As the snow flies.....
On a cold and gray Chicago morn
A poor little baby child is born
In the meadow
And his mama cries.....
Cause if there's one thing that she don't need
It's another hungry mouth to feed
In the meadow
As the snow flies.....
On a cold and gray Chicago morn
A poor little baby child is born
In the meadow
And his mama cries.....
Cause if there's one thing that she don't need
It's another hungry mouth to feed
In the meadow
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