It's Not What You Give Lyrics

Buck Owens It's Not What You Give

My little boy wrapped the toy in some paper
And he places it underneath our Christmas tree
It was his very favorite toy he got last Christmas
And to think he give it up and just for me
Then little sister came runnin' with her dolly and very shally she climbed upon my knee
She said daddy here's your Christmas present to you with love especially from me
It's not what you give that really matters or how much money you may pay
It's that feeling of giving to others that's what makes Christmas such a pretty day
It's not what you give...
That's what makes Christmas such a pretty day