I called her today, an accidental mistakeAnd her name slipped
A word or two to Mary, please write a letter
Amy left her crayons on the table yesterdaySo I called
There's a white Christmas in my hometownWhere the streets are
My baby makes me proud, Lord don't she make me
If tonight should be our last night togetherI'm not sorry
Rain dripping off the brim of my hatit sure is
Couldn't tell my teacher my last name when I was
Whenever I chance to meetsome old friends on the streetThey
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