Paroles: Carpenters. An Old-Fashioned Christmas. Home For The Holidays.

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 face
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 home made pumpkin pie
From Pennsylvania folks a travelin? 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