Scotty McCreery – Feel Like The Holidays

Introduction

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There’s something magical about the way music can transform an ordinary moment into something extraordinary, and Feel Like the Holidays is no exception. From the first note, it feels like stepping into a cozy room lit with the soft glow of twinkling lights and filled with the laughter of loved ones. It’s a song that doesn’t just sing about the holidays; it makes you feel them, wrapping you in nostalgia and joy like your favorite winter sweater.

This isn’t just another seasonal tune—it’s a heartfelt reminder of what makes this time of year special. The lyrics speak of togetherness, love, and the simple pleasures that turn cold nights into cherished memories. Whether it’s the scent of freshly baked cookies, the sound of crackling fireplaces, or the excitement of seeing familiar faces, the song captures it all with a sincerity that tugs at your heartstrings.

What makes Feel Like the Holidays truly shine is its universal appeal. It’s not tied to any specific tradition or celebration, making it a perfect soundtrack for anyone longing for that warm, festive feeling. The melody is as comforting as a hug, with just enough sparkle to remind you of the magic in the air during this special season.

Whether you’re decorating the tree, preparing a holiday feast, or simply reflecting on the year gone by, Feel Like the Holidays has a way of turning even the smallest moments into something worth celebrating. It’s more than a song—it’s a reminder to slow down, savor the present, and let the holidays fill your heart with gratitude and love.

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Lyrics

[Verse 1]
They’re hangin’ up tinsel in the windows on Michigan Avenue
And ice is freezin’ on the rink at Rockefeller Center too
Lights goin’ up on the palm trees down on A1A
It’s startin’ to feel, it’s startin’ to feel like the holidays

[Verse 2]
Snow is fallin’ and crawlin’ down from that old North Pole
And jingle bells are ringin’ from Rome to Rio de Janeiro
Old Man Winter says, “Here comes December,” and I can’t wait
It’s startin’ to feel, it’s startin’ to feel like the holidays

[Chorus]
And I love this time of year
I love when it gets here
My dear, we’rе gettin’ closer
Just around the cornеr, it’s just around the corner
I think I’ll hang up the mistletoe if that’s okay
It’s startin’ to feel, it’s startin’ to feel like the holidays

[Post-Chorus]
Yes, it is
Oh, can’t you feel it?

[Chorus]
And I love this time of year
I love when it gets here
My dear, we’re gettin’ closer
It’s just around the corner, yeah, just around the corner
It’s here at last, so let’s raise a glass and celebrate
It’s startin’ to feel, it’s startin’ to feel like the holidays
Oh, yes, it is
It’s gettin’ real (It’s gettin’ real)
It’s startin’ to feel, feel like the holidays

[Outro]
(Feels like the holidays) Like the holidays
(Feels like the holidays) Like the holidays
(Feels like the holidays) Like the holidays

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