I see them dancing somewhere in the moonlight Somewhere in Alaska, somewhere in the sun I hear them singing a song for all lovers A song for the two
The season is upon us now A time for gifts and giving And as the year draws to its close I think about my living The Christmastime when I was young
Here I am closing my eyes again Trying so hard not to see All the things that I see Almost willing to lie again I swear that it just isn't so It just
I've been out on this highway now Five days in a row My words all run together My feet are movin' slow I've got to stop and eat While it's still light
See the sunlight through the pine Taste the warm of winter wine Dream of softly falling snow Winter's gold, Aspenglow As the winter days unfold Hearts
Because he called the forest "Brother" Because he calls the Earth his mother They drove him out into the rain Some people even said the boy from the
To sail on a dream on a crystal clear ocean To ride on the crest of a wild raging storm To work in the service of life and the living In search of the
Tall in the saddle, we spend Christmas Day, driving the cattle over snow covered-plains. All of the good gifts given today, ours is the sky and the
Been out on this highway now five days in a row My words all run together and my feet are movin' slow I've got to stop and eat while it's still light
I guess growing isn't hard to do Just stand against the wall Once I was just two feet high Today I'm six feet tall But knowing who to listen to Is something
Almost heaven, west virginia Blue ridge mountains, shenandoah river Life is old there, older than the trees Younger than the mountains, blowing like
Lullay, thou little tiny Child, By-bye lully, lullay. Lullay, thou little tiny Child, By-bye lully, lullay. O sisters too, how may we do For to
I caught a ride on the Dreamland Express last night I was sailin' on an ocean of blue And right there by my side Much to my surprise; was you I said
Spring is alive In Carolina Deep in the forest Where the foxfire glows High on a mountain Down in a holler Thunder and lightning So it goes Over a hundred
All of her days have gone soft and cloudy All of her dreams have gone dry All of her nights have gone sad and shady She's getting ready to fly Fly
There's a storm across the valley clouds are rollin' in the afternoon is heavy on your shoulders. There's a truck out on the four lane a mile or more
It's by far the hardest thing I've ever done To be so in love with you and so alone Follow me where I go what I do and who I know Make it part of you
Welcome to my morning, welcome to my day. Yes, I'm the one responsible, I made it just this way. To make myself some pictures, see what they might bring
