Birds were falling from the sky all leaves had turned to brown   The heartless cold froze everything and took my poor red down       Poor old red she's dead and gone her eyes   I do remember at least i have this old guitar   To get me through december through december       Her eyes were dark as winter's night both   Ssomehow young and old i loved her most   The day she died her hair was colored gold       Poor old red she's dead and gone her eyes   I do remember at least i have this old guitar   To get me through december through december       Old man winter at my door the sky heavy with snow all's cold   But my heart poor red it's hard to let you go       Poor old red she's dead and gone her eyes   I do remember at least i have this old guitar   To get me through december through december