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Snow Harry M

One evening as the sun went down And the jungle fires were burning, Down the track came a hobo hiking, And he said, "Boys, I'm not turning I'm headed

don't answer the phone when it's you It's funny when I see the caller I.D. That shows the phone line's Still in your dad's name So hey, I'm doing okay

lady by her elegant air But a genuine princess Is exceedingly rare On a stormy night To the castle door Came the lass the prince Had been waiting for ?I?m

Music by Harry Warren, Lyric by Mark Gordon Why do robins sing in December? Long before the Springtime is due? And even though it's snowing, violets

' check down Step down, or let's get down And then we burn down the next town I'm a loose cannon That mean I bust without planning Harry Zorannon, keeps