On Christmas day I bring my family back where I was born, Where life was like a story, at home on Christmas morn; Mama makes her apple dumplings and a turkey fit for a King, while daddy tells old stories, mama makes that kitchen sing. There's a pine tree in the corner, stockings hang over the fire, when the children see the presents, it fills them with desire. Mama's gift is kinda small but she does the best she can, for mama's gifts are made of love and she makes them all by hand.
"Mama's country Christmas always brings the family home, to be with Mom and daddy and the children of our own. Where every hour is filled with joy and no one wants to leave, my mama's country Christmas in the country."
Then after all the giving, daddy sits and rocks awhile, Mama takes the children on her lap and tells them of the Christ child..Then off to bed little sleepy head, tomorrow we must leave, My mama's country Christmas, in the country.
Mama's country Christmas always brings the family home, to be with Mom and daddy and the children of our own. Where every hour is filled with joy and no one wants to leave, my mama's country Christmas in the country."
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