CHRISTMAS down on the farm
Twas the night before Christmas down here on the farm:
not a creature was sleepin` , out here in the barn.
We`d just settled down for a good game of craps,
for it was too cold to go an` set traps.
Even the mice were awake in the corner,
hoping we`d leave, so`s they could have dinner.
Then out in the pasture came one heck of a clatter.
we rushed to the door to see what was the matter.
To our disbelievin` eyes we saw them real clear,
eight palominos and a drunken raindeer.
his nose was lit up, like a great chunk of coal,
it lit the night, like mornin`s first glow.
A tiny old feller in a funny red suit,
gave us a bow, then fell in the chute.
His laugh was all jolly, as he arose from the ground,
passing out presents, to those standing around.
In a leap an` a bound, he jumped to his sleigh,
he gave us a wink, `fore turnin` away.
Then with a shout "MERRY CHRISTMAS and to all a good night"
with the drunk in the lead they flew outta sight.