In the drunk tank
An old man said to me
“won’t see another one”
And then we sang a song…“The Rare Auld 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 ‘n’ you
(it’s on the radio right this minute)
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 waitin’ for me
You were handsome
You were pretty
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 the corner n danced through the night
And the boys of the NYPD choir were singin’ “Galway Bay,”
And the bells were ringing out for Christmas Day.