Dr. Dog – One Winters Night (Guitar)

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I come to you now with ink and quill to commit my soul by my own free will

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For if I don't care to climb that hill and tell my tale, nobody will

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[Verse 2]
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They were wide awake in the carriage house and I snuck to the window like a stable mouse

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Now I can't forget and my hair's gone white, the things I saw in the flickering light

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one winter's night, long ago

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They were all in the kitchen and the drink did flow, there was Bing and Dean on the radio

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The wind did howl, they will send below, they were safe and sound from the ice and snow

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And on the windowsill by the candle's glow I could see an old cat calico

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A bowl of cloves and pistachios, a bow on a thistle and some mistletoe

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one winter's night, long ago

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Once I surveyed the scene I made my haste, up to the chimney without a trace

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For the sand runs fast at a rabbit's pace and it's Christmas Eve, no time to waste

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I crept past the kitchen on the tip of my toes, straight to the parlor where the pine tree glows

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A string of socks lined up in rows, I was followed by that old cat calico

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one winter's night, long ago

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There in the house of the familyhood, they had nine little babes and they'd all been good

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I was carrying more than an old man should, nine little kittens made out of wood

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As I knelt beneath that Christmas tree and spread the gifts out quietly

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All at once so suddenly I found myself with company

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one winter's night, long ago

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His presence shocked and bothered me for I must work in secrecy

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But there he was, all shadowy, his feet just cloaked in mystery

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His voice was low and pillowy, as he offered his apology

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Do not fear he said to me, and pardon my proximity

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My name is Arthur Hood he said but you can call me Art instead

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I built the floor upon which we tread and I built the roof up over head

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And much like you, I am seldom seen, rarely want to intervene

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I fix things up and I keep things clean, catching leaks and mending screens

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And I always felt that you and I were of one fate to occupy

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Pleased to meet you eye-to-eye and he wished me well and he said goodbye

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one winter's night, long ago

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It was time to go for the bells did ring, I had a list of lists about a thousand things

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That's one song I shall not sing, for the eye must leave what the silence brings

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one winter's night, long ago

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I was heading for the chimney just as slow as I could when I saw on the mantle carved into the wood

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Six little words that would shiver me good: "In loving memory of Arthur Hood"

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one winter's night, long ago

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In loving memory of Arthur Hood

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one winter's night, long ago

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one winter's night, long ago