"Back Home Christmas" lyrics
"Back Home Christmas"
There's an old gravel road and it's dusted in snow
At least it's that way in my mind
All the chimneys are smokin' the rooftops are glowin
That feeling is frozen in time
It's been way too long
Since I've been back home
I miss those O Holy Silent Nights popcorn on pine tree traditions
Stories as old as time gingerbread dust in the kitchen
Telling grand daddy's jokes singing songs full of hope
Giving joy to the world like a kid does
Yeah the one gift I want I know mama would love
Is for me to come back home Christmas
The heaters wide open the old radio's playin'
Chestnuts on that open fire
Daddy's been sayin' that Mama's been prayin'
For me to pull in to that drive
Oh why is December the time we remember
To follow that way in a manger back home to those
O Holy Silent Nights popcorn on pine tree traditions
Stories as old as time gingerbread dust in the kitchen
Telling grand daddy's jokes singing songs full of hope
Giving joy to the world like a kid does
Yeah the one gift I want I know mama would love
Is for me to come back home Christmas
Be back home where I belong
Light a candle pass it on
Stained glass church pew sing along
O Holy Silent Nights popcorn on pine tree traditions
Stories as old as time gingerbread dust in the kitchen
Telling grand daddy's jokes singing songs full of hope
Giving joy to the world like a kid does
Yeah the one gift I want I know mama would love
Is for me to come back home Christmas
Writer(s): Brad Rempel, Jon Nite, Zachary Kale, Seth Mosley
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