(There’s No Place Like) Home for the Holidays Songtext
von Perry Como
(There’s No Place Like) Home for the Holidays Songtext
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
He was headin' for, Pennsylvania, and some home made pumpkin pie
From Pennsylvania, folks are 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
There are no place like home for holidays
When you pine for the sunshine of a friendly gaze
I met a man who lives in Tennessee
He was headin' for, Pennsylvania, and some home made pumpkin pie
From Pennsylvania, folks are 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 a 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
'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
He was headin' for, Pennsylvania, and some home made pumpkin pie
From Pennsylvania, folks are 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
There are no place like home for holidays
When you pine for the sunshine of a friendly gaze
I met a man who lives in Tennessee
He was headin' for, Pennsylvania, and some home made pumpkin pie
From Pennsylvania, folks are 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 a 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
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