The Woodshed Is Full

Giant snowflakes floating in the air
Red and green lights everywhere
The woodshed is full so everybody will be warm tonight
Grandma sits knitting by the fire
Mom's in the kitchen brewing apple cider
Papa and Daddy trading stories of hunting seasons gone by
And the woodshed is full so everybody will be warm tonight

Christmas Eve has found me
With those I love the most in this life
As smoke rose from the chimney
We all sang oh holy night

Oh holy night, oh holy night, oh holy night

Shoveling snow playing hockey
Hot chocolate snow forts and Christmas cake
My first glove from daddy
Are memories that won't ever fade
My brother and I splitting firewood
And breaking into crazy snowball fights
And somehow that woodshed got full
So everybody could be warm at night

Christmas Eve has found me
With those I love the most in this life
As smoke rose from the chimney
We all sang oh holy night
Oh holy night, oh holy night, oh holy night