"Twas the night before Christmas, in Texas you know,
Way out on the prairie without any snow,
Asleep in their cabin were Buddy and Sue,
'A dreamin' of Christmas like me and like you.
Not stockings, but boots at the foot of their beds,
For this was Texas, what more need be said?
When all of a sudden from out the still night,
There came such a ruckus, it gave me a fright!
'Cross the prairie sky shot a loaded up sleigh,
With wheels, not runners...it's magic they say.
The driver was whistling and shouting with a will,
Armadillos (not reindeer) he drove with such skill.
"Come on there, Buck, Poncho, and Prince, to the right,
There'll be plenty of travelin' for y'all tonight..."
The driver in his Levis, and a shirt that was red,
Had a 10-gallon Stetson on top of his head.
Down he stepped with his sack, he was really a sight!
With twinklin' blue eyes and a beard curly and white,
As he burst in the cabin, the children awoke,
And both so astonished that neither one spoke.
And he filled up their boots with such presents galore,
That neither could think of a single thing more!
When Buddy recovered the use of his jaws,
He asked in a whisper, "Are you really Santa Claus?"
"Am I the real Santa Claus? Well, what do you think?"
Then he smiled as he gave his mysterious wink.
As he waved from his sleigh, he called back in a drawl,
"TO ALL THE CHILDREN OF TEXAS...
MERRY CHRISTMAS, YEE HAW!"
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