There's music in the city
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And lights are on display
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There's a big ol tree for all to see
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where the children run and play
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I look out my window
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Somethin' just don't seem right
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Til I said hello and heard her voice
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On the other end of the line
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Now it's christmas, christmas I'm hurrying' on my way
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Christmas, Christmas, like I'm riding in a one horse sleigh
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Well, I don't have to hear no jingle bells, just the ringing of the phone
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Mama called and said it's time for me come on home
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The pies are in the oven
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you can almost taste the air
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It warms my heart to feel her love
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and know how much she cares
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It's funny how going back can get you back to where you belong
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it's the difference between just a melody and my favorite christmas song
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Well, it's christmas, christmas I'm hurrying' on my way
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Christmas, Christmas, like I'm riding in a one horse sleigh
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Well, I don't have to hear no jingle bells, just the ringing of the phone
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Mama called and said "it's time for You come on home"
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Mama just called and said "it's time for you to come home"
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Time For Me To Come Home
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Blake Shelton |