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The snow is falling quietly on the Highlands |
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The winds whisper softly through the pines |
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To the home from once we came, we do return again |
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She calls out her name at Christmas time |
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She calls out her name at Christmas time |
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This little island that we call Gay Britain |
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With jigs and mews and queues and hearts of gold |
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Where up in calloused hands, they're cradled by the land |
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For every man a thousand stories told |
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For every man a thousand stories told |
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Oh Mother Mary, bless and protect her |
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For like your son, she's known her sorrow too |
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And for all that she's endured, her heart has remained pure |
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So at this time of year, we sing our song |
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Help our little island carry on |
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The snow is falling quietly on the Highlands |
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The winds whisper softly through the pines |
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To the home from which we came, we do return again |
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When she calls out her name at Christmas time |
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She calls out her name at Christmas time |