Intro: ( with Harmonica)

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It was the first snow of the year and all that you could hear

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were your own foot steps in the wet and heavy snow.

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It’s been almost 40 years John Roberts rangered around here.

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He was the sort of man that everybody knows.

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Heading home on Friday night, in the fading winter light,

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With the weekend and Christmas on his mind.

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When in the freshly fallen snow, there were the footprints of old Joe,

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and a spruce stump, fresh cut and left behind.

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Joe Carson never had much luck. Some might say he had it rough; seven children

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he never had a steady job.

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But as John stood there at his door, he clenched his teeth and then he swore,

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“Not even this man should stand above the law.”

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So in a steamy room inside, where puppies ran and babies cried.

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He hit Carson with a stiff ten dollar fine.

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And Carson said, “that cleans me out.” And Johnny had his doubts

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of Christmas morning and what Joe’s kids might find.

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As he headed for the door, he spied a pup there on the floor.

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He picked it up and turned to Carson once again.

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He said, “my nephew wants a pup. And it looks like he’s in luck.

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I’ll take this one.” And he handed Joe a ten.

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Later on, on Sunday night on a corner ‘neath a street light,

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doesn’t John run into Joe on his way home.

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He said, “since the other night when you came by, it’s been a sight!

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I’ve sold eight pups now, what’s that go to show?”

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“News travels fast here in the woods, Joe, I hope your Christmas is good.”

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And for a moment, they just stood there in the snow.

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And then Joe stuck out his hand. He said, I hope your day is grand.

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Merry Christmas to you, Johnny.”

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“Merry Christmas to you, Joe.”




not sure about the ending. This looks correct in the edit function, however, the preview 
function seems to have errors. I can't be certain it will post correctly until it's 
submitted. Also, look this up on iTunes to hear it.
Artist's web site:http://www.chrisandbridget.com/