| And it’s sure been a cold, cold winter
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| And the wind ain’t been blowin' from the south
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| It’s sure been a cold, cold winter
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| And the light of love is all burned out
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| It sure been a hard, hard winter
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| My feet been draggin' 'cross the ground
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| And I hope it’s gonna be a long, hot summer
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| And the light of love will be burnin' bright
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| And I wish I’d been out in California
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| When the lights on all the Christmas trees went out
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| But I been burnin' my bell, book and candle
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| And the restoration plays have all gone 'round
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| It sure been a cold, cold winter
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| My feet been draggin' 'cross the ground
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| And the fields has all been brown and fallow
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| And the springtime take a long way around
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| Yeah, and I wish I’d been out in Stony Canyon
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| When the lights on all the Christmas trees went out
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| But I been burnin' my bell, book and candle
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| And the restoration plays have all gone 'round
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| Sometimes I think about you, baby
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| Sometimes I cry about you
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| Lord well well well
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| Sometimes I wanna wrap my coat around you
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| Sometimes I wanna keep you warm
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| Sometimes I wanna wrap my coat around you
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| Sometimes I wanna burn a candle for you |