| Christmas Eve all alone
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| Thinking about the folks back home
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| Through the pines I hear that lonesome wind blow
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| Cider’s hot, drink my fill
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| Red oak fire to break the chill
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| Thoughts of home reflected in my window
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| For several weeks the creek’s been froze
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| Can’t get out the roads are closed
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| It’s been quite a spell of nasty weather
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| It’s my favorite time of year
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| But home’s a thousand miles from here
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| I wish so much that we were all together
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| I can see us 'round the Christmas tree
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| Snowflakes fallin', my heart’s callin' me
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| Back to Tennessee
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| A blanket of new fallen snow
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| Has covered up the undergrowth
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| The mountainside is flowing in the moonlight
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| Though it’s a picture perfect scene
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| I close my eyes and still I dream
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| Of being home in Tennessee tonight |