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Winter's coming
We live a shorter day
The sun is hunting
For a place to stay
And Jack Frost's fingers
Are in the wind again
Ragged robin is see-sawin'
In one half of a coconut shell
He can't find the bacon rind
Hunger makes his red breast swell
Now is the time
For fire and wine
Fire for body and wine for mind
We will sing and play 'til break of day
And we will sing the frost away
Cold October bowls me over
Damp November makes me sneeze
Then December cruelly sends
The winter's frost to freeze my knees
Now is the time
For fire and wine
Fire for body and wine for mind
We will sing and play 'til break of day
And we will sing the frost away
Winter brings us to the singers
And the drinkers, glass in hand
Roll up smokers, cards, and jokers
Listeners, all who sit and stand
Now is the time
For fire and wine
Fire for body and wine for mind
We will sing and play 'til break of day
And we will sing the frost away
Now is the time
For fire and wine
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