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Introduction:
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Outside the Nashville city limits, a friend and I did drive
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On a day in early winter, I was glad to be alive
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We went to see some friends of his, who lived upon a farm
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Strange and gentle country folk, who wished nobody harm
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Fresh-cut sixty acres, eight cows in the barn
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But the thing that I remember, on that cold day in December
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Was that my eyes they did brim over, as we talked.
In the slowest drawl I had ever heard, the man said "Come with me,
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As we walked.
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And standing there with outstretched arms, he said to me "You know,
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I can't wait till the heavy storms, cover the ground with snow,
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And there on the pond the watercress, is all that don't turn white,
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When the sun is high you squint your eyes, and look at the hills so bright."
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And nodding his head my friend said, "It seems like overnight,
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That the leaves come out so tender, at the turning of the winter"
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I thought the skies they would brim over, as we talked.