Home for the Holidays / Silver Bells

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 heading for Pennsylvania
And some home made pumpkin pie
From Pennsylvania, folks are traveling
Down to Dixie’s sunny shore
From Atlantic to Pacific
Gee, the traffic is terrific
Still there’s no place like home for the holidays
And 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
Silver bells are ringing, silver bells are singing
It’s Christmas time in the city
Ring a ling, hear them sing
Soon it will be Christmas day
City sidewalks, busy sidewalks
Dressed in holiday style
In the air there’s a feeling of Christmas
Children laughing, people passing
Meeting smile after smile
And on every street corner you’ll hear
Silver bells, silver bells
It’s Christmas time in the city
Ring a ling, hear them sing
Soon it will be Christmas day
I hope I’ll be home Christmas day