Текст Elvis Presley – I’ll Be Home On Christmas Day

On the hills of Georgia
Across the plains of Tennessee
I’ve seen and I’ve done most everything
That a man can do or see

And so many times before
She left that candle burning
Oh, too many tears fell
My soul fills with yearning
If I had sense at all
I’d just be on my way
Be on that train tomorrow
Be home on Christmas day

Everytime I think about her
All the love I left behind
Memories still linger in my troubled mind
I could set aside my pride
And I’d be on my way
I’d catch that train tomorrow
And be home on Christmas day

If I had any sense at all
I’d just be on my way
I’d catch that train tomorrow
I’d be home on Christmas day
I said I’d catch that train tomorrow
I’d be home on Christmas day