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INTERPRÉTATION
Kirsty MacColl
Chant
Jem Finer
Banjo
Shane MacGowan
Chant
James Fearnley
Accordéon
Darryl Hunt
Basse
Terry Woods
Cistre
Andrew Ranken
Batterie
Philip Chevron
Guitare
Fiachra Trench
Cordes
Spider Stacy
Tin whistle
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Jem Finer
Paroles/Composition
Shane MacGowan
Paroles/Composition
James Fearnley
Arrangement des instruments à cordes
Fiachra Trench
Arrangement des instruments à cordes
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Chris Dickie
Ingénierie
Dave Jordan
Ingénierie
Nick Lacey
Ingénierie
Paul Scully
Ingénierie
Roy Spong
Ingénierie
Steve Lillywhite
Production
Paroles
It was Christmas Eve, babe
In the drunk tank
An old man said to me, "Won't see another one"
And then he sang a song
"The Rare Old Mountain Dew"
I turned my face away
And dreamed about you
Got on a lucky one
Came in 18 to one
I've got a feeling
This year's for me and you
So happy Christmas
I love you, baby
I can see a better time
When all our dreams come true
They've got cars big as bars, they've got rivers of gold
But the wind goes right through you, it's no place for the old
When you first took my hand on a cold Christmas Eve
You promised me Broadway was waiting for me
You were handsome
You were pretty, Queen of New York City
When the band finished playing
They howled out for more
Sinatra was swinging, all the drunks they were singing
We kissed on a corner then danced through the night
The boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing "Galway Bay"
And the bells were ringing out
For Christmas day
You're a bum, you're a punk
You're an old slut on junk
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
You scumbag, you maggot
You cheap lousy faggot
Happy Christmas your arse
I pray God it's our last
The boys of the NYPD choir
Still singing "Galway Bay"
And the bells were ringing out
For Christmas day
I could have been someone
Well, so could anyone
You took my dreams from me
When I first found you
I kept them with me, babe
I put them with my own
Can't make it all alone
I've built my dreams around you
The boys of the NYPD choir
Still singing "Galway Bay"
And the bells are ringing out
For Christmas day
Writer(s): Jeremy Max Finer, Shane Patrick Lysaght Mac-gowan
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