Time for Me to Come Home - Blake Shelton, Dorothy Shackleford

And lights are on display

There’s a big ol tree for all to see

Where the children run and play

I look out my window

Somethin' just don’t seem right

Til I said hello and heard her voice

On the other end of the line

Now it’s christmas, christmas I’m hurrying' on my way

Christmas, Christmas, like I’m riding in a one horse sleigh

Well, I don’t have to hear no jingle bells, just the ringing of the phone

Mama called and said it’s time for me come on home

The pies are in the oven

You can almost taste the air

It warms my heart to feel her love

And know how much she cares

It’s funny how going back can get you back to where you belong

It’s the difference between just a melody and my favorite christmas song

Well, it’s christmas, christmas I’m hurrying' on my way

Christmas, Christmas, like I’m riding in a one horse sleigh

Well, I don’t have to hear no jingle bells, just the ringing of the phone

Mama called and said «it's time for You come on home»

Mama just called and said «it's time for you to come home»