Jack Tempchin - Christmas Calling Lyrics

Weather's bad this time of year
Ice and snow will come
They may not want to understand all that I've become

Still a card comes in the mail to shake me up inside
Things long ago and far away still will not be denied
I hear Christmas calling late at night alone
Voices cry from years gone by
Johnny come back home

So many miles, so many years
So many weeds have grown
On this road that's taken me so far away from home

I still see that corner house, Grandpa's old blue car
And I can hear his voice say Son, make peace with who you are
I hear Christmas calling late at night alone
Voices cry from years gone by
Johnny come back home

Voices cry from years gone by
Johnny come back home