Home For The Holidays

Bring us in, Matt
Kirstie!
All right, Mitch
Come on, Kevin
Hey!

Oh, there's no place like home for the holidays
'Cause no matter how far away you roam
When you pine for the sunshine of a friendly gaze
For the holidays, you can't beat home, sweet home

I met a man who lives in Tennessee
And he was headed for Pennsylvania
And some homemade pumpkin pie
From Pennsylvania, folks are traveling down
To Dixie's sunny shore
From Atlantic to Pacific
Gee, the traffic is terrific

Oh, there's no place like home for the holidays
'Cause no matter how far away you roam
If you want to be happy in a million ways
For the holidays, you can't beat home sweet home, hey!

All right, now

If you want to be happy in a million ways
For the holidays, you can't beat home, sweet home
For the holidays, you can't beat home, sweet home

Come on!
Hey!
Merry Christmas, y'all



Credits
Writer(s): Al Stillman, Robert Allen
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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