Home for the Holydays

 

MELODIE

  

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 headin’ for Pennsylvania and some pumpkin pie.
From Pennsylvania Folds are travlin’ down to Dixies’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.

  

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