Chords for The Incredible Shane MacGowan RIP - Fairytale Of New York The Pogues Allie Sherlock Cover
Tempo:
87.225 bpm
Chords used:
Ab
Eb
Db
Bb
Fm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Ab] [Eb]
[Bb]
[Ab] It was Christmas Eve, babe, [E] [Ab] in the drunk tank, an old man said to me, won't [Eb] see another one.
[Ab] And then he sang a song.
The [Db] mountain dew, I turned [Ab] my face away [E] and [Eb] dreamed about [Ab] you.
Got on a lucky one, came [Bb] in a tense one.
I've got [Abm] a feeling this [Eb] year's for me and you.
So [Ab] happy Christmas.
Baby, I can't see a better time when [Eb] all our dreams [Ab] come true.
[Bb]
[Ab] They've got cars, biggest cars, they got [Db] rivers of gold.
[Ab] The wind blows right through you, it's no place for the old.
When you first took my hand on that cold Christmas Eve,
you promised me Broadway was waiting for me.
You were handsome, you're pretty, queen of New York City.
When the band finished playing, they howled out for more.
Sinatra was swinging, all the drunks, [Bb] they were singing.
We kissed in the corn, stewed the [Db] night.
But the boys at the invite, beady [Ab] choir, were singing,
go away, babe, and the bells [Fm] were ringing [C] out [Ab] for Christmas Day.
[Db]
[Ab] [Eb]
[Ab] You're a bum, you're a punk, you're an old slut on junk,
lying there almost [Ebm] looking that [Ab] bad.
Yeah, you scumbag, you maggot, you cheap, lousy maggot.
Happy Christmas, I'm pretty glad it's our [Db] last.
But the boys at the invite, [Eb] beady choir, [Ab] still singing,
[Fm] go away, babe, [Ab] and the [Eb] bells were ringing [Ab] out for Christmas Day.
I could have been someone.
Well, so [Eb] could anyone.
You [Ab] took my dreams from me.
When I first [Eb] found you, kept [Ab] them with me, babe.
I [Bb] put them with my [Db] own, can't make [Ab] it all alone.
I've built my dreams around you.
But the [Ab] boys at the invite, beady choir, still singing,
[Fm] go away, babe, and the [Db] bells were ringing [Eb] out for [Ab] Christmas Day.
Oh, the boys at the invite, beady choir, still singing,
[Fm] go away, babe, and the [Ab] bells were ringing out for Christmas Day.
And [Db] the boys at the invite, [Ab] beady choir, still singing,
[Fm] go away, babe, [Ab] and the bells were ringing out for Christmas Day.
[Db] Thank you very much.
[Bb] [Db]
[Bb]
[Ab] It was Christmas Eve, babe, [E] [Ab] in the drunk tank, an old man said to me, won't [Eb] see another one.
[Ab] And then he sang a song.
The [Db] mountain dew, I turned [Ab] my face away [E] and [Eb] dreamed about [Ab] you.
Got on a lucky one, came [Bb] in a tense one.
I've got [Abm] a feeling this [Eb] year's for me and you.
So [Ab] happy Christmas.
Baby, I can't see a better time when [Eb] all our dreams [Ab] come true.
[Bb]
[Ab] They've got cars, biggest cars, they got [Db] rivers of gold.
[Ab] The wind blows right through you, it's no place for the old.
When you first took my hand on that cold Christmas Eve,
you promised me Broadway was waiting for me.
You were handsome, you're pretty, queen of New York City.
When the band finished playing, they howled out for more.
Sinatra was swinging, all the drunks, [Bb] they were singing.
We kissed in the corn, stewed the [Db] night.
But the boys at the invite, beady [Ab] choir, were singing,
go away, babe, and the bells [Fm] were ringing [C] out [Ab] for Christmas Day.
[Db]
[Ab] [Eb]
[Ab] You're a bum, you're a punk, you're an old slut on junk,
lying there almost [Ebm] looking that [Ab] bad.
Yeah, you scumbag, you maggot, you cheap, lousy maggot.
Happy Christmas, I'm pretty glad it's our [Db] last.
But the boys at the invite, [Eb] beady choir, [Ab] still singing,
[Fm] go away, babe, [Ab] and the [Eb] bells were ringing [Ab] out for Christmas Day.
I could have been someone.
Well, so [Eb] could anyone.
You [Ab] took my dreams from me.
When I first [Eb] found you, kept [Ab] them with me, babe.
I [Bb] put them with my [Db] own, can't make [Ab] it all alone.
I've built my dreams around you.
But the [Ab] boys at the invite, beady choir, still singing,
[Fm] go away, babe, and the [Db] bells were ringing [Eb] out for [Ab] Christmas Day.
Oh, the boys at the invite, beady choir, still singing,
[Fm] go away, babe, and the [Ab] bells were ringing out for Christmas Day.
And [Db] the boys at the invite, [Ab] beady choir, still singing,
[Fm] go away, babe, [Ab] and the bells were ringing out for Christmas Day.
[Db] Thank you very much.
[Bb] [Db]
Key:
Ab
Eb
Db
Bb
Fm
Ab
Eb
Db
_ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
[Ab] It was Christmas Eve, babe, [E] _ _ [Ab] in the drunk tank, _ an old man said to me, won't [Eb] see another one.
_ [Ab] And then he sang a song.
_ The [Db] mountain _ _ dew, I turned [Ab] my face away [E] and [Eb] dreamed about [Ab] you.
_ _ Got on a lucky one, _ came [Bb] in a tense one. _
I've got [Abm] a feeling this [Eb] year's for me and you. _
So [Ab] happy Christmas. _ _ _ _
Baby, I can't see a better time when [Eb] all our dreams [Ab] come true.
_ [Bb] _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ They've got cars, biggest cars, they got [Db] rivers of gold.
[Ab] The wind blows right through you, it's no place for the old.
When you first took my hand on that cold Christmas Eve,
you promised me Broadway was waiting for me.
You were handsome, you're pretty, queen of New York City.
When the band finished playing, they howled out for more.
Sinatra was swinging, all the drunks, [Bb] they were singing.
We kissed in the corn, stewed the [Db] night.
But the boys at the invite, beady [Ab] choir, were singing,
go away, babe, and the bells [Fm] were ringing [C] out [Ab] for Christmas Day. _
_ _ _ [Db] _ _ _ _ _
[Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ [Ab] You're a bum, you're a punk, you're an old slut on junk,
lying there almost [Ebm] looking that [Ab] bad.
Yeah, you scumbag, you maggot, you cheap, lousy maggot.
Happy Christmas, I'm pretty glad it's our [Db] last.
But the boys at the invite, [Eb] beady choir, [Ab] still singing,
[Fm] go away, babe, [Ab] and the [Eb] bells were ringing [Ab] out for Christmas Day.
_ _ _ I could have been someone. _ _
Well, so [Eb] could anyone.
_ You [Ab] took my dreams from me.
_ When I first [Eb] found you, _ _ kept [Ab] them with me, babe.
_ I [Bb] put them with my [Db] own, can't make [Ab] it all alone. _
I've built my dreams around you. _ _
_ But the [Ab] boys at the invite, beady choir, still singing,
[Fm] go away, babe, and the [Db] bells were ringing [Eb] out for [Ab] Christmas Day.
_ _ Oh, the boys at the invite, beady choir, still singing,
[Fm] go away, babe, and the [Ab] bells were ringing out for Christmas Day.
_ _ And [Db] the boys at the invite, [Ab] beady choir, still singing,
[Fm] go away, babe, [Ab] and the bells were ringing out for Christmas Day. _ _ _
_ [Db] Thank you very much.
_ [Bb] _ [Db] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
[Ab] It was Christmas Eve, babe, [E] _ _ [Ab] in the drunk tank, _ an old man said to me, won't [Eb] see another one.
_ [Ab] And then he sang a song.
_ The [Db] mountain _ _ dew, I turned [Ab] my face away [E] and [Eb] dreamed about [Ab] you.
_ _ Got on a lucky one, _ came [Bb] in a tense one. _
I've got [Abm] a feeling this [Eb] year's for me and you. _
So [Ab] happy Christmas. _ _ _ _
Baby, I can't see a better time when [Eb] all our dreams [Ab] come true.
_ [Bb] _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ They've got cars, biggest cars, they got [Db] rivers of gold.
[Ab] The wind blows right through you, it's no place for the old.
When you first took my hand on that cold Christmas Eve,
you promised me Broadway was waiting for me.
You were handsome, you're pretty, queen of New York City.
When the band finished playing, they howled out for more.
Sinatra was swinging, all the drunks, [Bb] they were singing.
We kissed in the corn, stewed the [Db] night.
But the boys at the invite, beady [Ab] choir, were singing,
go away, babe, and the bells [Fm] were ringing [C] out [Ab] for Christmas Day. _
_ _ _ [Db] _ _ _ _ _
[Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ [Ab] You're a bum, you're a punk, you're an old slut on junk,
lying there almost [Ebm] looking that [Ab] bad.
Yeah, you scumbag, you maggot, you cheap, lousy maggot.
Happy Christmas, I'm pretty glad it's our [Db] last.
But the boys at the invite, [Eb] beady choir, [Ab] still singing,
[Fm] go away, babe, [Ab] and the [Eb] bells were ringing [Ab] out for Christmas Day.
_ _ _ I could have been someone. _ _
Well, so [Eb] could anyone.
_ You [Ab] took my dreams from me.
_ When I first [Eb] found you, _ _ kept [Ab] them with me, babe.
_ I [Bb] put them with my [Db] own, can't make [Ab] it all alone. _
I've built my dreams around you. _ _
_ But the [Ab] boys at the invite, beady choir, still singing,
[Fm] go away, babe, and the [Db] bells were ringing [Eb] out for [Ab] Christmas Day.
_ _ Oh, the boys at the invite, beady choir, still singing,
[Fm] go away, babe, and the [Ab] bells were ringing out for Christmas Day.
_ _ And [Db] the boys at the invite, [Ab] beady choir, still singing,
[Fm] go away, babe, [Ab] and the bells were ringing out for Christmas Day. _ _ _
_ [Db] Thank you very much.
_ [Bb] _ [Db] _ _