Jeff Foxworthy - 'Twas the Night After Christmas Lyrics

T'was the night after Christmas and all through the trailer
The beer had gone flat and the pizza was staler
The tube socks hung empty, no candies or toys
I was camped out on my old La-Z-Boy
The kids, they weren't talking to me or my wife
The worst Christmas they said they had had in their lives
My wife couldn't argue and neither could I
So I watched TV and my wife, she just cried

When out in the yard the dog started barkin'
I stood up and looked and saw Sheriff Larkin
He yelled, "Roy I am sworn to uphold the laws
And I got a complaint here from a feller named Clause."
I said, "Clause, I don't know nobody named Clause
And you ain't takin me in without probable cause."
Then the Sheriff he said, "The man was shot at last night."
I said, "That might've been me, just whats he look like?

The Sheriff replied, "Well he's a jolly old feller, with a big beer gut belly
That shakes when he laughs like a bowl full of jelly
He sports a long beard and a nose like a cherry."
I said, "That sounds like my wife's sister Sherri."
"It's no time for jokes Roy", the Sheriff he said
"The man I'm describing is dressed all in red
I'm here for the truth now, it's time to come clean,
Tell me what you done, and tell me what you seen."

Well I started to lie then I thought what the hell
It wouldn't be the first time I spent New Years in jail
I said, "Sheriff it happened last night about ten
I thought that my wife had been drinking again."
When she walked in from works she was white as a ghost
I thought maybe she'd seen one of them UFO's
But she said that a bunch of deer had just flown over her head
And stopped on the roof of our good neighbor Red

Well I ran outside to look and the sight made me shutter
A freezer full of venison standing right on Red's gutter
Well, my hands were a shaking as I grabbed my gun
When outta Red's chimney this feller did run
And slung on his back was a bag overflowin'
I thought he'd stolen Red's stuff while old Red was out bowlin'
So I yelled, "Drop it fat boy, hands up in the air."
But he went about his business like he hadn't a care

So I popped off a warning shot over his head
Well he dropped that bag and he jumped in that sled
And as he flew off I heard him extort
"That's assault with intent Roy, I'll see you in court"

Sheriff I'll tell you this you put a subnet on me
I ain't gonna show up, I ain't gonna show up
I'll hold up in the cellar and you'll never rout me outta there
So why don't you say, we just forget all this
Look we've known each other a long time
You just turn car off come in well watch wrestling
Eat some Easter bunny stew
And talk about howta catch that tooth fairy