Lyrics:

It may be a seasoned story
But find a greater feeling
When driving along down the road to home
Christmas, never gets old

I don't get tired of the singing
Or eating the same old things
Love every one of the rituals
Christmas, never gets old

All the presents are wrapped and the stockings are hung
All the children relieved all the waiting is done

The houses aglow
Now look up, mistletoe
Let's get, on with the show

All of the usual faces
Church bells are reeling me in
Gimme red and green, silver and gold
Christmas, never gets old

All the presents are wrapped and the stockings are hung
All the children relieved all the waiting is done

The houses aglow
Now look up, mistletoe
Let's get, on with the show

All of the usual faces
Church bells are reeling me in
Gimme red and green, silver and gold
Christmas, never gets old
Christmas, never gets old