001[Music] Snow on the little box boots by the door. The old for hums as we pull in once more. Grandma's lights glowing. Curtains pulled tight. Smells like cinnamon and pine nats on the couch. Laughter in the hall every year feels the same when the first snow falls. There's a warmth in those walls you can't buy or replace. It lives in her smile and the lines on her face. It's grandma's house at Christmas time. Tinsel lights memories shine. Little hands reaching hearts believe in magic wrapped around the tree. Old song sung a little off key. Faith, hope, and family. Yeah, heaven feels a little closer. Grandma's house at Christmas. [Music] We strangle lights while the records play. Ben carry us away. or a man older than me and you. Each one tells a story we always
002knew. Paper chains and crooked stars. Kids asking how cool Santa is now. She said, "You better be asleep by 10." But she wakes like she's still one of them. Grandma's house at Christmas time with the past and present interwin stockings on with hope and you believe comes easy when you're two cars drifting through the night co. Yeah. Heaven feels a little [Music] Heat. Heat. [Music] Heat. Heat. [Music] [Applause] [Music] You better not shout, better not cry, better not pout. I'm telling you why. Santa Claus is coming to town. Oh, list checking it twice. Want to find out who's naughty or nice? Santa Claus is coming to town. He knows if you've been sleeping. He knows if you're awake. He knows if you've been bad or good. Be good. For goodness sake, you better not shout.
003Better not cry. [Music] Heat. Heat. [Music] Heat. Heat. [Music] Heat. [Music] Heat up [Music] Heat up here. [Music] Heat. Heat. [Music] Heat. [Music] Heat. [Music] Heat. [Music] Heat. [Music] I can't believe it. [Music] We didn't know what's going on. Just something magic star must be true. [Music] Spend all the time. [Music] Heat. [Music] Heat. [Music] Heat. Heat. [Music] Heat. Yeah. Wow. [Music] [Applause] [Music] [Applause] [Music] [Applause] [Music] [Applause] Heat. Heat. [Music]