Grandma sat me down by the fire's gentle glow
Told me 'bout the Christmases long ago
When the snow would blanket fields so bright
And love lit up the silent night
Dinner was a feast we all would share
Smells of roast and pie filled the air
Daddy read the Bible, words so clear
Bringing us all together, year after year
Oh, the best times, she'd always say
Christmas in the old days, in a simple way
Handmade gifts wrapped in love's embrace
Memories that no time can erase
We'd head to church, dressed in Sunday best
Songs of joy, hearts fully blessed
Candles flickered as we sang out loud
Binding us as family, standing proud
We'd head to church, dressed in Sunday best
Songs of joy, hearts fully blessed
Candles flickered as we sang out loud
Binding us as family, standing proud
Grandma's stories, like a dream unfurled
Paint pictures of that old, cherished world
Where giving meant more than silver and gold
And warmth was felt even in the cold
Oh, the best times, she'd always say
Christmas in the old days, in a simple way
Handmade gifts wrapped in love's embrace
Memories that no time can erase
We'd head to church, dressed in Sunday best
Songs of joy, hearts fully blessed
Candles flickered as we sang out loud
Binding us as family, standing proud
Grandma's stories, like a dream unfurled
Paint pictures of that old, cherished world
Where giving meant more than silver and gold
And warmth was felt even in the cold.
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Grandma sat me down by the fire's gentle glow
Told me 'bout the Christmases long ago
When the snow would blanket fields so bright
And love lit up the silent night
Dinner was a feast we all would share
Smells of roast and pie filled the air
Daddy read the Bible, words so clear
Bringing us all together, year after year
Oh, the best times, she'd always say
Christmas in the old days, in a simple way
Handmade gifts wrapped in love's embrace
Memories that no time can erase
We'd head to church, dressed in Sunday best
Songs of joy, hearts fully blessed
Candles flickered as we sang out loud
Binding us as family, standing proud
We'd head to church, dressed in Sunday best
Songs of joy, hearts fully blessed
Candles flickered as we sang out loud
Binding us as family, standing proud
Grandma's stories, like a dream unfurled
Paint pictures of that old, cherished world
Where giving meant more than silver and gold
And warmth was felt even in the cold
Oh, the best times, she'd always say
Christmas in the old days, in a simple way
Handmade gifts wrapped in love's embrace
Memories that no time can erase
We'd head to church, dressed in Sunday best
Songs of joy, hearts fully blessed
Candles flickered as we sang out loud
Binding us as family, standing proud
Grandma's stories, like a dream unfurled
Paint pictures of that old, cherished world
Where giving meant more than silver and gold
And warmth was felt even in the cold.
Told me 'bout the Christmases long ago
When the snow would blanket fields so bright
And love lit up the silent night
Dinner was a feast we all would share
Smells of roast and pie filled the air
Daddy read the Bible, words so clear
Bringing us all together, year after year
Oh, the best times, she'd always say
Christmas in the old days, in a simple way
Handmade gifts wrapped in love's embrace
Memories that no time can erase
We'd head to church, dressed in Sunday best
Songs of joy, hearts fully blessed
Candles flickered as we sang out loud
Binding us as family, standing proud
We'd head to church, dressed in Sunday best
Songs of joy, hearts fully blessed
Candles flickered as we sang out loud
Binding us as family, standing proud
Grandma's stories, like a dream unfurled
Paint pictures of that old, cherished world
Where giving meant more than silver and gold
And warmth was felt even in the cold
Oh, the best times, she'd always say
Christmas in the old days, in a simple way
Handmade gifts wrapped in love's embrace
Memories that no time can erase
We'd head to church, dressed in Sunday best
Songs of joy, hearts fully blessed
Candles flickered as we sang out loud
Binding us as family, standing proud
Grandma's stories, like a dream unfurled
Paint pictures of that old, cherished world
Where giving meant more than silver and gold
And warmth was felt even in the cold.
Writer: Åsmund Brøvig
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid