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- 0:00Speaker 1: A Christmas folk song. The wind is blowin' wamma, and
- 0:05Speaker 1: it's blowin from de bay. Day's a sword a mist
- 0:09Speaker 1: arizin all are long to medaway. Da ain't a hen
- 0:14Speaker 1: of frostin on to ground, ne'er in the sky. An
- 0:18Speaker 1: ain't no use in hopin' that the snow will mince
- 0:21Speaker 1: to fly. It's going to be a green Christmas, an
- 0:26Speaker 1: sad to day for me. I wish this was the
- 0:29Speaker 1: last one that ever I should see. Day's dancin' in
- 0:34Speaker 1: the cabin, day's spokin' by the tree. But dancin' times
- 0:39Speaker 1: an spokin' are all done past for me. Day's feastin'
- 0:44Speaker 1: in the big house with all the wind is wide,
- 0:48Speaker 1: is d the way for people to meet to Christmas hide.
- 0:52Speaker 1: It's going to be a green Christmas, no matter what
- 0:56Speaker 1: you say. Day's us that will remember and grieve to
- 1:01Speaker 1: come in day days does a breath, a dampness, a
- 1:05Speaker 1: clinging to my cheek, toa's been dark and heavy and
- 1:10Speaker 1: threatening for a week, but not with signs a winner.
- 1:14Speaker 1: The winnd seems so dear. The winner's out of season,
- 1:19Speaker 1: and Christmas Eve is here. It's going to be a
- 1:23Speaker 1: green Christmas, And oh how sad today, Go axe to
- 1:29Speaker 1: hungry chuched and see what hit will say. Day's allen
- 1:34Speaker 1: on to hillside and Marphy in the plain. For Christmas
- 1:39Speaker 1: was like springtime, and come with sun and rain days Caline,
- 1:45Speaker 1: John and Susie with only this one left, and now
- 1:50Speaker 1: the curses comin, would murder in its breath. It's going
- 1:55Speaker 1: to be a green Christmas. Does hear my words? And
- 1:59Speaker 1: see before the summer beckons, day's many you'll weep with
- 2:05Speaker 1: me