| D | A7 | D | Oh, the | weather out | side is | frightful, |
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| Fdim | A7 | But the fire is | so de | lightful, |
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| Em | B7 | Em | And | since we've no | place to | go, |
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| A7 | D | Let it | snow, let it snow, let it | snow. |
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| D | A7 | D | It | doesn't show | signs of | stopping, |
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| Fdim | A7 | And I brought some | corn for | popping. |
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| Em | B7 | Em | The | lights are turned | way down | low, |
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| A7 | D | Let it | snow, let it snow, let it | snow. |
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| | A | | When we | finally kiss good night, |
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| | Bm7 | E7 | A | | How I'll | hate going | out in the | storm, |
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But if you really hold me tight, |
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| | B7 | E7 | A7 | | All the | way home | I'll be | warm. |
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| D | A7 | D | The | fire is | slowly | dying, |
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| Fdim | A7 | F | Abdim | C7 | And, my dear, we're | still good | bying, | | | |
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| Em | B7 | Em | But as | long as you | love me | so, |
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| A7 | D | Let it | snow, let it snow, let it | snow. |
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