hear those sleigh bells jingling, ring-ting-tingling tooCome on, it's

better than the moviesI know how it ends, but

think I've ever seen your kind of prettyWandering around

going away for a whileDon't care how many milesIt

light up every street lightYou stop every heart when

1: Brad Paisley, Keith Urban, Tim McGraw & Faith

were headed for some border townTo find a Spanish

have a blue Christmas without youI'll be so blue

think I'll start my mornin' with SinatraAnd let those

singing to your favorite coffee cupYour baby blues say

sit at my desk, twiddle my thumbsFeeling my

me in the moonlightWake up to the sunriseLooking in

we fall like matches on a western skyAlways chasing

twoCome onHeyOoh, in the heart of the heartlandWhere

better watch outYou better not cryYou better not poutI'm telling

up your lights, open your eyesIt's the season of

was walkin' in Chicago by a Wrigleyville barCaught a

stay in, no need to see some cover charge

can hide the small talkYou can hide the hateYou

Okay, welcome to the familyNow that you're part of the family,