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Away into the snowy woods the men and boys have gone to find the forest bounty and return to hearth and home When they return we’ll light the fires and sing the songs of old we’ll feast until the light of day and tell the tales of yore Pretty Polly dance with me until the light of day Then lay your weary head to rest upon a bed of hay I promise you when springtime comes I’ll spin this hay to gold But now it’s time to dance and sing as this cold night grows old The old man fades as the fires grow dim, the new year’s yet to come Winter’s chill falls across the land touching every hill and farm Tomorrow brings a new day’s toils on freshly fallen snow But for tonight we laugh and sing to chase away the woe Pretty Mary dance with me until the light of day Then lay your weary head to rest upon a bed of hay I promise yo@u when springtime comes I’ll spin this hay to gold But now it’s time to dance and sing as this cold night grows old The fire burns bright, the children sing, the ale begins to flow We laugh and sing all warm inside while out the cold wind blows Come old winter rest your feet by the craklin’ fire As long as there is food and drink, the pretty girls don’t tire Pretty Bonnie dance with me until the light of day Then lay your weary head to rest upon a bed of hay I promise you when springtime comes I’ll spin this hay to gold But now it’s time to dance and sing as this cold night grows old Away into the snowy woods the men and boys have gone to find the forest bounty and return to hearth and home When they return we’ll light the fires and sing the songs of old we’ll feast until the light of day and tell the tales of yore
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