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