Collected by Johnny Page
and Jim Hays
For Mary C. Parler
Transcribed by Frances Majors
Sung by Mrs. Lola Stanley
December 30, 1958
Reel 265, Item 3
'Twas a very cold day in December,
The wind was driving the snow.
When the mercury of fire, remember,
Was rapidly falling below.
The storn had been fierce and dreary
With a bittery, icy cold blast,
When a brakeman, exhausted and weary
Returned from his labor at last.
Straightway to his room of retiring
He was so much need of his rest.
Sure none but the brave and the daring
Could stand such a terrible test.
He scarcely let his head touch the pillow
And suffered his eyelids to close,
When away on a memory's dry billows
He was borne through a vale of repose.
He dreamed of his home and his loved ones,
Of the schoolhouse under the hill,
Of the grapevine swing in the wildwoods
And a brook that flows by the mill.
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