Christmas In the Country

Oh, there's nothing quite like Christmas in the county
A simple joy of family by the fire
And carols ringing out across the valley
The neighbors that make up the village choir

Oh, the joy of Christmas in the country
The love and warmth and gentle memories
And going back, the simple old love story
Is waiting in the country just for me

Smell of fudge and apples from the kitchen
The bubble lights that flicker on the tree
The whispered sounds of secrets from the children
Embrace and call back home the likes of me

The laughter stops as Dad picks up the bible
It falls from habit, open to Luke chapter two
And none of us will ever tire of hearing
"Children, here is how God came to you"

There were in that same country shepherds watching
The flocks at night upon a lonely hill
And with his well-worn voice he tells the story
Of how God loved us once and loves us still

Oh, the joy of Christmas in the country
The love and warmth and gentle memories
And knowing that the simple old love story
Is waiting in the country just for me
It's waiting in the country just for me



Credits
Writer(s): Gloria Gaither
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