He was walkin' in his sleep
On a trail as old as the river
Sleepy Hollow people light
Their lanterns when it's night
On the banks of the Yukon
Gonna call him in for tea
It's burnin' cold outside
His weeping frozen to his face
Ice fog climbs over the bank where there's woebegone
It can smell a broken heart
From miles and years away
It finds him and wraps him
And licks his whiskey tears away
This blanket of frozen tears, the ghost of river sorrow
Oh his darling, he's lost without her
The river, took her broken heart last spring
He was walkin' with no pain
He remembers her lovin'
The smell of her on him is gone
He'll come in winter to cry the ghost of river sorrow
In his heart he hopes she'll be there
His darling, if he could hold her once more
He was walkin' in a dream
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