Fireside Snowboots

(hmmmmm) Snow is falling on the gravel road

Woodsmoke rising as the fire glows

Got the old pine tree

in the back of the truck

This year we're running on love and luck Oh,

the finest gifts aren't under the tree

Just your hand in mine,

sitting next to me

With the kitchen light

and the radio low

Darling, we don't need no mistletoe

(no we don't)

Wrapped up warm

in a flannel thread

Frost on the window,

the world's in bed

We don't need silver,

we don't need gold

Just a fire to keep out the winter cold

Oh, the finest gifts aren't under the tree

Just your hand in mine,

sitting next to me

With the kitchen light

and the radio low

Darling, we don't need no mistletoe

(oh yeah)

No mistletoe tonight (hmmm)

Just you and me in the firelight