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FWhen chimney smoke hangs still and low
BbAcross the stubbled fields of snow
FAnd angry skies reach down and seize
CThe sorry blackened bones of trees
FIn the dead of winter when the Bbsilent snowbirds come
FYou're my sweet maple sugar, honey, Chot buttered Frum
FBbF
FWhen dreary Christmas decorations
BbLine the streets and filling stations
FAnd dime store Santas can't disguise
CTheir empty hands and Amempty eyes
FIn the dAmead of Dmwinter Fwhen the Bbtinsel angels come
FYou're my sweet maple sugar, honey, Chot buttered Frum
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FWhen gloves and boots and woolen parkas
BbBring cold comfort to the heart
FAnd bitter memories freeze the tongue
CAnd songs of love are left uAmnsung
FIn the dAmead of wDminter Fwhen the Bbcold Ffeelings Bbcome
FYou're my sweet maple sugar, honey, Chot buttered Frum
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FIn the dAmead of wDminter Fwhen the Bbcold Ffeelings Bbcome
FYou're my sweet Dmmaple sugar, honey, hCot buttered rFum
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