Perry Como - (There's No Place Like) Home For The Holidays 1954

Pokaż cały tekst 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 heading for Pennsylvania
And some homemade pumpkin pie
From Pennsylvania folks are traveling
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

[ Chorus ]Take a bus, take a train,
Go and hop an aeroplane
Put the wife and kiddies in the family car
For the pleasure that you bring
When you make that doorbell ring
No trip could be too far

I met a man who lives in Tennessee
He was heading for Pennsylvania
And some homemade pumpkin pie
From Pennsylvania folks are traveling
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
For the holidays,
You can't beat home, sweet home