The Night Before Christmas, Texas Style
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This poem is not mine. Credit goes to R. McSpadden, aka Texas Bob, wrote this version of ‘Twas the Night Before Christmas (TexasBob.com)
Merry Christmas y’all from Bill and Sara Baker, proud Texans.
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‘Twas the night before Christmas
in Texas, y’all know
Way out on the prairie
without any snow.
Asleep in their cabins
were Texas Bob and Clara Sue
a dreamin’ of Christmas
like me ‘n you.
Not stockings, but boots
at the foot of their bed
for it was Texas,
what more need be said.
when all of a sudden
from out of the still night,
there came such a ruckus,
it gave me a fright.
And I saw ‘cross the prairie,
like a shot from a gun,
a loaded up buckboard
come on at a run
the driver was ‘Gee’n
and Haw’n, with a will,
the horses (not reindeer)
he drove with such skill.
“Come on there Buck, Pancho,
and Prince, to the right.
There’ll be plenty of travelin’
for ya’ll tonight.
The driver in Levi’s
and a shirt that was red
Had a ten-gallon Stetson
on top of his head
As he stepped from the buckboard
he was really a sight.
With his beard and moustache,
so curly and white.
As he burst into the cabin,
the children awoke
both were so astonished
that neither one spoke.
And he filled up their boots
with presents galore
that neither could think
of a single thing more.
When Texas Bob recovered
the use of his jaw,
he asked in a whisper,
“Are you really Santa Claus?”
“Am I the REAL Santa?
Well what do ya’ think?”
And he smiled and
gave a mysterious wink.
Then he leapt in his buckboard
and called back with his drawl,
“To all the children in Texas,
Merry Christmas, Y’all!”
Copyright © Sara Etgen-Baker | Year Posted 2023
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