Из альбома: A Christmas to Remember
The lights are down low, the snow - it is falling
The streets are all empty; we're heading back home
And everyone is telling their old Christmas stories
But I can't help thinking about Cora Jones
Cora she was as sweet as an angel
She lived for 12 years on a Wisconsin farm
She liked to ride horses and dream by the river
But she loved Christmas the best of them all
Her father spent time chopping logs in the north woods
Her mother worked hard takin the killer
And where he ran off to nobody knows
The presents are wrapped in their tiny white ribbons
The big tree is glowing - the dogs are asleep
But this Christmas just won't be the same without Cora
And why she ain't with us, I just can't see
In her short life Cora Jones made us happy
She'd light up the whole world with just one smile
So this Christmas I'm thinking about Cora and her family
I hope that someday they will find peace by and by