IN THE PINES
(Alan Riggs)
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In the pines in the pines where the sun never shines
And you shiver when the cold winds blow
In the pines in the pines where the green top entwines
With pillows of white when it snows

There's a song in my heart I remember from time
And it always brings mem'ries of home
Like the old country school and the church in the wildwood
And the walk through the pines all alone

There's an old swimming hole and a creek that we fished in
And the trails of the old beegle hounds
And the homecoming days and the family reunions
And the hymns that have kept me in ground

In the pines in the pines where the sun never shines...

In the poorest of life there are all kinds of timbers
And they all have the meaningful signs
For the willow is weak while the oak's strong and mighty
While the symbol of peace is the kind

In the pines in the pines where the sun never shines
And we shiver when the cold winds blow
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http://www.luma-electronic.cz/lp/b/Britt/britt_jimmie.htm