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| Fields of Beauty |
It's how you dress
When you're in Texas
To cut down your Christmas Tree
The day was pretty, the Trees were green
The search was long and hot
We looked here and
We looked there
To find beauty, we did not
An ugly tree, a lonely tree
Finally caught our eye`
No one else will
Pick this tree
If we go and walk on by
We chopped it down, a mighty fall
This ugly weird shaped tree
We brought it home
And dressed it up
Now it's pretty as can be
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