December - Billy Butterfield&Kay Starr
December it always happens in December
I get the yearning for a Christmas
I know with holly and snow
The kind we used to have back home a long time ago
December brings back a scene that I remember
The lighted Christmas trees and windows at night
So cheerful and bright and all the world a wonderland
All covered with white
Children sound asleep on Christmas eve
they're dreaming dreams of make believe
And you can bet tomorrow
They'll be thrilled when they awake
to find their stockings filled
December
These are the things that I remember
And so no matter what my fortune
may be or where I may rome
In December I'll be going home
You'll find the children all asleep on Christmas eve
they're dreaming dreams of make believe
You can bet tomorrow they'll be thrilled
when they awake to find their stockings filled
December
These are the things that I remember
And so no matter what my fortune
may be or where I may rome
In December I'll be going home
In December December I'll be going home
In December I'll be going home