It was Christm

            
as Eve babe, I

         
n the drunktan

k
             
An old man sai

              
d to me, won't

     
 see another o

ne
             
And then he sa

              
ng a song, The

          
 Rare Old Moun

tain Dew
             
I turned my fa

              
ce away, and d

           
reamed about y

ou

             
Got on a lucky

              
 one, came in 

   
eighteen to on

e
             
I've got a fee

              
ling, this yea

       
r's for me and

 you
             
So happy Chris

              
tmas, I love y

  
ou baby
             
I can see a be

              
tter time, whe

             
n all our drea

       
ms come true

            
They've got ca

rs
       
Big as bars
            
They've got ri

        
vers of gold
             
But the wind g

           
oes right thro

ugh you
             
It's no place 

         
for the old
             
When you first

         
 took my hand
             
On a cold Chri

      
stmas Eve
    
You promised m

e
            
Broadway was w

          
aiting for me
         
You were hands

ome
          
You were prett

y
             
Queen of New Y

     
ork City
             
When the band 

         
finished playi

ng
             
They howled ou

      
t for more
           
Sinatra was sw

inging
             
All the drunks

           
 they were sin

ging
             
We kissed on t

   
he corner
             
Then danced th

          
rough the nigh

t
             
The boys of th

        
e NYPD choir
             
Were singing '

      
Galway Bay'
             
And the bells 

     
were ringing
             
Out for Christ

    
mas day

I think the instrumental goes like this:
 
 
 
  


You're a bum
         
You're a punk
            
You're an old 

         
slut on junk
             
Living there a

        
lmost dead
             
on a drip In t

     
hat bed
    
You scum bag
      
You maggot
             
You cheap lous

   
y faggot
             
Happy Christma

       
s your arse
       
I pray God
         
It's our last

             
The boys of th

       
e NYPD choir
             
Still singing 

        
`Galway Bay`
             
And the bells 

    
are ringing
             
Out for Christ

    
mas Day


             
I could have b

              
een someone - 

             
well, so could

 anyone
             
You took my dr

              
eams from me w

            
hen I first fo

und you
             
I kept them wi

              
th me babe, I 

        
put them with 

my own
              
Can't make it 

             
all alone, I'v

              
e built my dre

         
ams around you


             
The boys of th

        
e NYPD choir
             
Still singing 

        
`Galway Bay`
             
And the bells 

    
are ringing
             
Out for Christ

    
mas Day