Author/Artist: Third Eye Blind
Title: Fairytale of New York
Album: Unreleased
Transcribed by: Thomas Dillard
Email: cerberus_327@yahoo.com

It's Christmas time, I thought I'd do this.  Its skeletal,
but it really doesn't have definative guitar.  All you piano
people can use the chords.  For the most part, the chords are
gotten from the bass note during the verse.  Listen to the song
for rhythms.

Riff 1
  D   G       D         A   D   A
|---|-3-------2-------|-0---2---0-------|
|---|-0-----0-3-------|-2---3---2-------|
|-2-|---0-----2-------|-2---2---2-------|
|---|-----0---0-4-0-4-|-2---0---2-------|
|---|-----------------|-0-------0-0-2-4-|
|---|-3---------------|-----------------|
  +   1 + 2 + 3 + 4 +   1 + 2 + 3 + 4 +

D - G - D - A - D - A (See Riff 1)

                 D               G 
It was Christmas eve babe, in a drunk tank
            D                     A   
An old man said to me, won’t see another one
             D                         G
And then he sang a song, the rare old mountain dew
             D                     A     D    A
I turned my face away, and dreamed about you
          D                     G
Got on a lucky one, came in eighteen to one
            D                       A    
I’ve got a feeling, this year’s for me and you
          D                    G
So happy Christmas, I love you baby
            D                         A      D        
I can see a better time, when all our dreams come true

  D   G       D         A   
|---|-3-------2-------|-0-|
|---|-0-----0-3-------|-2-| 
|-2-|---0-----2-------|-2-| 
|---|-----0---0-4-0-4-|-2-|
|---|-----------------|-0-|
|---|-3---------------|---|
  +   1 + 2 + 3 + 4 +   H 

D - G - D - A (See Riff 2) 
D - A - D - G - A - D
            D
They’ve got cars big as bars
            Bm        A
They’ve got rivers of gold
         D
But the wind goes right through you
         G            A
It’s no place for the old
         D
When you first took my hand
      G
On a cold Christmas eve
      D           G
You promised me Broadway
    A           D
Was waiting for me
         D 
You were handsome, You were pretty
          G
Queen of New York city
         D
When the band finished playing
     A              D
They howled out for more
   D
Sinatra was swinging, 
        G
All the drunks they were singing
   D            G
We kissed on a corner 
     A                  D
Then danced through the night

Chorus
    G             Bm A 
The boys of the NYPD choir
     D              Bm
Were singing Galway bay
        D          G         A
And the bells were ringing out

For Christmas day

D - G - D - A - Bm - G - A - D
         D
You’re a bum, you’re a punk
          G
You’re an old slut on junk
      D            G     
Lying there almost dead 
      A           D 
on a drip in that bed
      D
You scumbag, you maggot
       Bm       G
You cheap lousy faggot
       D             G
Happy Christmas your arse
       A             D
I pray God it’s our last

CHORUS

D - G
              D
I could have been someone
               G
Well so could anyone
             D    
You took my dreams from me
              A
When I first found you
            D
I kept them with me babe
             G
I put them with my own
              D
Can’t make it all alone
                      A      D
I’ve built my dreams around you

Chorus
    G             Bm  A
The boys of the NYPD choir
     D              Bm
Were singing Galway bay
        D N.C
And the bells were ringing out

For Christmas day

D - G - D - A (continue and fade)

If you want, on the last instumental rythem part, you can alternate 
basses, playing the higher A with the D chord, and the D with the 
G chord and the E with the A chord.