Fairytale Of New York
The Pogues Lyrics


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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 eighteen 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 are 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

Overall Meaning

The Pogues' "Fairytale of New York" tells the story of a couple who are reminiscing on their past and present situations. The story begins with the singer in a drunk tank on Christmas Eve. He hears an old man singing a traditional Irish folk song "The Rare Old Mountain Dew" and thinks about his lover. He then reflects on his past luck in betting, hoping that this year will be a better one for both of them. He wishes her a happy Christmas and reminds her of their dreams of a better future together.


The song continues with the singer and his love remembering past memories of New York City. They dance, kiss, and enjoy the music of Sinatra, but also acknowledge the harsh realities of the city. The lyrics take a dark turn when insults are hurled between the couple, before they again remember the good times they shared and the dreams they had together. The song ends with the sound of the NYPD choir singing and the bells ringing out for Christmas Day.


The song is a bittersweet tribute to those who have struggled and to those who still dream of hope and a better life. It is often seen as an anthem of the Irish diaspora and its struggles, and its honest portrayal of love and loss is one of the reasons it has become such a beloved Christmas classic.


Line by Line Meaning

It was Christmas Eve babe
The story takes place on Christmas Eve


In the drunk tank
The singer is in a jail cell because they are drunk or disorderly


An old man said to me, won't see another one
An elderly prisoner tells the singer that he believes he will not live to see another Christmas


And then he sang a song
The old man begins to sing a song


The Rare Old Mountain Dew
The old man's song is called 'The Rare Old Mountain Dew'


I turned my face away
The singer doesn't want to listen to the old man's song


And dreamed about you
The singer thinks about their significant other and dreams of being with them


Got on a lucky one
The artist feels lucky


Came in eighteen to one
The artist won a bet at odds of 18 to 1


I've got a feeling
The artist is optimistic about the upcoming year


This year's for me and you
The singer is looking forward to sharing the year with their significant other


So happy Christmas
The artist wishes their significant other a happy Christmas


I love you baby
The singer loves their significant other


I can see a better time
The singer can envision a brighter future


When all our dreams come true
The singer hopes that they and their significant other will achieve their dreams


They've got cars big as bars
The wealthy have cars as large as bars


They've got rivers of gold
The wealthy have great wealth


But the wind goes right through you
The city is cold and harsh, and the singer feels vulnerable


It's no place for the old
The city is not a welcoming place for the elderly


When you first took my hand
The artist remembers the first time they held hands with their significant other


On a cold Christmas Eve
The artist recalls that it was also Christmas Eve


You promised me
The significant other made a promise to the artist


Broadway was waiting for me
The significant other promised the singer that success awaited them on Broadway


You were handsome
The significant other is attractive


You were pretty
The significant other is also good-looking


Queen of New York City
The significant other is metaphorically the queen of the city


When the band finished playing
The singer and significant other were at a party where a band played


They howled out for more
The crowd demanded an encore from the band


Sinatra was swinging
Frank Sinatra was the singer of the band


All the drunks they were singing
The party-goers were singing along, even if they were drunk


We kissed on a corner
The singer and significant other kissed in a public place


Then danced through the night
The artist and significant other danced happily all night long


The boys of the NYPD choir
The NYPD's choir is mentioned


Were singing Galway Bay
The NYPD choir was singing a song called 'Galway Bay'


And the bells were ringing out
The church bells were ringing


For Christmas day
It was Christmas Day


You're a bum
The singer insults their significant other


You're a punk
The singer continues with their insults


You're an old slut on junk
The singer is extremely offensive towards their significant other


Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
The significant other is near death in a hospital bed


You scumbag, you maggot
The artist continues to insult their significant other


You cheap lousy faggot
The singer again uses highly offensive language to insult the significant other


Happy Christmas your arse
The singer wishes their significant other a sarcastic Merry Christmas


I pray God it's our last
The artist hopes that it will be the last Christmas they spend with their significant other


I could have been someone
The artist regrets not being successful


Well so could anyone
The artist acknowledges that anyone could have been successful


You took my dreams from me
The singer blames their significant other for not achieving their dreams


When I first found you
The artist feels that their life changed when they met their significant other


I kept them with me babe
The singer still holds onto their dreams


I put them with my own
The singer's dreams are now intertwined with their significant other's dreams


Can't make it all alone
The singer realizes that they can't achieve their dreams alone


I've built my dreams around you
The artist's dreams are now based on their significant other


The boys of the NYPD choir
The song ends with a repetition of its earlier lyrics


Still singing Galway Bay
The NYPD choir is still singing 'Galway Bay'


And the bells are ringing out
The church bells are still ringing


For Christmas day
It is still Christmas Day




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Jem Finer, Shane Patrick Lysaght Macgowan

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@Mossadagent666

Simply the best Christmas song ever !! . Rest in peace Shane . Nothing compares to this !! . G-d bless you Shane , Kirsty and Sinéad O'Connor , all now rocking in heaven.
Near a shady wall a rose once grew,
Budded and blossomed in G-d’s free light,
Watered and fed by the morning dew,
Shedding it’s sweetness day and night.
As it grew and blossomed fair and tall,
Slowly rising to loftier height,
It came to a crevice in the wall
Through which there shone a beam of light.
Onward it crept with added strength
With never a thought of fear or pride,
It followed the light through the crevice’s length
And unfolded itself on the other side.
The light, the dew, the broadening view
Were found the same as they were before,
And it lost itself in beauties new,
Breathing it’s fragrance more and more.
Shall claim of death cause us to grieve
And make our courage faint and fall?
Nay! Let us faith and hope receive–
The rose still grows beyond the wall,
Scattering fragrance far and wide
Just as it did in days of yore,
Just as it did on the other side,
Just as it will forever-more.

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SINCERE CONDOLENCES, FROM
DOCTOR. KÄSTIEN. MD
Am Yisrael Chai 🇮🇱🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻💯🫡
Ps , I’m listening to this absolutely beautiful song on Christmas Day, 2023. I’ve just been diagnosed with pancreatic cancer two weeks ago, and this song really makes me cry with joy but also with pain. It really takes you on a journey that everyone in the world can relate to. Everyone has “been through” this song! . Christmas is full of all the emotions one can imagine. Happiness, joy, and downright pain in the depths of despair. 15 years ago, on Christmas Day, my ex-fiancé stabbed me 18 times to my skull and 12 times to my chest, inches from my heart. I’d cooked Christmas lunch, and everything happened so fast that I had no time to react at all. I never knew I’d been stabbed until I saw the blood on the crisp white walls of our new house, which we’d just moved into. Next thing I know, I am collapsing in a pool of my own blood that swallowed me up like a lake. I had just managed to dial for the police and ambulance crews to save me. Luckily, they did, but I still get flashbacks and even pain in my head (an injury site) and my chest to this very day. Life can really send you curveballs at times, but the main thing is to realise that the entire world is a very narrow and precarious bridge that we all must cross in this life. However, the main thing is never, ever to fear! . There will always be someone who will reach out to you on your journey on the bridge of life. No matter what life throws at you, remember that you’re loved and cared for, and someone is always there for you, even if it’s a stranger like me. I’m reaching out to everyone who reads my comment: I’m here for you, you matter, I love you, I’m your friend if you need one, I’m your brother from another mother, so remember, "My precious loved one," yes, I’m talking to you!,, who’s reading these words of mine. I love you, and if you need a friend, just contact me here, and if you want my Facebook or email address, just ask, and I’m here for you forever, or as long as I have left this world.
I wish you peace, love, happiness, and the most important thing of all—my heart and my love as a person who loves you no matter what. Be happy. May 2024 be a great year for you. Let’s unite for peace, love, and happiness. Please pray for me. I need your prayers and support. I would love to hear some messages of support, and maybe I will start a channel to help others with what they are going through. Your dear friend and brother, Dr. Kästien. 🙏🏻🫶🕊️🤝😊🫡👍🏻



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@RTGame

The season begins

@therealtedx5284

Indeed it does

@dianamaioru497

Ayyy Daniel’s here!!

@db_xo5259

Yes it doesssss

@CraicDealer

Best Christmas song ever. Happy to see you haven't been scared away from saying you like it

@SDART998

Rt is pog

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@SoldadoTTV

Nowadays every time you hear this song, the vocals heard are the voices of angels from Heaven.
RIP Shane and Kirsty. 🙏🇮🇪🇬🇧
1957-2023
1959-2000

@tenahennessy5489

The tow best singer ubh all time
❤❤❤❤❤❤😢😢😢😢😢

@harryaustin4327

Let’s get this masterpiece to number 1 already. RIP Shane and Kirsty. ❤️🙏🏻

@paulasandford6516

Please download and get your friends to download too

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