Oh there is nothing quite like christmas in the country The simple joy of family by the fire And carols ringing out across the valley From neighbours that make up the village choir .
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 country just for me. .
The smell of fudge and apples from the kitchen The bubble lights that flicker on the tree The wispered sounds of secrets from the children Embrace and call back home the likes of me .
There is nothing quite like christmas in the country When the silent snow is falling on the barn And the children press there noses to the window As winter turn to magic the old farm .
That's 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 country just for me .
The loughter stops as Dad picks up the Bible It falls from habit open to Luke chapter 2 And none of us will ever tire of hearing Wow 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 country just for me. is waiting in the country just for me
