When the band finished playing
So I'll sing a song
They howled out for more
Then he sang a song
They got rivers of gold
Were singing, 'Galway Bay'
Queen of New York city
But I kept them with me, babe
And the bells were ringing out
And we kissed on a corner
I turned my face away
Say, so could anyone
And the boys of the NYPD choir
Lay with the trash
I'm an old man now
All the drunks, they were singing
It's no place for the old
I could have been someone
Was waiting for you
The rare 'Old Mountain Dew'
That I took your dreams from you
In the drunk tank
Be a bum, it was a clutter
And the bells were ringing out
When you first found me
All your fingers were blue
When all our dreams come true"
For Christmas day
And I'd pray as you'd yell
Said, "Happy Christmas
While sad broken promises
It's Christmas eve again
Came in eighteen to one
They got cars, big as bars
For me and you
I won't see another one
I can see a better time
Christmas day
An old man said to me
Danced through the night
Got on a lucky one
That as train rattled past
Well, I promised you Broadway
And the boys of the NYPD choir
Dream of another life
When I first took your hand
And dreamed about you
Still singing, 'Galway Bay'
And sleep when I'm through
I had a feeling that years
And smell like the gutter
I was handsome, you were pretty
I put them with my own
We'd end up in a fight
Built my dreams around you
But the wind blows right through you
Every cold chilly night
Won't see another one
Sinatra was swinging
I love you, baby
Can't make it all alone
