Chords for Ciarán Cooney - Fairytale of New York (cover)
Tempo:
85.15 bpm
Chords used:
F
Bb
C
Fm
Dm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Fm] [N] It's the [C] [Bb] [Fm] [Bb] most [Am] [C] [Fm]
[F]
[Bb] [Fm] Christmasy day [C] in the drunk time.
[Bb]
An old man [F] said to me, he won't see [C] another one.
Then he [F] sang a song, the rare old [Bb] mountain dew.
I turned [F] my face away, and I dreamed [C] about [F] you.
[C] [F]
Came in 18 to 1, I've got a feeling, this year's for [C] me and you.
So, happy [F] Christmas, I love you [Bb] baby.
I can see [F] a better time, when all our dreams come true.
They have cars, big as bars, they have rivers of gold.
When the wind blows right through you, it's no place for the old.
When you first took me hand, on a [Bb] cold Christmas Eve.
[F] You promised me Broadway, was waiting for me.
You were handsome and pretty, queen of New York City.
When the band finished playing, they held out for more.
Sinatra was swinging, all the drunks they were swinging.
We kissed on the corner, then danced through the night.
And the boys of the NYPD [Bb]
choir [F] were singing.
And [Dm]
[F] the bells were ringing out, for Christmas day.
[Bb]
[Fm]
[Dm] [F]
[C] [F]
You're a bum, you're a punk, you're an old slut [Bb] of junk.
[F] Lying there, almost dead, you're tripping in the bed.
You scumbag, you maggot, you cheap lousy faggot.
Happy Christmas, me house, I pray God it's our last.
[Bb] And the boys of the NYPD choir [F] were singing.
[Dm]
And [F] the bells were ringing out, for Christmas day.
[C] I [F] could have been someone, well so [Bb] could anyone.
[F] You took my dreams from me, when I first [C] found you.
[F] I kept them with me babe, I put them with my own.
I can't make it out alone, I built my dreams around you.
[Bb] And the boys of the NYPD choir [F] were singing.
And the bells were ringing out, for [Dm] Christmas day.
And the boys of the NYPD choir [F] were singing.
[C] And [Dm] [F] the bells were ringing out, for Christmas day.
[N] [Fm]
[F]
[Bb] [Fm] Christmasy day [C] in the drunk time.
[Bb]
An old man [F] said to me, he won't see [C] another one.
Then he [F] sang a song, the rare old [Bb] mountain dew.
I turned [F] my face away, and I dreamed [C] about [F] you.
[C] [F]
Came in 18 to 1, I've got a feeling, this year's for [C] me and you.
So, happy [F] Christmas, I love you [Bb] baby.
I can see [F] a better time, when all our dreams come true.
They have cars, big as bars, they have rivers of gold.
When the wind blows right through you, it's no place for the old.
When you first took me hand, on a [Bb] cold Christmas Eve.
[F] You promised me Broadway, was waiting for me.
You were handsome and pretty, queen of New York City.
When the band finished playing, they held out for more.
Sinatra was swinging, all the drunks they were swinging.
We kissed on the corner, then danced through the night.
And the boys of the NYPD [Bb]
choir [F] were singing.
And [Dm]
[F] the bells were ringing out, for Christmas day.
[Bb]
[Fm]
[Dm] [F]
[C] [F]
You're a bum, you're a punk, you're an old slut [Bb] of junk.
[F] Lying there, almost dead, you're tripping in the bed.
You scumbag, you maggot, you cheap lousy faggot.
Happy Christmas, me house, I pray God it's our last.
[Bb] And the boys of the NYPD choir [F] were singing.
[Dm]
And [F] the bells were ringing out, for Christmas day.
[C] I [F] could have been someone, well so [Bb] could anyone.
[F] You took my dreams from me, when I first [C] found you.
[F] I kept them with me babe, I put them with my own.
I can't make it out alone, I built my dreams around you.
[Bb] And the boys of the NYPD choir [F] were singing.
And the bells were ringing out, for [Dm] Christmas day.
And the boys of the NYPD choir [F] were singing.
[C] And [Dm] [F] the bells were ringing out, for Christmas day.
[N] [Fm]
Key:
F
Bb
C
Fm
Dm
F
Bb
C
[Fm] _ _ _ [N] _ It's the [C] _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ [Bb] most [Am] _ [C] _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Bb] _ [Fm] Christmasy day _ _ _ [C] in the drunk time.
_ [Bb] _
An old man [F] said to me, _ _ he won't see [C] another one. _ _
_ Then he [F] sang a song, _ _ the rare old [Bb] mountain dew. _
I turned [F] my face away, _ _ and I dreamed [C] about [F] you. _
[C] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
Came in 18 to 1, _ _ I've got a feeling, _ _ _ this year's for [C] me and you. _ _
_ So, happy [F] Christmas, _ _ _ I love you [Bb] baby. _
I can see [F] a better time, _ _ when all our dreams come true. _
_ _ They have cars, big as bars, they have rivers of gold.
When the wind blows right through you, it's no place for the old.
When you first took me hand, on a [Bb] cold Christmas Eve.
[F] You promised me Broadway, was waiting for me.
You were handsome and pretty, queen of New York City.
When the band finished playing, they held out for more.
_ Sinatra was swinging, all the drunks they were swinging.
We kissed on the corner, then danced through the night.
And the boys of the _ NYPD [Bb]
choir [F] were singing.
And [Dm] _ _
[F] the bells were ringing out, for Christmas day. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ _ _ You're a bum, you're a punk, you're an old slut [Bb] of junk.
[F] Lying there, almost dead, you're tripping in the bed.
You scumbag, you maggot, you cheap lousy faggot.
Happy Christmas, me house, I pray God it's our last.
[Bb] And the boys of the _ _ NYPD choir [F] were singing.
_ _ [Dm] _
And [F] the bells were ringing out, for Christmas day. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ I [F] could have been someone, _ _ well so [Bb] could anyone.
[F] _ _ You took my dreams from me, _ _ when I first [C] found you.
_ _ _ _ [F] I kept them with me babe, _ _ I put them with my own.
_ I can't make it out alone, I built my dreams around you.
_ _ _ [Bb] And the boys of the _ NYPD choir [F] were singing. _
_ _ _ And the bells were ringing out, for [Dm] Christmas day. _ _
_ _ _ And the boys of the _ NYPD choir [F] were singing.
[C] And [Dm] _ _ [F] the bells were ringing out, for Christmas day. _ _
_ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Bb] _ [Fm] Christmasy day _ _ _ [C] in the drunk time.
_ [Bb] _
An old man [F] said to me, _ _ he won't see [C] another one. _ _
_ Then he [F] sang a song, _ _ the rare old [Bb] mountain dew. _
I turned [F] my face away, _ _ and I dreamed [C] about [F] you. _
[C] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
Came in 18 to 1, _ _ I've got a feeling, _ _ _ this year's for [C] me and you. _ _
_ So, happy [F] Christmas, _ _ _ I love you [Bb] baby. _
I can see [F] a better time, _ _ when all our dreams come true. _
_ _ They have cars, big as bars, they have rivers of gold.
When the wind blows right through you, it's no place for the old.
When you first took me hand, on a [Bb] cold Christmas Eve.
[F] You promised me Broadway, was waiting for me.
You were handsome and pretty, queen of New York City.
When the band finished playing, they held out for more.
_ Sinatra was swinging, all the drunks they were swinging.
We kissed on the corner, then danced through the night.
And the boys of the _ NYPD [Bb]
choir [F] were singing.
And [Dm] _ _
[F] the bells were ringing out, for Christmas day. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ _ _ You're a bum, you're a punk, you're an old slut [Bb] of junk.
[F] Lying there, almost dead, you're tripping in the bed.
You scumbag, you maggot, you cheap lousy faggot.
Happy Christmas, me house, I pray God it's our last.
[Bb] And the boys of the _ _ NYPD choir [F] were singing.
_ _ [Dm] _
And [F] the bells were ringing out, for Christmas day. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ I [F] could have been someone, _ _ well so [Bb] could anyone.
[F] _ _ You took my dreams from me, _ _ when I first [C] found you.
_ _ _ _ [F] I kept them with me babe, _ _ I put them with my own.
_ I can't make it out alone, I built my dreams around you.
_ _ _ [Bb] And the boys of the _ NYPD choir [F] were singing. _
_ _ _ And the bells were ringing out, for [Dm] Christmas day. _ _
_ _ _ And the boys of the _ NYPD choir [F] were singing.
[C] And [Dm] _ _ [F] the bells were ringing out, for Christmas day. _ _
_ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _