Luyện nghe bài hát Fairytale Of New York

It was Eve babe in the drunk tank
An old man said to me, won't see one
And then he a song the Rare Old Mountain Dew
I turned my face away and about you

Got on a one came in eighteen to one
got a feeling this year's for me and you
So Christmas, I love you baby
I can see a better when all our dreams come true

They've got cars big as bars, they've got rivers of
But the wind blows right through you it's no for the old
When you took my hand on that cold Christmas Eve
You promised me was waiting for me

You were handsome, you were queen of New York City
When the finished playing they howled out for more
Sinatra was swinging, all the drunks they singing
We kissed on a then danced through the night

The of the NYPD choir
singing, "Gal way Bay"
And the bells are out for Christmas day

You're a bum, You're a punk, an old slut on junk
Lying almost dead on a drip in that bed
You scumbag, you maggot, you cheap fagot
Happy Christmas your ares, I pray God our last

The of the NYPD choir
singing, "Gal way Bay"
And the bells are out for Christmas day

I could have someone but so could anyone
You my dreams from me when I first found you
I kept them with me babe, I put with my own
Can't make it all alone, I build my around you

The of the NYPD choir
singing, "Gal way Bay"
And the bells are ringing out for day
And the are ringing out for Christmas day