On the hills of Georgia
Across the plains of Tennessee
I've seen and I've done most everything
That a man can do or seeBut if I could only borrow
One dream from your sleep
Be on that train tomorrow
I'll be home on Christmas dayAnd so many times before
She left that candle burning
Oh, too many tears have fell
My soul fill with yearningIf I had any sense at all
I'd just be on my way
Be on that train tomorrow
Be home on Christmas dayEvery time I think about her
All the love I left behind
Memories still linger
In my troubled mindI could set aside my pride
And I'd be on my way
I'd catch that train tomorrow
And be home on Christmas dayI had any sense at all
I'd just be on my way
I'd catch that train tomorrow
I'd be home on Christmas dayI said, "I'd catch that train tomorrow
I'd be home, Christmas day"