Kin folks come and children by the dozen a big happy family Lots of handshakes how have you been as we gather around the Christmas tree Uncle Joe’s gotta gift hid out by the woodshed a place grandma can’t see Little Jim’s gotta a train from old Saint Nick The twins are on grandpa’s knee Grandma’s been up since before daylight cooking up those Christmas treats Makes my mouth water I just can’t wait for all the grownups to eat When I got caught trying to steal me a bite grandma shook her fist at me Billy Bob’s under the mistletoe he’s got plans for Martha McGee It’s Christmas time at grandma’s house and something smells so sweet There’s turkey and dressing and mashed potatoes apple pie and black eye peas It’s my very favorite day of all no place I’d rather be There’s nothing like Christmas at grandma’s house down home in Tennessee There’s stockings hung by the fireplace and a homemade holly reef An angel topped the Christmas tree still watches faithfully Then grandpa asks the blessing in his old fashion way Thankful for the Savior’s birth and another Christmas day It’s Christmas time at grandma’s house and something smells so sweet There’s turkey and dressing and mashed potatoes apple pie and black eye peas It’s my very favorite day of all no place I’d rather be There’s nothing like Christmas at grandma’s house down home in Tennessee