Fairytale of New York by Tex Perkins and Clare Bowditch

April 26, 2009

We have shown Fairytale of New York on Getalookatthis before and so some of you may have seen it already. In this post I would just like to add another version of the song. This time I have added the version by Tex Perkins ( Former lead singer of The Cruel Sea ) and Clare Bowditch ( another home grown Australian talent ). The duet by Tex and Clare was performed during a Rockwiz Christmas Special in December 2007.

For those of you who don’t know, Rockwiz is an Australian show aired on SBS Television. The show is a Rock Quiz ( hence the name Rockwiz ) and includes 2 teams each with 2 audience members and 1 musician who then answer a number of rock and music questions. It would have to be one of my favourite alltime shows, along with ABC Television’s equivalent show called Spicks and Specks. Anyway enough rambling and back to the music, enjoy!

Fairytale of New York by Tex Perkins and Clare Bowditch

For the Lyrics and original version by The Pogues and Kirsty MacColl click here –>

Fairytale of New York by The Pogues and Kirsty MacColl

Lyrics to Fairytale of New York by The Pogues

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 cheap lousy faggot
Happy Christmas your arse
I pray God it’s our last

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



Written by Craig · Filed Under Art, People, Video 

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