Home For The Holidays - Martina McBride

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