| I woke up to frost on the window
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| I’d been sleeping in a snow-globe town
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| Six inches on the ground
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| You always said I’d never would see a white Christmas
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| Snow angels never make it to Texas
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| But you were wrong
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| They’re outside singing Hank William’s songs
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| If snow can fall in Austin
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| Why can’t you fall into my arms?
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| So you say your home is Boston
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| What’s New England got on all these Texas charms?
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| Tumbleweeds
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| Dance on the ground
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| Armadillos (poor little guys)
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| Upside down
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| Have you ever seen a cactus Christmas tree?
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| Come see
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| Come home to me
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| If snow can fall in Austin
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| Why can’t you fall into my arms?
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| So you say your home is Boston
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| What’s New England got on all these Texas charms?
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| There’s a snowman standing out on 6th street
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| With a hat, a scarf, and a broom guitar
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| They’re hanging mistletoe up in the bars
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| Do you remember that night at Las Monitas
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| Our heads were numb from frozen margaritas
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| Imagine how
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| Cold they would be now
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| If snow can fall in Austin
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| Why can’t you fall into my arms?
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| So you say your home is Boston
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| What’s New England got on all these Texas charms? |