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Some of them superstitious
Sitting with their backs facing the
All of them with mittens on their hands and
waiting there for winter

Thousands on the
Well, I could join them there
And we not bother
But couldn't but holler, yeah

no use in hiding
The joy the bright new sun
I could for winter
Better if it comes

Some of them were
Watching them around the town square
Some of them were
cold and simply 'cause they don't know better

Someone to them
Someone to keep track of
No, I don't them
I would holler, yeah

There's no use in
The joy from the new sun
Now you say you're
But leaving will just you down

Can you machines like that?
Miles a day on tough terrain and

I'm not sure if we will again
I guess it depends on company you're in

Oh wait, gone, you're gone
So soon, so soon, so
But life in the words for
And someone

So soon, so soon, so
And when gone, you're gone
And life, it works for
You're someone, someone
someone