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Dalton D'Rich – Country Fried Christmas lyrics
Way out in the sticks, when the leaves fade away
You can tell it's winter cause there ain't no shade
But I love it, yes I do
We got wood stacked up from the summer before
We got towels shoved underneath every single door in the house
Gotta keep the cold out
We cut down a Christmas tree from the neighbors yard
Got a ten point rack hangin' up as the star
The in-laws said their 'bout an hour away
And Lord, I'll give it 'bout a day
Chorus: Forget the egg nog, break out the Jim Beam
Make the cornbread we're eatin' collard greens
Go head and batter up what we got in the fridge
Billy's passed out drunk and granny's sneakin' a cig
We got momma talkin' bout bingo and there's daddy tryin' to figure out the stove
The dogs won't shut up, the kids runnin' round won't listen
We got a country fried Christmas
Well the house is full of family
But I swear some of these people I ain't ever seen like
Who are you? My cousin! Alright
I had to hide every can of beer that was mine
I gotta stash of Red Man and some fresh pork grinds haha y'all won't find it
Well grandpa's teeth done fell in the couch
Can't figure out a word comin' outta his mouth
Alright, one of these kids is startin' to stink
Man, I need a drink
Chorus: Forget the egg nog, break out the Jim Beam
Make the cornbread we're eatin' collard greens
Go head and batter up what we got in the fridge
Billy's passed out drunk and granny's sneakin' a cig
We got momma talkin' bout bingo and there's daddy tryin' to figure out the stove
The dogs won't shut up, the kids runnin' round won't listen
We got a country fried Christmas
One more time nowChorus: Forget the egg nog, break out the Jim Beam
Make the cornbread we're eatin' collard greens
Go head and batter up what we got in the fridge
Billy's passed out drunk and granny's sneakin' a cig
We got momma talkin' bout bingo and there's daddy tryin' to figure out the stove
The dogs won't shut up, the kids runnin' round won't listen
We got a country fried Christmas
A country fried Christmas
Man I can't wait till next year
A country fried Christmas
You can tell it's winter cause there ain't no shade
But I love it, yes I do
We got wood stacked up from the summer before
We got towels shoved underneath every single door in the house
Gotta keep the cold out
We cut down a Christmas tree from the neighbors yard
Got a ten point rack hangin' up as the star
The in-laws said their 'bout an hour away
And Lord, I'll give it 'bout a day
Chorus: Forget the egg nog, break out the Jim Beam
Make the cornbread we're eatin' collard greens
Go head and batter up what we got in the fridge
Billy's passed out drunk and granny's sneakin' a cig
We got momma talkin' bout bingo and there's daddy tryin' to figure out the stove
The dogs won't shut up, the kids runnin' round won't listen
We got a country fried Christmas
Well the house is full of family
But I swear some of these people I ain't ever seen like
Who are you? My cousin! Alright
I had to hide every can of beer that was mine
I gotta stash of Red Man and some fresh pork grinds haha y'all won't find it
Well grandpa's teeth done fell in the couch
Can't figure out a word comin' outta his mouth
Alright, one of these kids is startin' to stink
Man, I need a drink
Chorus: Forget the egg nog, break out the Jim Beam
Make the cornbread we're eatin' collard greens
Go head and batter up what we got in the fridge
Billy's passed out drunk and granny's sneakin' a cig
We got momma talkin' bout bingo and there's daddy tryin' to figure out the stove
The dogs won't shut up, the kids runnin' round won't listen
We got a country fried Christmas
One more time nowChorus: Forget the egg nog, break out the Jim Beam
Make the cornbread we're eatin' collard greens
Go head and batter up what we got in the fridge
Billy's passed out drunk and granny's sneakin' a cig
We got momma talkin' bout bingo and there's daddy tryin' to figure out the stove
The dogs won't shut up, the kids runnin' round won't listen
We got a country fried Christmas
A country fried Christmas
Man I can't wait till next year
A country fried Christmas
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