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Snow is lazy in the air
Kids are running out in pairs
Doorways open, homes are warm
Neighbors call and folks all swarm
Grandpa sings a song we know
Kids join in, here we go
Mugs of cocoa in a row
Feet are moving to and fro
Frost is on the porch rail
Children are singing down the trail
Every voice becomes a hymn
My heart fills to the brim
Frost is on the porch rail
Children are singing down the trail
Our small voices ring so bold
And this winter feels like gold
Grandpa sings a song we know
Kids join in, here we go
Mugs of cocoa in a row
Feet are moving to and fro
Frost is on the porch rail
Children are singing down the trail
Every voice becomes a hymn
My heart fills to the brim
Frost is on the porch rail
Children are singing down the trail
Our small voices ring so bold
And this winter feels like gold