The Old Americana Band - Bourbon in His Boot

I met a man from up north
Said he goes by Nick
December twenty fourth
He works his favorite shift
He goes from house to house
All across the land
Dropping off the presents
With his reindeer band
I asked him how do you do it said tell me the truth
He said Santa keeps a bottle of bourbon in his boot
Well I thought to myself
Now it all makes sense
He's drinking top shelf
With all the cookies and milk
He had to find a way
To fight off the cold
It's a crazy Christmas story
No one's ever been told
Yeah his favorite part about the big red suit
Is that Santa keeps a bottle of bourbon in his boot
He dresses kinda crazy
Yeah he likes it that way
He says it's cause the ladies
Love a man in a sleigh
He rocks a red coat
While slinging the toys
Yeah who'd have thought that Santa
Was a good ole boy
He's got soot on his suit and I think it's kinda cute
Yeah Santa shared the bottle of bourbon in his boot
Now there ain't any road
To keep between the lines
Yeah everybody knows
He lets the reindeer fly
Falling down the chimney
Yea he made such a clatter
I guess he's always happy
Cuz he walks with a stagger
Yeah sometimes Santa could use a little boost
And that's why he keeps a bottle of bourbon in his boot

Written by:
Kenneth Fuller

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