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Loaded the car with the kids and the dog and the presents
Ten hours away from the new memories we'll be makin'
Still feel excited like I did back then
Like Christmas mornin' when I was a kid
Mom's already called, said the porch light is on, they'll be waiting
I'm comin' home
Countin' down the hours, drivin' this familiar road
And I know
That old record we'll be playin', same since I was four years old
I can picture my whole family
Crowded 'round that little tree
Every year the gift that means the most is
Home
Kitty and Dolly are singin' to us through the speakers
The TV is on all day long playin' those classic movies
These are the times that I'll never forget
The night before Christmas with all of the kids
Rememberin' the heart of the season is all about Jesus
I'm comin' home
Countin' down the hours, drivin' this familiar road
And I know
That old record we'll be playin', same since I was four years old
I can picture my whole family
Crowded 'round that little tree
Every year the gift that means the most is
Home is more than just four walls
It's love that's unconditional
It's people who breathe life into your soul
It's hopeful through the joy and tears
It's steady through the windin' years
It never leaves, no matter where you go
Home
Countin' down the hours, drivin' this familiar road
And I know
That old record we'll be playin', same
Since I was four years old (Four years old)
I can picture my whole family (My whole family)
Crowded 'round that little tree (Oh)
Every year the gift that means the most is (Gift that means the most)
Oh-oh-oh, every year the gift that means the most is
Home



Autor(en): Josh Thomas Bronleewe, Christopher Kyle Cleveland, Molly Reed Grayson Copyright: Mike Curb Music, Sunday Bakes Songs, Curb Songs, Curb Congregation Songs, Josh Bronleewe Music



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