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(mmm-mmm) Snow is falling on the timber lines
Across the ridges
of the Appalachian pines
Abbs Valley's turning white tonight
With the kitchen windows throwing golden light It's a high mountain Christmas
home
In the valley where the cold winds blow
But we've got the woodstove burning bright
Keeping us warm in Virginia tonight (yeah)
Old dirt roads are iced and still
Up past the churchyard
on the hill
We'll sing the carols of the pioneers
That echoed here
for a hundred years
It's a high mountain Christmas home
In the valley where the cold winds blow
But we've got the woodstove burning bright
Keeping us warm in Virginia tonight
(staying warm)
Snow keeps falling down on Abbs Valley...
(soft humming) Keeping us warm tonight