Frank Sinatra - Old-Fashioned Christmas Lyrics

Covered with snow

Right now my mom there in the kitchen
Basting the Christmas bird
You'll have to take my word
You can't find that at the automate

An old fashioned fireplace
Give me an old fashioned fireplace
My heart remembers smoldering embers
Warming your glow

I'd trade that whole Manhattan skyline
The shimmering steel and chrome
For one old fashioned Christmas back home
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