Through December lyrics

Birds were falling from the sky
All leaves had turned to brown
The heartless cold froze everything
And took my poor Red down

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Poor old Red she's dead and gone
Her eyes I do remember
At least I have this old guitar
To get me through December, through December
Through December

Her eyes were dark as winter's night
Both somehow young and old
I loved her most the day she died
Her hair was colored gold

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Old man winter at my door
The sky heavy with snow
All's cold but my heart poor Red
It's hard to let you go

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