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- 0:00Speaker 1: The mahogany tree. Christmas is here. Winds whistle, shrill, icy
- 0:07Speaker 1: and chill. Little care we little, we fear weather without
- 0:13Speaker 1: sheltered about the mahogany tree. Once on the boughs, birds
- 0:19Speaker 1: of rare plume sang in its bloom. Night birds are
- 0:24Speaker 1: we here, we carouse, singing like them, perched round the
- 0:29Speaker 1: stem of the jolly old tree. Here, let us sport
- 0:34Speaker 1: boys as we sit, laughter and wit flashing so free.
- 0:39Speaker 1: Life is but short when we are gone. Let them
- 0:43Speaker 1: sing on round the old tree. Evenings we knew happy
- 0:49Speaker 1: as this faces we miss pleasant to see kind hearts
- 0:54Speaker 1: and true gentle and just peace to your dust. We
- 0:59Speaker 1: sing the tree care like a dun lurks at the gate.
- 1:05Speaker 1: Let the dog wait, happy will be drink everyone, pile
- 1:11Speaker 1: up the coals. Fill the red bulls round the old tree.
- 1:17Speaker 1: Drain we the cup friend art afraid. Spirits are laid
- 1:22Speaker 1: in the red sea mantle it up empty it Yet
- 1:27Speaker 1: let us forget round the old tree. Sorrows begone, life
- 1:33Speaker 1: and its ills, duns and their bills bid we to flee.
- 1:39Speaker 1: Come with the dawn, blue devil sprite, leave us tonight
- 1:44Speaker 1: round the old tree