Chords for The Pogues and Kirsty MacColl - Fairytale of New York

[D] _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ In _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _
[G] a science school fairing style in [F#m] New York.
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_ [D] _ [Bm] _ _ [C#m] _ [D] _ _ [Am]
I [D] was dressed for sleep and play. _
And the [G] truck sank.
And all my [D] sats were _ _ saying [Em] hello.
_ [A] I learned the [D] song of the sun.
The rare [G] old mountain chill.
I turned [D] my face away.
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And [F#m] dreamed [D] about you.
[A] _ [Bm] _ [A] _ [D] _
_ _ _ Turning [G] 18 soon.
_ I've got [D] a feeling.
_ _ The fear is for [Em] me.
_ [A] So I'll be [D] Christmas.
_ I love you [G] baby.
_ I could see [D] a better time.
[Bm] _ [C#m] While I [D] dream this good dream.
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[D] Thank [A] you for all the [Bm] gifts.
[G] I've got a brother [D] to show.
But there's no front tree.
There's no place for me.
[Em] But he put _ [G] [D] me to sleep.
He promised [A] me.
Broadway [D] was waiting for me.
You were handsome.
You were pretty.
Well, you know, I just really wanted to be a good boy.
[G] And the company saying [A] hello.
[D] And now I'm just a slinger.
I'm just a slinger.
I'm just a slinger.
[G] We've been so [A] much fun.
And [D] it's just been a night.
[G] By three I was three.
[D] By four I was three.
[Bm] You're all the way.
And the bells [Em] are ringing.
[A] [D] For Christmas [A] Day.
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[G] _ [D] _ _ [A] _ [D] _ You're a strong miracle.
Yeah, I'll sell a chocolate.
[G] And [A] I'll sell a [D] chocolate.
You're so mad you're mad.
You're a [A] chick.
She's [D] lovely.
Faggots.
[G] Happy Christmas.
[A] You're all five.
Praise God.
It's [G] our holiday.
By three I was three.
[D] By four I was three.
[Bm] You're all the way.
[D] And the [G] bells [A] are ringing.
For [D] Christmas Day.
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[A] _ [D] I cut a bus of wood.
That's how [G] I did it.
_ You took [D] my knees from me.
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I'm here now.
I've [D] shot down the wooden bough.
I've cut [G] down a white bough.
Trying [D] to make it out alone.
I felt [G] my [A] dreams [D] around me.
_ _ _ [G] Three I was [A] three.
By [D] four I was three.
You're [Bm] all the way.
[F#m] And the [C] bells are ringing.
For [D] Christmas Day.
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_ _ _ I'm [D] here [A#] now. _
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