Family Tree sing and play along

The fam'ly car;

we barely fit.

and Christmastime ta at had come again.

And Bundled up ing to fight the freeze,

picking out the fam'ly tree.

We'd deco rate

with clumsy hands,

but hope that San ta at the comes again.

We'll in the morn ing with wake to see

gifts beneath the fam'ly tree.

We'd decotree.

And I don't know where I'm going,

but I do know who I'll be.

These mem'ries and names, like leaves,

all hang on us,

the fam'ly tree.

We're older We're so much more than blood,

we're more than names.

We're bound by bonds that only God sustains.

But this time of year, we all gather here,

and I always know I'm home.

There are voices now

where silence was;

the subtle signs of growing up.

Where one is born,

another leaves;

branches on the fam'ly tree.