Oh Dear, Before He Came
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James McLain
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Oh, to me, before he came,
The mountain peaks, were bare of snow.
And through my one and only window,
I could see.
And to my great delight,
My eye's could clearly see.
He and Me,
Both out of breath.
Climbing to that mountain top,
To see what lay beyond.
And slowly as we both climbed down,
We left the snow behind.
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