The Oak Ridge Boys
The Oak Ridge Boys
The Oak Ridge Boys
The Oak Ridge Boys
The Oak Ridge Boys
The Oak Ridge Boys
The Oak Ridge Boys
The Oak Ridge Boys
The Oak Ridge Boys
The Oak Ridge Boys
Staring at the Christmas tree, I guess I couldn't sleep
The pretty lights hypnotize me and I begin to think
Seems like only yesterday that I was just a boy
Dreaming of a reindeer sleigh and Santa's bag of toys
A lot of years have slipped on by; a lot of things have changed
But the magic of this special night somehow remains the same
I'm so thankful for my little ones: Oh, how I love them so
I know, God, how you must have felt, on that Christmas long ago
You must have cried a million tears on that first Christmas Eve
You knew your one and only Son would someday die for me
Staring out my window, I can see the Christmas star
It seems a little brighter now than it had been before
Help me be the kind of Dad that you would have me be
I guess I'll go on up to bed, thank you, Lord, for Christmas Eve
I guess I'll go on up to bed, thank you, Lord, for Christmas Eve...