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I got the honor of having a fantastic singer with me on this song! The Queen of New York City - Kristin Starkey! ⚜️ Check out her amazing voice on other videos as well: @KristinStarkey “Fairytale of New York“ - The Pogues Written by: Jem Finer / Shane Patrick Lysaght Macgowan From the album “If I Should Fall From Grace With God“ - 1988 --------------------------- If you like my work and wanna support me I'd be more than happy for any donation to my PayPal: reinxeed@ Thank you!! 🙏 --------------------------- ✘ Song recorded, arranged, produced, mixed, mastered and performed by Tommy Johansson and Kristin Starkey ✘ Video edited by Tommy Johansson ✘ Filmed by Mandy Spice/Tommy Johansson/Kristin Starkey ✘ Guitar: Charvel Red/White Gary Moore Replica ✘ Fredman Bass (VST software) ✘ Brighton Drums by Fredman Digital (VST software) ✘ Sound: “Fredhead“ by Fredman Digital ✘ Orchestral instruments: 8DIO Majestica 2.0 ----------------------------- Check out: ⚜️ Sabaton (Guitar): ⚜️ Majestica (Guitar, vocals, song writer): ----------------------------- Sponsored by: ✘ Fredman Digital: ✘ Charvel Guitars: ✘ 8DIO Majestica: ---------------------------- Thanks for watching! Merry Christmas and don't forget to subscribe 🔴 ---------------------------- 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 big stupid ass-hat 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
