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Tuning: E A D G B E
[Verse 1]
N.C.In the rFichest of Cseasons, we're Fdrenched to the Cbone. CWhile the Flight is still Cbright, we bring Fthe year to a Gclose. GSometimes we're sFtanding there Cnaked, Cfrozen Fin our own Cpast, and winter's Fritual cColors. CShe Frings out her lGast GAnd in the Frichest of Cseasons, in these Fcolors we Cbathe, Cwe greet the Fonset of Cwinter and what we Fknow she will Gtake.
[Chorus]
GAnd so you Cmake Gresolutions, if it's Call just the Gsame GIf a Cwound is a Gwound, why not just cut Cmyself upon Dchange?
[Verse 2]
FIn black and Clight, the year is Fformally Cclosed CYet still the Fdarkest of Cseasons shimmer Fsilver and Ggold GSo let's Fdress up like Cpenguins, we'll Fhuddle en Cmasse CWe will Fring in the Cnew year, we'll throw a Fcurse to the Glast
[Chorus 2]
GAnd so we Cmake Gresolutions, if it's Call just the Gsame GIf a Cwound is a Gwound, why not just cut Cmyself upon cDhange? DAnd so a Ctoast to the GNew Year, and Cfarewell to the Glast GMay we Cdream ourselves Gforward, frozen Cwind at our Dbacks
[Solo] Em / G / Em / G / Em / G / D [Chorus 3]
DAnd so a Ctoast to the GNew Year, and Cfarewell to the Glast GMay we Cdream ourselves Gforward, frozen Cwind at our Dbacks DAnother Ctoast to the GNew Year, may we Cspring back to Glife GWhen the Ccolors start Gshifting in the Cburgeoning Dlight DMay we Cspring back to Glife... may we Cspring back to Glife GWhen the Ccolors start Gshifting in the Cburgeoning Dlight
[Outro]
FIn black and Cwhite, the year is Fformally Gclosed.