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Mr. Jones lives down the lane He lives alone with his wife Jane You know his car won't start on frigid winter days He shovels snow so high on frigid winter days blow by the, blow by the snow Professor John gives an exam Try to pass it if you can You know he'll send you out to frigid winter days Out with an 'F' you go to frigid winter days blow by the, blow by the snow Ba ba e ya um ba ba bae ya um ba a Mrs. Smith has gotten old Her family's gone or so I'm told You know she stays inside on frigid winter days she turns her heat up high on frigid winter days twenty below So quietly I walk back home So glad that I am not alone I love the blue of night on frigid winter days I love the crystal light of frigid winter days blow by the blow by the snow Ba da da da da da da um ba da um ba e ya Ba da da da um ba da um ba a
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