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Copyright SunShine DixieLand Company 2006. All rights reserved.
A Christmas Letter... with love...from Florida.
(Early December, 1983. Bryceville, Florida)
Its that time of the season... I hear carols ringing...
As I sit here with this pen in my hand...
Thought I'd write you a letter... wish you could see
this weather...
Down here in this warm Dixie Land...
So tell me how is it going... I heard that its been
snowing...
I heard that this winter will be cold...
I hope you are all doing fine... hope your days are
all sunshine...
Hope your Christmas will glitter just like gold...
It will be a nice Christmas... a bright Christmas...
When the sun shines on the Florida sand...
I 'll be thinking about you... dreaming about you...
Down here in this warm Dixie Land...
So tell me how is Momma... bet she made a lot of
candy...
Bet the kids have eaten all they can...
And tell me how is Daddy... I know he must be
happy...
To see you all back together again...
This time of year I remember... all those white
Decembers...
And I miss those mountain lands...
It will be a nice Christmas... a bright Christmas...
When the sun shines on the Florida sand...
I 'll be thinking about you... dreaming about you...
Down here in this warm Dixie Land...
Merry Christmas... with love... from Florida.
Stephen Wayne
(Early December, 1983. Bryceville, Florida)
Its that time of the season... I hear carols ringing...
As I sit here with this pen in my hand...
Thought I'd write you a letter... wish you could see
this weather...
Down here in this warm Dixie Land...
So tell me how is it going... I heard that its been
snowing...
I heard that this winter will be cold...
I hope you are all doing fine... hope your days are
all sunshine...
Hope your Christmas will glitter just like gold...
It will be a nice Christmas... a bright Christmas...
When the sun shines on the Florida sand...
I 'll be thinking about you... dreaming about you...
Down here in this warm Dixie Land...
So tell me how is Momma... bet she made a lot of
candy...
Bet the kids have eaten all they can...
And tell me how is Daddy... I know he must be
happy...
To see you all back together again...
This time of year I remember... all those white
Decembers...
And I miss those mountain lands...
It will be a nice Christmas... a bright Christmas...
When the sun shines on the Florida sand...
I 'll be thinking about you... dreaming about you...
Down here in this warm Dixie Land...
Merry Christmas... with love... from Florida.
Stephen Wayne