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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
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In the slowest drawl I ever heard, the man said "Come with me
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If y'all wanna see the prettiest place in all of Tennessee."
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He poured us each a glass of wine and a-walking we did go,
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Along fallen leaves and crackling ice, where a tiny brook did flow
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He knew every inch of the land, and Lord he loved it so
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But the thing that I remember, on that cold day in December
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Was that my eyes were brimming over, as we walked
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He sat my down upon a stone, beside a running spring
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He talked in a voice so soft and clear, like the waters I heard sing
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He said "We searched quite a time for a place to call our own.
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There was just me and Mary John and now I guess we're home."
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I looked at the ground and wondered, how many years they each had roamed
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And Lord I do remember, on that day in late December
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How my eyes kept brimming over, as we talked
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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