There's a blanket of snow coverin' up the old road to the house where I was raised

Through the window I see the lights on the tree and a glow from the old fireplace

Though it all looks the same so much as changed from the way it used to be



Christmas memories of happy years gone by

They come back to me and keep me warm inside

Still those Christmas memories make me cry



Now the stockings are filled; the house is still and the kids are dreamin' away

There's that old easy chair, me and Daddy sat there waitin' for Santa's sleigh

Now Daddy's gone but we carry on 'cause the little ones will need...



Christmas memories of happy years gone by

They come back to me and keep me warm inside

Oh they mean so much to me

Those Christmas memories make me cry