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Cauld blaws the wind frae east to west,
The drift is driving sairly; Sae loud shrill`s I hear the blast, I`m sure it`s winters fairly. CHORUS:Up in the morning`s no for me, Up in the mornings early; When a` the hills are cover`d wi` snaw, I`m sure it`s winter fairly. The birds sit chittering on the the thorn, A` day they fare but sparely; And lang`s the night frae e`en to morn, I`m sure it`s winter fairly. CHORUS: Up in the morning`s no for me, Up in the mornings early; When a` the hills are cover`d wi` snaw, I`m sure it`s winter fairly. Unsatisfied? Search for more:Other Cool Sites:Hot Arts & Stage NewsLyrics Catalogue Sound Tracks Guide Guide to Serials and Shows English Subtitles For DivX Movies Hundreds of Cooking Recipes Over 5000 Cocktails Recipes Cool Online Encyclopedia Cellulars Descriptions and Reviews Algorithms Dictionary Funny Jokes and Anecdotes. Usenet Newsgroups Reader |