It was Christ mas (C)Eve, babe,

in the (F)drunk tank,

when an old man (C)said to me,

“Won’t see an (Dm7)oth er one.”

And then he (C)sang a song,

“The Rare Old (F)Moun tain Dew.” I turned my (Cmaj7)face a way

and dreamed a (Gsus)bout (C)you.

Got on a (C)Eve, babe,

in the (F)drunk tank,

when an old man (C)said to me,

“Won’t see an (Dm7)oth er one.”

And then he (C)sang a song,

“The Rare Old (F)Moun tain Dew.” I turned my (Cmaj7)face a way

and dreamed a (Gsus)bout (C)you.

Got on a (Gsus)dreams come (C)true.

They got cars big as (G)bars, they got (Am)riv ers of (F)gold; but the (C)wind goes right through you, it’s no place for the old.

When you (C)first took my (Am)hand on a cold Christ mas (F)Eve, you (C)prom ised me Broad way was (G)wait ing for me.

You were hand some, You were pret ty, Queen of New York (G)Cit y.

When the (C)band fin ished (F)play ing, they (G)howled out for more.

Si na tra was swing ing; all the drunks, they were (G)sing ing.

We (C)kissed on the cor ner, then (G)danced through the night.

The (F)boys of the N Y P D choir were (C)sing ing “Gal way (Am)Bay.” And the bells were (F)ring ing out for Christ mas Day.

You’re a hand some, You were pret ty, Queen of New York (G)Cit y.

When the (C)band fin ished (F)play ing, they (G)howled out for more.

Si na tra was swing ing; all the drunks, they were (G)sing ing.

We (C)kissed on the cor ner, then (G)danced through the night.

The (F)boys of the N Y P D choir were (C)sing ing “Gal way (Am)Bay.” And the bells were (F)ring ing out for Christ mas Day.

You’re a

I could have (C)been some one.

Well, so could (F)an y one.

You took my dreams from me

when I first (Gsus)found (G)you.

I kept them (C)with me, babe;

I put them (F)with my own.

Can’t make it (C)all a lone; I’ve built my (F)dreams a (G)round (C)you.

The (F)boys of the N Y P D choir still (C)sing ing “Gal way (Am)Bay.” And the bells are (F)ring ing out for Christ mas Day.