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 sang a song the Rare Old Dew
I my face away and dreamed about you

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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