Look outside the window here, the snow fell deep last night
Let's get our coats and mittens on, and have a snowball fight
I know we're not as young as once, but I am game if you
It's not too often in this life, that old can become new
We'll build a fat and jolly friend, who'll watch us as we play
We'll even dare to take a ride, on grandpaw's wooden sleigh
We'll make some angels in the snow, and sing the carols sweet
We'll make ourselves some sugar ice, it's grandmaw's favorite treat
We'll end the day inside again, around that glowing fire
We'll sip the eggnog Sister makes, and then we'll all retire
But while we're all so fast asleep, the dreams will start to flow
With memories of the day that we, went playing in the snow
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