Through December Lyrics & Chords By Laura Veirs

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 somehow 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