No Place Like Home for the Holidays

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 Port of Spain
And he was a-headin' for
San Fernando, and some home made pumpkin pie
From San Fernando, folks are travelin' up
To Maracas Bay for sure
To a lovely moonlight picnic
Man that traffic is terrific

Oh there's no place like home for the holidays
'Cause no matter how far away you roam
If you really wanna be happy in a million ways
For the holidays you can't beat home, sweet home

I met a man who lives in Port of Spain
And he was a-headin' for
San Fernando, and some home made pumpkin pie
From San Fernando, folks are travelin' up
To Maracas Bay for sure
To a lovely moonlight picnic
Oh that traffic is terrific

Oh there's no place like home for the holidays
'Cause no matter how far away you roam
If you really wanna be happy in a million ways
For the holidays you can't beat home, sweet home

For the holidays you can't beat home, sweet home



Credits
Writer(s): Al Stillman, Robert Allen
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