November, turning cold December 'round the tree-O Li-lo, lullo, li-lo. New Year brought the snow Next month, skiing we did go March, my God, how the wind
s roses and for that they?ll have his hide The got him in a jail cell and that is where he stays And they?ll keep him past tomorrow, which it be his wedding
by the gloss of silk Trust build them a triumphal arch While organ dirges their wedding march For feathers dancing in the wind Apparence is like
gold November, turning cold December 'round the tree-O Li-lo, lullo, li-lo. New Year brought the snow Next month, skiing we did go March, my God, how the wind
night Enchanted by the gloss of silk Trust build them a triumphal arch While organ dirges their wedding march For feathers dancing in the wind Apparence
