| Song Name: | Fairy Tale of New York (chromatic) | By: | McGowan/Finer |
| Posted By: | harmusman | Difficulty: | Any |
| Key: | D | Genre: | General |
| Harp Type: | Chromatic | ||
| Created: | 2013-11-22 20:01:08 | Modified: | 2013-12-08 17:13:49 |
| Song: | For Anl and others, I did not have the music score for this so I have cribbed it from Pagan's version 2
slow tempo
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It was christmas eve babe In the drunk tank
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an old man said to me "won't see an-oth-er one
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and then he sang a song
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the rare old mountain dew
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I turned my face away and dreamed about you
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Got on a lucky one came in eighteen to one
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I've got a feeling this years for me and you
-3 -5 4< 6 -5 -7 -9 9< 9< -8 So hap-py christmas I love you ba-by -7 -8 9< -9 -7-6< -6< I can see a better time -5 7 -6< 6 -5 -5 when all our dreams come true Very Slow -8 9< 10 -7 -5 7 -6< 6 -5 Very Quick -7 -8 -7 -6< -5 -5 -7 -8 -7 6 -5 6 -6< 6 -5 -4< -3 -4< -3 -4< -4< -5 Quick Tempo -5 -5 -5 6 -6< 6 -5 6 -6 6 -5 -3 They've got cars big as bars they've got rivers of gold -5 -5 -5 6 -6< -7 -6< -6<-6< -7 -6< -5 6 but the wind goes right through you It's no place for the old -7 -7 -7 -6< -5 6 -5 6 -6< 6 -5 -3 when you first took my hand on a cold christmas eve -5 -5 6 -6 -7 -6< -5 6 -6< 6 -5 you promised me Broadway was waiting for me -7 -7 -7 -8 -7 -7 -6< -5 you were handsome you were pretty -7 -7 -6< -5 -5 -3 queen of New York Ci-ty -5 6 -6 -4 -5 -3 3 when the band finished playing -4< -3 -4 -4< -5 they howled out for more -6<-7-8 -7 -6 -5 Sinatra was swinging -7 -7 -7 -6< -5 6 -5 all the drunks they were singing 6 -6< 6 -5 -4< -3 we kissed on the cor-ner -4< -3 -5 -4< -5 then danced through the night -7 -8 -8 -8 -8 9< -9 -9 9< the boys of the N Y P D Choir -8 -7 -6< -5 6 -6< were singing Galway Bay -5 6 -6< -5 7 -6< 6 and the bells were ringing out -5 -6< 6 -5 for christmas day Next verse lyric you're a bum you're a punk your an old slut on junk lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed you scumbag you maggot you cheap lousy faggot happy christmas your arse I pray god it's our last -7 -8 -8 -8 -8 9< -9 -9 9< the boys of the N Y P D Choir -8 -7 -6< -5 6 -6 were singing Galway Bay -5 6 -6 -5 7 -6< 6 and the bells were ringing out -5 -6< 6 -5 for christmas day Finish with..... slow tempo -3 -5 -4< 6 -5 -5 -7 -7 -8 -7 4 4 I could have been some-one well so could anyone 4 -7 -8 -7 -5 -5 -5 6 -5 -5 -4< you took my dreams from me when I first found you -3 -5 -4< 6 -5 -5 -7 -9 9< 9< -8 -8 I kept them with me babe I put them with me own -8 9< -9 -7 -6 -6 -5 -6< -5 7 -6< 6 -5 can't make it all alone. I've built my dreams around you -7 -8 -8 -8 -8 9< 9 9 9< the boys of the N Y P D Choir -8 -7 -6< -5 6 -6< were singing Galway Bay -5 6 -6< -5 7 -6< 6 and the bells were ringing out -5 -6< 6 -5 for christmas day There done it again, thats the last time I will touch this. Yours Harmusman |
