Oh there is nothing quite
like christmas in the country
The simple joy of family by the fire
And carols ringing out across the valley
From neighbours that make up the village choir .
Oh, the joy of Christmas in the country
The love and warmth and gentle memories
And knowing that the simple old love story
Is waiting in the country country just for me. .
The smell of fudge and apples from the kitchen
The bubble lights that flicker on the tree
The wispered sounds of secrets from the children
Embrace and call back home the likes of me .
There is nothing quite
like christmas in the country
When the silent snow is falling on the barn
And the children press there noses to the window
As winter turn to magic the old farm .
That's the joy of Christmas in the country
The love and warmth and gentle memories
And knowing that the simple old love story
Is waiting in the country country just for me .
The loughter stops as Dad picks up the Bible
It falls from habit open to Luke chapter 2
And none of us will ever tire of hearing
Wow children here is how God came to you .
"There were in that same country shepherds watching
The flocks at night upon a lonely hill ..."
And with his well-worn voice he tells the story
Of how God loved us once and loves us still .
Oh, the joy of Christmas in the country
The love and warmth and gentle memories
And knowing that the simple old love story
Is waiting in the country country just for me.
is waiting in the country just for me