Текст песни Time For Me To Come Home (feat. Dorothy Shackleford)

There's music in the city And lights are on display There's a big old tree for all to see Where the children run and play I look out through my window Something just don't seem right Till I said hello and heard her voice On the other end of the line Now it's Christmas, Christmas I'm hurrying on my way Christmas, Christmas, like I'm riding in a one horse sleigh Well, I don't have to hear no jingle bells, just the ringing of the phone Mama just called and said it's time for me to come home The pies are in the oven You can almost taste the air And it warms my heart to feel her love And know how much she cares It's funny how going back can get you back where you belong It’s the difference in just a melody and my favorite Christmas song Now, it's Christmas, Christmas I'm hurrying on my way Christmas, Christmas, like I'm riding in a one horse sleigh Well, I don't have to hear no jingle bells, just the ringing of the phone Mama just called and said: It's time for you to come home Mama just called and said: It's time for you to come home