Verse 1)
Snow’s fallin’ soft on a two-lane road,
I can see that old farmhouse glow.
Mama’s got the windows lined with tinsel and pine,
Daddy’s stringin’ lights like he’s racin’ time.
It’s been a long year runnin’, chasin’ dreams too fast,
But that gravel drive still pulls me back.
(Chorus)
‘Cause there’s Christmas back home in the country,
Where the nights are cold and the lights burn bright.
All those red-green blues on the rooftop shinin’,
Like the whole damn world’s gonna be alright.
Yeah, the firewood’s crackin’, and my heart starts hummin’
Every time that front porch comes in sight.
Ain’t no feelin’ like the feelin’ I get
When I’m home for Christmas —
Under those 90s lights.
(Verse 2)
Sister’s in the kitchen with the radio playin’,
Old George Strait and Mariah slayin’.
Stockings hang crooked on the fireplace bricks,
And that plastic snowman still lights up and clicks.
There’s a peace you can’t buy and you sure can’t fake,
In a house full of love and hand-made mistakes.
(Chorus)
Yeah, it’s Christmas back home in the country,
Where the nights are cold and the lights burn bright.
All those red-green blues on the rooftop shinin’,
Like the whole damn world’s gonna be alright.
Yeah, the firewood’s crackin’, and my heart starts hummin’
Every time that front porch comes in sight.
Ain’t no feelin’ like the feelin’ I get
When I’m home for Christmas —
Under those 90s lights.
(Bridge)
Maybe life moves on,
Maybe I’ve changed some…
But when that door swings open,
I’m forever my father’s son.
And I’m carried right back
To simpler times —
To a warm December night
And a sky full of colored light.
(Final Chorus)
It’s Christmas back home in the country,
Where the nights are cold and the lights burn bright.
All those red-green blues on the rooftop glowin’,
Paint the past in the softest light.
Yeah, love runs deep in that old wood siding,
And it pulls me home like a star in the night.
Ain’t no feelin’ like the feelin’ I get
When I’m home for Christmas —
Under those 90s lights.
MRLincoln
