Biography:
The Pogues is a Celtic punk band from London, formed in 1982 and fronted by Shane MacGowan. The band reached international prominence in the 1980s and early 1990s. MacGowan left the band in 1991 due to drinking problems but the band continued first with Joe Strummer and then with Spider Stacy on vocals before breaking up in 1996. The band, including MacGowan, reformed in 2001 and has been playing regularly ever since. While the band has not released an album since 1996
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D G
It was Christmas Eve babe, In the drunktank
D A
An old man said to me, won't see another one
D G
And then he sang a song, The Rare Old Mountain Dew
D A D
I turned my face away And dreamed about you
D G
Got on a lucky one Came in eighteen to one
D A
I've got a feeling This year's for me and you
D G
So happy Christmas, I love you baby
D A D
I can see a better time When all our dreams come true
D
They've got cars
A
Big as bars
Bm G
They've got rivers of gold
D
But the wind goes right through you
A
It's no place for the old
D Bm
When you first took my hand
D G
On a cold Christmas Eve
D
You promised me
A D
Broadway was waiting for me
D
You were handsome
You were pretty
A
Queen of New York City
D G
When the band finished playing
A D
They howled out for more
D
Sinatra was swinging
A
All the drunks they were singing
D G
We kissed on the corner
A D
Then danced through the night
G A
The boys of the NYPD choir
D Bm
Were singing 'Galway Bay'
D G
And the bells were ringing
A D
Out for Christmas day
Interlude:
D G
D A
D G
D A D
D
You're a bum
A
You're a punk
Bm G
You're an old slut on junk
D
Living there almost dead
A
on a drip In that bed
D
You scum bag
You maggot
A
You cheap lousy faggot
D G
Happy Christmas your arse
A
I pray God
D
It's our last
G A
The boys of the NYPD choir
D Bm
Still singing `Galway Bay`
D G
And the bells are ringing
A D
Out for Christmas Day
D G
I could have been someone Well, So could anyone
D A
You took my dreams From me when I first found you
D G
I kept them with me babe I put them with my own
D A D
Can't make it all alone I've built my dreams around you
G A
The boys of the NYPD choir
D Bm
Still Singing `Galway Bay`
D G
And the bells are ringing
A D
Out for Christmas Day
It was Christmas Eve babe, In the drunktank
D A
An old man said to me, won't see another one
D G
And then he sang a song, The Rare Old Mountain Dew
D A D
I turned my face away And dreamed about you
D G
Got on a lucky one Came in eighteen to one
D A
I've got a feeling This year's for me and you
D G
So happy Christmas, I love you baby
D A D
I can see a better time When all our dreams come true
D
They've got cars
A
Big as bars
Bm G
They've got rivers of gold
D
But the wind goes right through you
A
It's no place for the old
D Bm
When you first took my hand
D G
On a cold Christmas Eve
D
You promised me
A D
Broadway was waiting for me
D
You were handsome
You were pretty
A
Queen of New York City
D G
When the band finished playing
A D
They howled out for more
D
Sinatra was swinging
A
All the drunks they were singing
D G
We kissed on the corner
A D
Then danced through the night
G A
The boys of the NYPD choir
D Bm
Were singing 'Galway Bay'
D G
And the bells were ringing
A D
Out for Christmas day
Interlude:
D G
D A
D G
D A D
D
You're a bum
A
You're a punk
Bm G
You're an old slut on junk
D
Living there almost dead
A
on a drip In that bed
D
You scum bag
You maggot
A
You cheap lousy faggot
D G
Happy Christmas your arse
A
I pray God
D
It's our last
G A
The boys of the NYPD choir
D Bm
Still singing `Galway Bay`
D G
And the bells are ringing
A D
Out for Christmas Day
D G
I could have been someone Well, So could anyone
D A
You took my dreams From me when I first found you
D G
I kept them with me babe I put them with my own
D A D
Can't make it all alone I've built my dreams around you
G A
The boys of the NYPD choir
D Bm
Still Singing `Galway Bay`
D G
And the bells are ringing
A D
Out for Christmas Day
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