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It was Christmas Eve
In the tank
An old man said to me, see another one
And then he a song
The Rare Old Dew
I turned my face
And about you

Got on a one
Came in to one
got a feeling
This for me and you
So Christmas
I love you
I can see a better
When all our dreams come

got cars big as bars
They've got of gold
But the wind right through you
no place for the old
When you took my hand
On a cold Eve
You me
was waiting for me

You handsome
You were
of New York City
When the band playing
They howled out for
was swinging,
All the they were singing
We on a corner
Then through the night

The boys of the choir
singing "Galway Bay"
And the bells ringing out
For day

a bum
You're a
You're an old slut on
Lying almost dead on a drip in that bed
You scumbag, you
You cheap faggot
Happy Christmas arse
I pray God our last

The boys of the choir
Still "Galway Bay"
And the bells ringing out
For day

I could been someone
Well so anyone
You took my dreams me
When I first you
I kept them me babe
I put them my own
Can't make it all
built my dreams around you

The boys of the NYPD
singing "Galway Bay"
And the are ringing out
For day