"December" lyrics

Telling those stories they never get old
But the teller grows older with time
Til one silent night those stories grows cold
As the teller leaves this world behind

But a new tale will light up the dark
Like a north star guiding us home
Like the night before Christmas in the candlelight glow
We'll make sure those stories get told

Like the turkey burn of '93
We ate Chinese instead
Or the year we lost granny so we lit up some candles
And daddy sang it is well
Tales told 'bout those we remember
Didn't make it to December

Family traditions they come in all kinds
Like an angel up top of a tree
But some of the best ones that I've come to find
Are the ones you can hear but can't see

But if I close my eyes real tight
It's a pretty clear picture to me

Like when mamaw and papaw got snowed in and the power
Went out on Christmas eve
So he rigged up some cables to that pickup truck
So they could have one light up on that tree
Yeah, tales told 'bout those we remember
Didn't make it to December

And the best one I've heard yet
Ooh, that I'll pass down to my kids

Is about a manger down in Bethlehem
Where god's son laid his head
And how god made him a sacrifice
That we can't comprehend
Now we're washed in his blood like a river
And he holds the ones we remember
Didn't make it to December