| They closed the pass over the mountains
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| it don’t open until May
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| so I take the long way round to see you
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| I take the long way home
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| The radio’s singing Hallelujah
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| but there’s no angel here for me
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| just snowflakes dancing in my headlights
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| and a long way home
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| And honey I will find a way
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| to get home till Christmas day
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| I’ll fight the snow if it’s the last thing that I do
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| but it’s a long way home
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| a long way home
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| And you know I tried to call you
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| can’t get a signal through these pines
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| and anyway I might as well keep trucking
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| it’s a long way home
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| And I’m just a little tired
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| but I’ll keep pushing anyway
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| cause I know once I get around these mountains
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| it’s not a long way home
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| And honey I will find a way
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| to get home till Christmas day
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| I’ll fight the snow if it’s the last thing that I do
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| but it’s a long way home
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| a long way home
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| And it feels like I am flying
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| tires slipping on the ice
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| and those lights came out of nowhere
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| I tried to shield my eyes
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| I tried
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| Honey I’m so very sorry
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| I really tried my best
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| but I won’t make it home in time for Christmas
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| it’s a long way home |