(moderately slow) From the hills of Georgia Across the plains of Tennessee I've seen and I've done most everything That a man can do or see But if I could only borrow One dream from yesterday I'd be on that train tomorrow I'll be home on Christmas day It's been so many times before She left that candle burning Oh, too many tears have fell My soul filled with yearning If I had any sense at all I'd just be on my way I'd be on that train tomorrow I'll be home on Christmas day Every time I think about her All the love I left behind And memories still linger In my troubled mind If I could set aside my pride Then I'd be on my way I'd catch that train tomorrow I'll be home on Christmas day