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Battle of Saratoga
Three o'clock in the morning Snowing and I can't go home
Coming down in Kingston Christmas Eve the roads are closed Just like Walter Gibson Knowing what the Shadow knows
And on their way From Saratoga They burned our fields They burned our homes
Candy shop quartet Free coffee and chocolate
Dreaming of the pine needles Waiting for my next set
Hallucinating wonders Drying out like Benedict
And on their way From Saratoga Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com They burned our fields They burned our homes
They burned our homes They burned our homes
Commander of the troops I tried to capture Bemis Heights
Talking in tongues They couldn't get to me on time
Forced to retreat I turned and ran to safety In the pines
And on their way From Saratoga
They burned our fields They burned our homes
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