Christmas In Kansas

A classic Christmas song by Ryan W. Gates about the joys of celebrating the holidays in Kansas.

“Christmas in Kansas” is an original song by Ryan W. Gates.

Written in December of 2020 and recorded at GreenJeans Studios in Wellington, KS on 12/10/2021. Music & lyrics by Ryan W. Gates. Guitar, bass, drums, & backup vocals performed by Carter Green. Lead vocals performed by Ryan W. Gates.

To request this song for broadcast or to inquire about usage, please contact meⒸ Ryan W. Gates 2020.

musical background

Many moons ago, I set forth on a journey to be a singer and musician. That journey led me to directing and producing for film and television.

Music has always been a conduit for my creativity. My guitar and uke are always nearby and they help me work through my endeavors in marketing and production. Am I a musician? I’d say…I’m musical.

I’m functional (at best) with instruments like guitar, piano, bass, drums, and the ukelele. The instrument I have kept with is my voice. I sing every day, write songs for my kids, and generally belt out tunes everywhere I go.

Deep down, we’re all a little musical.

lyrics

The wind bites at my face, and I’m kissin’ yours.
We’ll both be rosy, once we’re indoors.
It isn’t snowing, maybe it’ll just rain.
Oh Baby. It’s Christmas in Kansas again.

There’s a Strong City, just up the road,
Where they hang sunflowers, instead of mistletoe.
A short drag of Main Street, lights strung end to end.
Oh Baby. It’s Christmas in Kansas again.

Out on the prairie, the deer and antelope try,
To understand why they hear sleigh bells in the sky.
It isn’t New York, Chicago, or L.A.
Being with you I wouldn’t have it any other way.

The tree in Wakeeny is sprinkled with snow,
While the town square in Garnett is lit all a-glow.
We’re Wichita snugglin’ in a horse-drawn sleigh,
Oh Baby. It’s Christmas in Kansas again.

A fire in the fireplace, your hand in mine,
The sweet smell of evergreen — it’s Christmas time.
Off in the distance, the sound or a ramblin’ train.
Oh Baby. It’s Christmas in Kansas again.

Out on the prairie, the deer and antelope try,
To understand why they hear sleigh bells in the sky.
It isn’t New York, Chicago, or L.A.
Being with you I wouldn’t want it any other way.

Let’s pull the shades down, turn the lights low,
Dance in the firelight, to the radio.
I don’t need presents under the Christmas tree…
Oh Baby. Spend Christmas in Kansas with me.

That’s all I want…
Spend Christmas in Kansas with me.

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