There is joy, in towns and cities
for Christmas there'll be snow
despondency in the country side
where townies never go
they don't have stock to keep
through long winter nights
hands all cracked and bleeding
and taps all frozen tight
as the snow lays thicker
Townies can't get about
there is no deliveries
and the fuel runs out
then they think of farmers
with tractors and a snow plough
they'll wish farmers merry Christmas
and appreciate them now
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