Ridin’ to Grandma’s for Christmas
Performed by Debbie “Hayride” Harper & The Prairie Songbirds
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Verse 1
Ridin’ to Grandma’s for Christmas, down the snowy lane,
With carols on the radio, I’m humming through the rain.
The car’s packed to bursting, gifts stacked high and tight,
Counting every mile ‘til Grandma’s house is in sight.
Mom’s got her checklist, Dad’s watchin’ the clock,
We’ve got cookies and cocoa packed up in a box.
Every bump on this road feels like holiday cheer,
Ridin’ to Grandma’s, ‘cause Christmas is here.
Chorus
Oh, we’re ridin’ to Grandma’s, where the fire’s warm,
With pies in the oven and lights on the barn.
With a car full of gifts and a song in our hearts,
Ridin’ to Grandma’s, can’t wait to start.
Verse 2
The GPS says three hours, but it feels like ten,
And we’re yelling, “Are we there yet?” again and again.
The presents are squished, and the car’s packed tight,
But we’ll make it to Grandma’s if it takes all night.
Dad’s switching the stations, finding holiday tunes,
While Mom’s got her list of “Don’t forget!” rules.
Pullin’ up to her driveway, the house shining bright,
Grandma’s waiting on the porch in the cold winter light.
Chorus
Oh, we’re ridin’ to Grandma’s, where the fire’s warm,
With pies in the oven and lights on the barn.
With a car full of gifts and a song in our hearts,
Ridin’ to Grandma’s, can’t wait to start.
Bridge
Got stories to share and hugs to go around,
Laughter fills the air, it’s the best place we’ve found.
Grandma’s got the table set and pies ready to go,
And a lifetime of love under mistletoe.
Verse 3
Nothing feels like Christmas till we’re gathered there,
With Grandma’s famous cookies and her rocking chair.
Ridin’ to Grandma’s, it’s more than a drive,
It’s the warmth of her smile that keeps us alive.
And when the day’s done, and we’re packed up again,
Our hearts are filled up like the car we came in.
We’ll be back next year, but until then,
We’re ridin’ to Grandma’s, through snow and wind.
Chorus
Oh, we’re ridin’ to Grandma’s, where the fire’s warm,
With pies in the oven and lights on the barn.
With a car full of gifts and a song in our hearts,
Ridin’ to Grandma’s, can’t wait to start.
Outro
So here’s to Grandma, her hugs and her cheer,
To her stories, her warmth, and a bright new year.
Ridin’ to Grandma’s, it’s more than a song,
It’s family, it’s Christmas—where we belong.
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Appreciate ya!…
and Merry Christmas!
Lyrics and Music by Alan Nafzger
Last Updated on November 11, 2024 by Alan Nafzger