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

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 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

If you must 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 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
For the holidays you can't beat home, sweet home

Lyrics by Al Stillman.
Composed by Robert Allen.
Recorded by Perry Como.


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