It was Christmas Eve, babe
In the drunk tank
An old man said to me
Won't see another one
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
[Verse 2: Shane MacGowan]
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
[Verse 3: Kirsty MacColl]
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
[Verse 4: Kirsty MacColl & Shane MacGowan & Together]
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
[Chorus: Shane Macgowan & Kirsty MacColl]
The boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing, "Galway Bay"
And the bells were ringing out
For Christmas Day
[Verse 5: Kirsty MacColl & Shane MacGowan]
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
[Chorus: Shane Macgowan & Kirsty MacColl]
The boys of the NYPD choir
Still singing, "Galway Bay"
And the bells are ringing out
For Christmas Day
[Verse 6: Kirsty MacColl & Shane MacGowan]
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
[Outro: Shane Macgowan & Kirsty MacColl]
The boys of the NYPD choir
Still singing, "Galway Bay"
And the bells are ringing out
For Christmas Day
Bio je Badnjak, beba
U pijan spremnika
Starac mi je rekao
neće vidjeti još jedan
A onda je pjevao pjesmu
Rare Old Mountain Dew”
Okrenuo sam lice daleko
I sanjala o vama
[Redak 2: Shane MacGowan]
Imaš na sretnik
Došao do osamnaest-on
Imam osjećaj
Ove godine je za mene i tebe
Dakle, Sretan Božić
Volim te dušo
Vidim bolje vrijeme
Kada su svi naši snovi postaju stvarnost
[Redak 3: Kirsty MacColl]
Oni imaju automobile velike što su kafići, oni 'je dobio rijeke zlata
Ali vjetar ide preko vas, to nije mjesto za stare
Kada prvi put uzeo moju ruku na hladnom Badnjak
Obećao si mi Broadway me čekao
[Redak 4: Kirsty MacColl i Shane MacGowan i zajedno]
Bili ste zgodni!
Bio si lijepa, kraljica New Yorka
Kad je bend završio igranje
Oni zavijao se za više
Sinatra je ljuljanje
Svi pijanci, oni su pjevali
Mi poljubi u kut
Zatim su plesali cijelu noć
[Hor: Shane MacGowan & Kirsty MacColl]
Momci iz njujorške policije zbor
Pjevaju "Galway Bay"
I zvonila su zvona iz
Za Božić
[5 redak: Kirsty MacColl i Shane MacGowan]
Ti si propalica, ti si propalica
Ti si stara kurva na smeće
Ležeći tamo gotovo mrtav na drip u tom krevetu
Vi scumbag, ti crv
Ti jeftini, loš peder
Sretan Božić, guzicu
Molim Boga da je naš posljednji
[Hor: Shane MacGowan & Kirsty MacColl]
Momci iz njujorške policije zbor
Ipak pjevanje "Galway Bay"
I zvona su zvonjenja se
Za Božić
[6 redak: Kirsty MacColl i Shane MacGowan]
Mogao sam biti netko
Pa, tako bi bilo tko
Uzeo si moje snove sa mnom
Kad sam te prvi našao
Ja sam ih čuvao sa mnom, dušo
Stavio sam ih moja
Ne mogu učiniti sve sama
Ja sam izgradio svoje snove oko vas
[Završnu: Shane MacGowan & Kirsty MacColl]
Momci iz njujorške policije zbor
Ipak pjevanje "Galway Bay"
I zvona su zvonjenja se
Za Božić