Lyrics

NOT FAR BEHIND THOSE CHRISTMAS BELLS
SHE'LL LEAVE THIS HOUSE THAT SHE KNOWS SO WELL
I GUESS IT'S COME HER TIME TO ROAM
TRADITIONS THAT OUR FAMILY KEEPS
WILL HELP HER WHEN THAT ROAD GETS STEEP
STILL IT'S LOOKING LIKE HER LAST CHRISTMAS AT HOME I'VE BEEN MISSING ALL THOSE TOYS AND DOLLS
AND ALL THE THINGS SHE GOT FROM SANTA CLAUS
THAT CAME ON CHRISTMAS DAY EACH YEAR
NOW I'LL BE MISSING HER NEW GROWN UP STYLE
HER LOVE FOR LIFE AND THAT GOLDEN SMILE
THE HOLIDAYS WON'T BE THE SAME 'ROUND HERE


THE GIFTS WE GIVE HER WHEN SHE SAYS GOOD-BYE
ARE THE ROOTS TO GROW AND WINGS TO FLY
AND THEN I'LL TURN SO SHE WON'T SEE ME CRY
OUR LITTLE GIRL HAS GROWN
AND AFTER CHRISTMAS DINNER WE WILL SING
AS SHE UNTIES HER MOMMA'S APRON STRINGS
IT'S GONNA BE HER LAST CHRISTMAS AT HOME
PACKING BOXES ON HER BEDROOM FLOOR
MORE MEMORIES THAN SHE HAS ROOM TO STORE
YOU'D THINK SHE WAS LEAVING HOME TODAY
BUT WE'VE SO LITTLE TIME TO SPEND
UNTIL SHE LEAVES US AT THE SEASON'S END
AND ANYWHERE SHE'LL GO SEEMS FAR AWAY
CHORUS
IT’S GONNA BE HER LAST CHRISTMAS AT HOME