(Bob Shane/Tom Drake)
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The white snows of winter fall into the quiet town.
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The town lies asleeping. Asleeping beneath the down.
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It soon will be Christmas. Bells will be ringing. Bring us another round.
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But here in the white of a cold winter night, my love cannot be found.
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'Twas only October, we danced the fire out.
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I called as I left her, "Away from here I'm bound."
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I've been to the sea and back to the land and many's the hill I've crowned,
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And here in the white of a cold winter night, my love cannot be found.
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And now in the winter I've come to find her here.
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My love lies a sleeping. I know that she is near.
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It soon will be Christmas. Bells will be ringing. Blessings are all around,
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For here in the white of a warm winter's night, my love at last I've found
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The White Snows Of Winter
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| The Kingston Trio |
