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By Mindy Smith, Somebody'd say this tree's not real
'Cause it stands there every
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By Mindy Smith, Hold me, even though I know you're leaving
And show me
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By Mindy Smith, These hand me downs I am wearing
Are worn at the
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By Mindy Smith, If you're far aways on this holiday eve
And you're dreamin'
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By Mindy Smith, I've been listening
For tose metal wheels
To come scraping across that
Old
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By Mindy Smith, Layin' under a blanket of stars
Listenin' to the crickets talk
Wrapped
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By Mindy Smith, The blood is dry in the wounds I hide
The scars
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By Mindy Smith, Tennessee, you’ve been good to me.
Yes, I’ve come to believe,
You’re
