| One last turn off the highway
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| Just a couple miles to go
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| Lights strung up around the old hometown
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| The clouds are looking like snow
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| Everybody’s getting in later
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| We’ll stay up too late I know
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| I guess we’re all still changing
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| But somehow it still feels like home
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| It’s true
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| There ain’t nothing better than December cold weather
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| Sitting by the fire with you
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| Laughing reminiscing bout the days that we miss
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| And all the memories too cause
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| I get a little homesick
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| When I’m gone too long
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| There ain’t nothing I miss like
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| Christmas back home
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| I love the lights of the city
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| All the people everywhere
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| But right around December I’ve found
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| When the family’s together well I’d rather be there
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| Cause it’s true
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| There ain’t nothing better than December cold weather
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| Sitting by the fire with you
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| Laughing reminiscing bout the days that we miss
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| And all the memories too cause
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| I get a little homesick
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| When I’m gone too long
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| There ain’t nothing I miss like
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| Christmas back home
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| There ain’t nothing I miss like
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| Christmas back home
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| It’s true
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| There ain’t nothing better than December cold weather
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| Sitting by the fire with you
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| Laughing reminiscing bout the days that we miss
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| And all the memories too cause
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| I get a little homesick
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| When I’m gone too long
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| There ain’t nothing I miss like
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| Christmas back home…
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| Take me back home… |