Bobby Vinton - Christmas eve in my home town

^GbThere were carols in the ^Eb7square, lau^Abmghter ever^Fywhere, ^BbmCouples kissing und^Gber the mis^E7tletoe; ^BmI can't help re-m^E7i-nis-cing, know^Gbing I'll be m^Ebissing ^EbmChristmas Eve in my home ^Ab7town. ^Db

^GbNothing can er^Eb7ase the mem^Abm'ries I em^Fbrace, ^BbmThose familiar foot^Gbprints upo^E7n the snow. ^BmThere's so much t^E7o re-mem-ber, no^Gb wonder I re-^Ebmem-ber ^EbmChristmas Eve in my home ^Ab7town. ^Db

^DbmI'd like to be th^Gbere, ^Dbmtrimming the tree th^Gbere ^BAnd there's a chanc^Gbe that I ^Bmight! ^EbmI can hear sing^Abing, ^Ebmsteeple bells ri^Abnging ^BNoel an^Bbmd Silent^Abm Night^Db.

^GbWise men journeyed far, g^Eb7uided by a ^Abmstar, ^{F Bbm}But though I'm not a wi^Gbse man, th^E7is I know: ^BmThrough dreams and just^E7 pretending, I'm th^Gbere and I'll ^Ebbe spen-ding ^EbmChristmas Eve in my home ^Ab7town. ^Db