Time for Me to Come Home Songtext
von Blake Shelton feat. Dorothy Shackleford

There′s music in the city
And lights are on display
There's a big ol′ tree for all to see
Where the children run and play

I look out through my window
Somethin' just don't seem right
′Til I said, hello and heard her voice
On the other end of the line

Now, it′s Christmas, Christmas
I'm hurryin′ on my way
Christmas, Christmas
Like I'm riding in a one horse sleigh
Well, I don′t have to hear no Jingle Bells
Just the ringing of the phone
Mama just called and said it's time
For me come on home


The pies are in the oven
You can almost taste the air
And it warms my heart to feel her love
And know how much she cares

It′s funny how going back
Can get you back where you belong
It's the difference in just a melody
And my favorite Christmas song

Now, it's Christmas, Christmas
I′m hurryin′ on my way
Christmas, Christmas
Like I'm riding in a one horse sleigh
Well, I don′t have to hear no Jingle Bells
Just the ringing of the phone
Mama just called and said, "It's time
For you to come home"

Mama just called and said, "It′s time
For you to come home"