I’m dreaming of a white Christmas / Just like the ones I used to know / Where the tree tops glisten / And children listen
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Said the night wind to the little lamb / Do you see what I see? / Way up in the sky, little lamb / Do you see what I see?
Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above, Don’t fence me in / Let me ride through the wide open country that I love, Don’t fence me in / Let me be by myself in the evenin’ breeze / And listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees