| I saw Santa in a four-wheel drive
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| With presents in the back and mud up the side
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| It must’ve been a rainy Christmas night
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| Cause I saw Santa in a jacked up four-wheel drive
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| A four wheel drive, he’s got a four-wheel drive
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| It was Christmas eve, I had my heater on just creepin around
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| I saw a buck down my the mud, I rolled my window down
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| I heard stories, but I thought they was lies
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| I saw a buck with a red nose shinin like a light
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| But i, I let it go and just keep creepin along
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| But I know I keep hearin that jingle bell song
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| Before too long I had to slam on breaks
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| I bout t-boned Santa clause’s chevrolet
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| He had it jacked up to the sky, sleigh bells on the side
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| Mickey Thompson and 44's, two step runnin boys
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| Red velvet trimmed the dash
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| I couldn’t believe it when I passed
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| It wasn’t no rain it wasn’t no fog
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| And I didn’t have no eggnog
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| I’m glad I didn’t miss this, his front tag said wishlist
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| Shook my head in disbelief, he smiled and then he winked at me
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| I never woulda coulda bet that Santa was a redneck
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| I guess a little was in us all, so have a merry Christmas ya’ll |