Hot Buttered Rum Lyrics
| Song | Hot Buttered Rum |
| Artist | Mary Chapin Carpenter |
| Album | Come Darkness, Come Light: Twelve Songs of Christmas |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Thompson | |
| When chimney smoke hangs still and lowacross the stubbled fields of snow | |
| And angry skies reach down and seizethe sorry blackened bones of trees | |
| In the dead of winter when the silent snowbirds come | |
| You're my sweet maple sugar, honey, hot buttered rum | |
| When dreary | |
| Christmas decorationsline the streets and filling stations | |
| And dime store | |
| Santas can't disguisetheir empty hands and empty eyes | |
| In the dead of winter when the tinsel angels come | |
| You're my sweet maple sugar, honey, hot buttered rum | |
| When gloves and boots and woolen parkasbring cold comfort to the heartand bitter memories freeze the tongueand songs of love are left unsung | |
| In the dead of winter when the cold feelings come | |
| You're my sweet maple sugar, honey, hot buttered rum |
| zuo qu : Thompson | |
| When chimney smoke hangs still and lowacross the stubbled fields of snow | |
| And angry skies reach down and seizethe sorry blackened bones of trees | |
| In the dead of winter when the silent snowbirds come | |
| You' re my sweet maple sugar, honey, hot buttered rum | |
| When dreary | |
| Christmas decorationsline the streets and filling stations | |
| And dime store | |
| Santas can' t disguisetheir empty hands and empty eyes | |
| In the dead of winter when the tinsel angels come | |
| You' re my sweet maple sugar, honey, hot buttered rum | |
| When gloves and boots and woolen parkasbring cold comfort to the heartand bitter memories freeze the tongueand songs of love are left unsung | |
| In the dead of winter when the cold feelings come | |
| You' re my sweet maple sugar, honey, hot buttered rum |
| zuò qǔ : Thompson | |
| When chimney smoke hangs still and lowacross the stubbled fields of snow | |
| And angry skies reach down and seizethe sorry blackened bones of trees | |
| In the dead of winter when the silent snowbirds come | |
| You' re my sweet maple sugar, honey, hot buttered rum | |
| When dreary | |
| Christmas decorationsline the streets and filling stations | |
| And dime store | |
| Santas can' t disguisetheir empty hands and empty eyes | |
| In the dead of winter when the tinsel angels come | |
| You' re my sweet maple sugar, honey, hot buttered rum | |
| When gloves and boots and woolen parkasbring cold comfort to the heartand bitter memories freeze the tongueand songs of love are left unsung | |
| In the dead of winter when the cold feelings come | |
| You' re my sweet maple sugar, honey, hot buttered rum |
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