Alabama - Christmas Memories

There's a blanket of snow coverin' up the old road to the house where I was raised


Through the window I see the lights on the tree and a glow from the old fireplace


Though it all looks the same so much as changed from the way it used to be





Christmas memories of happy years gone by


They come back to me and keep me warm inside


Still those Christmas memories make me cry





Now the stockings are filled; the house is still and the kids are dreamin' away


There's that old easy chair, me and Daddy sat there waitin' for Santa's sleigh


Now Daddy's gone but we carry on 'cause the little ones will need...





Christmas memories of happy years gone by


They come back to me and keep me warm inside


Oh they mean so much to me


Those Christmas memories make me cry