

Snow is falling on the pine trees high
A quiet blanket underneath the sky
Old wood stove burning bright and slow
Keeping us safe from the freezing blow
And the mist comes rolling down the peak
Bringing the peace that we all seek
It's a smokey mountain Christmas night
With the porch fire shining clear and bright
Far from the rush we find our home
Where the wild winds and the white pines roam
(home for Christmas)
Mandolin playing a traditional tune
Under the light
of a winter moon
Hand-carved cedar on the mantle stand
Love and hope across this ancient land
It's a smokey mountain Christmas night
With the porch fire shining clear and bright
Far from the rush we find our home
Where the wild winds and the white pines roam (hmmm,
yeah) No bright store windows,
no crowded street
Just the sound of laughter and stamping feet
Just a simple mountain night
Underneath the winter
light (so
peaceful) (goodnight)