If I owned a great big house, I'd have a Christmas room.
When things about me all went wrong, I'd find Christmas still in bloom.
There would be a great big tree with evergreen perfume,
Its branches bright with memories safe inside my Christmas room.
In summertime when tempers flare, when peace seems a never thing,
I'd slip inside and I'd abide where herald angels sing.
But since I'll have no great big house when Christmas goes away,
Then make my heart a Christmas heart that carols every day,
And let it be my Christmas where good will toward men shall stay.
In summertime when tempers flare, when peace seems a never thing,
I'd slip inside and I'd abide where herald angels sing.
But since I'll have no great big house when Christmas goes away,
Then make my heart a Christmas heart that carols every day,
And let it be my Christmas where good will toward men shall stay.
Jimmy Dean - My Christmas Room Lyrics
Jimmy Dean - My Christmas Room Lyrics
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If I owned a great big house, I'd have a Christmas room.
When things about me all went wrong, I'd find Christmas still in bloom.
There would be a great big tree with evergreen perfume,
Its branches bright with memories safe inside my Christmas room.
In summertime when tempers flare, when peace seems a never thing,
I'd slip inside and I'd abide where herald angels sing.
But since I'll have no great big house when Christmas goes away,
Then make my heart a Christmas heart that carols every day,
And let it be my Christmas where good will toward men shall stay.
In summertime when tempers flare, when peace seems a never thing,
I'd slip inside and I'd abide where herald angels sing.
But since I'll have no great big house when Christmas goes away,
Then make my heart a Christmas heart that carols every day,
And let it be my Christmas where good will toward men shall stay.
When things about me all went wrong, I'd find Christmas still in bloom.
There would be a great big tree with evergreen perfume,
Its branches bright with memories safe inside my Christmas room.
In summertime when tempers flare, when peace seems a never thing,
I'd slip inside and I'd abide where herald angels sing.
But since I'll have no great big house when Christmas goes away,
Then make my heart a Christmas heart that carols every day,
And let it be my Christmas where good will toward men shall stay.
In summertime when tempers flare, when peace seems a never thing,
I'd slip inside and I'd abide where herald angels sing.
But since I'll have no great big house when Christmas goes away,
Then make my heart a Christmas heart that carols every day,
And let it be my Christmas where good will toward men shall stay.
Writer: ALBERT A. BEACH, LARRY GROSSMAN
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management