

Snow is falling on the cedar trees
Woodsmoke drifting on a winter breeze
Checking on the cattle in the morning chill
Peace is settling on the silent hill
We got pine branches hanging on the screen door
Handmade presents on the hardwood floor
Who needs silver, who needs gold When we got a love
that never grows cold
(oh, this country Christmas)
Mama's baking biscuits in the kitchen light
We'll sing carols by the hearth tonight
No fancy parties, no crowded streets
Just the simple grace of the lives we lead
We got pine branches hanging on the screen door
Handmade presents on the hardwood floor
Who needs silver, who needs gold When we got a love
that never grows cold
(oh, this country Christmas)
Just a country Christmas
(mmmmm) Underneath the stars so bright