Chestnuts roasting on an open fire. Jack Frost nipping on your nose. Yuletide carols being sung by a choir. And folks dressed up like Eskimos. . Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe.
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..
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire,. Jack Frost nipping at your nose,. Yuletide carols being sung by a choir. And folks dressed up like eskimos.. Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe.