(There’s No Place Like) Home for the Holidays Songtext
von Barry Manilow

Oh, there′s no place like home for the holidays
'Cause no matter how far away you roam
When you pine for the sunshine of a friendly gaze
For the holidays you can′t beat home, sweet home

I met a man who lives in Tennessee
And he was headin' for
Pennsylvania
And some homemade pumpkin pie


From Pennsylvania folks are travelin'
Down to Dixie′s sunny shore
From Atlantic to Pacific
Gee, the traffic is terrific!

Oh, there′s no place like home for the holidays
'Cause no matter how far away you roam
When you pine for the sunshine of a friendly gaze
For the holidays, you can′t beat home, sweet home

When you pine for the sunshine of a friendly gaze
For the holidays, you can't beat home
Holidays, you can′t beat home
Holidays, you can't beat home, sweet home