December

December it always happens in december

I get to yearning for a christmas i know

With holly and snow

The kind we used to have back home a long time ago

December brings back a scene that i remember

The lighted christmas trees and windows and night

So cheerful and bright

And all the world a wonderland all covered with white

Children sound asleep on christmas eve

They're dreaming dreams of make-believe

You can bet tomorrow they'll be thrilled

When they awake to find their stockings filled

December these are the things that i remember

And so no matter what my fortune may be

Or where i may roam

In december i'll be going home

You'll find the children all asleep on christmas eve

They're dreaming dreams of make-believe

You can bet tomorrow they'll be thrilled

When they awake to find their stockings filled

December these are the things that i remember

And so no matter what my fortune may be

Or where i may roam

In december i'll be going home

In december i'll be going home

In december i'll be going home