[00:17.27]An old man said to me,
[00:21.18]wont see another one
[00:25.59]And then he sang a song,
[00:29.92]The Rare Old Mountain Dew
[00:34.48]And I turned my face away
[00:38.79]and dreamed about you
[00:43.39]
[00:43.63]Got on a lucky one,
[00:47.48]came in eighteen to one
[00:52.10]Ive got a feeling
[00:56.79]this years for me and you
[01:00.84]So happy Christmas,
[01:05.11]I love you baby
[01:09.73]I can see a better time
[01:14.43]when all our dreams come true
[01:18.81]
[01:37.51]Theyve got cars big as bars,
[01:38.99]theyve got rivers of gold
[01:40.40]But the wind goes right through you
[01:42.20]Its no place for the old
[01:43.50]When you first took my hand
[01:44.97]on a cold Christmas Eve
[01:46.56]You promised me Broadway
[01:48.26]was waiting for me
[01:49.53]
[01:49.68]You were handsome,
[01:50.64]You were pretty,
[01:51.41]Queen of New York City
[01:52.85]
[01:53.03]When the band finished playing
[01:54.45]they howled out for more
[01:55.64]Sinatra was swinging,
[01:57.40]all the drunks they were singing
[01:58.73]We kissed on the corner
[02:00.16]then danced through the night
[02:01.67]
[02:02.09]The boys of the NYPD choir
[02:04.98]were singing Galway Bay
[02:07.72]And the bells were ringing out
[02:09.88]for Christmas day
[02:11.86]
[02:23.23]Youre a bum, Youre a punk,
[02:24.87]Youre an old slut on junk
[02:26.33]Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
[02:29.24]
[02:29.45]You scum bag, You maggot,
[02:30.95]You cheap lousy faggot
[02:32.33]Happy Christmas your arse,
[02:33.80]I pray God Its our last
[02:35.40]
[02:35.58]The boys of the NYPD choir
[02:38.46]were singing Galway Bay
[02:41.20]And the bells were ringing out
[02:43.60]for Christmas day
[02:45.61]
[02:56.66]I could have been someone,
[02:59.07]Well so could anyone
[03:01.71]You took my dreams from me
[03:04.98]when I first found you
[03:07.81]
[03:08.41]I kept them with me babe,
[03:11.07]I put them with my own
[03:14.19]Cant make it all alone
[03:16.77]Ive built my dreams around you
[03:20.50]
[03:22.33]The boys of the NYPD choir
[03:24.82]were singing Galway Bay
[03:27.76]And the bells were ringing out
[03:29.86]for Christmas day
[03:32.73][03:52.75]
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