The Winter Hours

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The Deep Dark Woods - Country, Folk

The Winter Hours

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There ain't no difference we're exactly the same But you chose fortune and fame There's a small cove on the outside of town That I'd like to show you around Oh, we will never be found So fill up your cup with whiskey and gin And let the time swallow you in Oh, sing till the morning begins The wind blows low, and the river runs high Oh, how time flows by It's so sad to see it all die My money's all gone, but my mind is at ease My home's about ready to freeze Won't you take me away from here, please Seven months or more through the cold rain and snow In the Winter the hours move slow Oh, in the Winter the hours move slow

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