HOME FOR THE HOLIDAYS

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 headin' for
Pennsylvania and some homemade pumpkin pie.
From Pennsylvania folks are trav'lin' 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.