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Island Christmas
Island Christmas
Winters here the north wind blows, numbers your ears and numbs your toes,
Got to get away somewhere, where there’s sunshine in the air.
If you’re sick of ice and snow, pack your bag come on let’s go.
Winters here the north wind blows, numbers your ears and numbs your toes,
Got to get away somewhere, where there’s sunshine in the air.
If you’re sick of ice and snow, pack your bag come on let’s go.