(Buck Owens - Bob Morris)      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...