Frozen ground, oh holy night
Bring me back from the fight to my sweet young bride
Dream of her waiting underneath
Mistletoe, in the glow of our family tree
We were marching, We were marching
As the snow fell on the clay
We were marching, We were marching
We were marching on Christmas Day
Heroes died the easy way
Men who live walk the fire in the woods ablaze
Hear the bells of Christmas ring
Are they for you are they for me
until our time we'll sing
We were marching, We were marching
As the snow fell on the clay
We were marching, We were marching
We were marching on Christmas Day
If this be my last Noel
Don't let my Kentucky blood spill into hell
Bethlehem, set me free
By your star in the sky I will look to thee
We were marching, We were marching
As the snow fell on the clay
We were marching, We were marching
We were marching on Christmas Day
Bring me back from the fight to my sweet young bride
Dream of her waiting underneath
Mistletoe, in the glow of our family tree
We were marching, We were marching
As the snow fell on the clay
We were marching, We were marching
We were marching on Christmas Day
Heroes died the easy way
Men who live walk the fire in the woods ablaze
Hear the bells of Christmas ring
Are they for you are they for me
until our time we'll sing
We were marching, We were marching
As the snow fell on the clay
We were marching, We were marching
We were marching on Christmas Day
If this be my last Noel
Don't let my Kentucky blood spill into hell
Bethlehem, set me free
By your star in the sky I will look to thee
We were marching, We were marching
As the snow fell on the clay
We were marching, We were marching
We were marching on Christmas Day
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