A barren tree stands leafless, still,
In hibernation waits until
The sun might shine, its warmth to spill,
Over the earth and winter kill.
Oh January's gloom
Oh January's gloom
The sky so dark, so bleak, so gray,
The air so biting cold today.
Let not my spirit go this way,
Nor temper feel the winter weight.
Oh January's gloom
Oh January's gloom
Oh sun where is your quickening ray,
Reflecting off the snow to break
This heavy melancholy state,
And set my heart free from this fate
Oh January's gloom
Oh January's gloom.
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