Luyện nghe bài hát Fairytale of New York

It was eve babe
In the drunk
An old man to me: won't see another one
And then they sang a
The rare old dew
I turned my face and dreamed about you
Got on a one
Came in to one
got a feeling
This for me and you
So christmas
I you baby
I can see a better
Where all our come true.

They got cars big as
They got of gold
But the wind goes through you
It's no for the old
you first took my hand on a cold christmas eve
You promised me was waiting for me
You were handsome you were
Queen of new york city when the band finished they yelled out for more
Sinatra was all the drunks they were singing
We kissed on a
Then through the night.

And the boys the NYPD choir were singing Galway Bay
And the bells were out for christmas day.

a bum you're a punk
You're an old slut on
Lying almost dead on a drip in that bed
You scumbag you
You lousy faggot
Happy christmas your I pray god it's our last.

And the boys of the NYPD choir's still Galway Bay
And the bells ringing out
For day.

I could been someone
Well so anyone
You my dreams from me
When I first you
I kept with me babe
I put with my own
make it out alone
I've my dreams around you

And the boys of the NYPD choir's singing Galway Bay
And the bells are out
For day.