Lyrics December - Kay Starr , Billy Butterfield

December, It always happens in December
I get the yearning for a Christmas I know, with holly and snow
The kind we used to have back home a long time ago

December brings back a scene that I remember
The lighted Christmas trees and windows at night
So cheerful and bright, and all the world a wonderland
(All covered with white.)

Children sound asleep on Christmas eve
They're dreaming dreams of make-believe
And you can bet tomorrow, they'll be thrilled
When they awake to find their stockings filled

December, these are the things that I remember
And, so no matter what my fortune may be, or where I may roam
In December, I'll be going home

You'll find the children all asleep on Christmas eve
They're dreaming dreams of make-believe
You can bet tomorrow, they'll be thrilled
When they awake to find their stockings filled

December, these are the things that I remember.
And, so no matter what my fortune may be, or where I may roam
In December, I'll be going home
{In December, December I'll be going home}

In December, I'll be going home