(Verse 1) Snow's fallin' soft on the old dirt road, Coverin' up the ruts where the pickup goes. Lights strung up on the barn so bright, Mistletoe hangin' in the porch light. Mama's in the kitchen bakin' pecan pie, Daddy's tunin' up his guitar by and by. Kids are runnin' wild, boots trackin' in the snow, It's a holly jolly chaos, but wouldn't have it no other way, you know. (Chorus) It's a good ol' backroads Christmas, Family gathered 'round the fire's glow. Sippin' on some cider, singin' songs we know, From the heart of the country, where the cold winds blow. No fancy city lights, just stars up above, Thankin' the Lord for this simple kind of love. Yeah, it's a good ol' backroads Christmas, The best kinda holiday cheer. (Verse 2) Grandpa tells stories by the flamin' logs, 'Bout Christmases past and chasin' hounds through the fog. Presents wrapped in paper from the five-and-dime, Ain't about the money, just spendin' the time. We'll two-step 'round the tree till the midnight hour, Then kneel down quiet for that holy power. Out here in the sticks, where the world slows down, Feels like the Savior's smilin' on this little town. (Chorus) It's a good ol' backroads Christmas, Family gathered 'round the fire's glow. Sippin' on some cider, singin' songs we know, From the heart of the country, where the cold winds blow. No fancy city lights, just stars up above, Thankin' the Lord for this simple kind of love. Yeah, it's a good ol' backroads Christmas, The best kinda holiday cheer. (Bridge) May your holidays be merry, your heart be light, With loved ones close on this silent night... (Final Chorus) It's a good ol' backroads Christmas... Merry Christmas, y'all!
