Fairytale Of New York Lyrics - I'll Be Home For Christmas - Ronan Tynan

It was Christmas eve, babe 

In the drunk tank 

An old man said to me 

Won't see another one 

Then he sang a song 

The rare 'Old Mountain Dew' 

I turned my face away 

And dreamed about you 

Got on a lucky one 

Came in eighteen to one 

I had a feeling that years 

For me and you 

Said, "Happy Christmas 

I love you, baby 

I can see a better time 

When all our dreams come true" 

They got cars, big as bars 

They got rivers of gold 

But the wind blows right through you 

It's no place for the old 

When I first took your hand 

All your fingers were blue 

Well, I promised you Broadway 

Was waiting for you 

I was 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 

And we kissed on a corner 

Danced through the night 

And the boys of the NYPD choir 

Were singing, 'Galway Bay' 

And the bells were ringing out 

For Christmas day 

Be a bum, it was a clutter 

And smell like the gutter 

While sad broken promises 

Lay with the trash 

Every cold chilly night 

We'd end up in a fight 

And I'd pray as you'd yell 

That as train rattled past 

And the boys of the NYPD choir 

Still singing, 'Galway Bay' 

And the bells were ringing out 

Christmas day 

I could have been someone 

Say, so could anyone 

That I took your dreams from you 

When you first found me 

But I kept them with me, babe 

I put them with my own 

Can't make it all alone 

Built my dreams around you 

It's Christmas eve again 

In the drunk tank 

I'm an old man now 

I won't see another one 

So I'll sing a song 

And sleep when I'm through 

Dream of another life 

Where all our dreams came true