Tom:
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It was Christmas in prison and the food was real good
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We had turkey and pistols carved out of wood
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And I dream of her always even when I don't dream
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Her name's on my tongue and her blood's in my stream
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Wait awhile eternity
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Old Mother Nature's got nothing on me
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Come to me, run to me
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Come to me now
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We're rolling, my sweetheart
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We're flowing by God
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She reminds me of a chess game with someone I admire
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Or a picnic in the rain after a prairie fire
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Her heart is as big as this whole goddamn jail
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And she's sweeter than saccharin at a drug store sale
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Wait awhile eternity
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Old Mother Nature's got nothing on me
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Come to me, run to me
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Come to me now
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We're rolling, my sweetheart
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We're flowing by God
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The search light in the big yard swings 'round with the gun
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And the spot lights the snowflakes like the dust in the sun
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It's Christmas in prison, there'll be music tonight
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I'll probably get homesick, I love you, goodnight
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Wait awhile eternity
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Old Mother Nature's got nothing on me
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Come to me, run to me
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Come to me now
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We're rolling, my sweetheart
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We're flowing by God
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