Buck Owens - It's Not What You Give lyrics

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 shyly 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. --- Instrumental --- 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. That's what makes Christmas such a pretty day...