Frank Sinatra old fashioned christmas

Give me an old fashioned Christmas
An old fashioned Christmas
Family faces, wide open spaces
Covered with snow
Right now my mom there in the kitchen
Basting the Christmas bird
You'll have to take my word
You can't find that at the automate
An old fashioned fireplace
Give me an old fashioned fireplace
My heart remembers smoldering embers
Warming your glow
I'd trade that whole Manhattan skyline
The shimmering steel and chrome
For one old fashioned Christmas back home