Santa's Southern Ride

(Verse 1) Santa drives a Willy’s down a back country dirt road Mrs. Claus ridin’ shotgun, got that peppermint soul Rudolph in the rear, hangin’ on with all his might That red nose glowin’ through the Carolina night He ain’t rollin’ sleigh bells this far from the pole Too much mud, too much heat, not enough snow So he fires up the Jeep with a jingle and a grin Says, “Giddy up, y’all, let’s ride again” (Chorus) He loves drivin’ his Willy’s down below the Mason-Dixon line Where the pine trees sway and the moonshine shines Ain’t no snow here to guide that sleigh So he shifts that stick and he’s on his way Deliverin’ cheer in a four-wheel drive That’s how Santa rolls when he hits the South side (Verse 2) He stopped by Pop Pop’s still on the edge of town Grabbed some antifreeze, waved as he turned around Dropped off a box wrapped in camo and pine Said, “Tell Pop it’s from me — he’s been mighty fine” Mrs. Claus sipped sweet tea, boots on the dash Rudolph chewed jerky, tail waggin’ fast They ain’t got snow, but they sure got heart And a southern breeze that warms up the dark (Chorus) He loves drivin’ his Willy’s down below the Mason-Dixon line Where the porch lights flicker and the church bells chime Ain’t no snow here to fly that sled So he drives these roads with the stars overhead Deliverin’ joy in a four-wheel drive That’s how Santa rolls when the South’s alive (Bridge) From Georgia pines to Texas plains He don’t need reindeer in candy cane lanes Just a tank full of gas and a heart full of grace He’s bringin’ the magic to every place (Final Chorus) Yeah, he’s drivin’ that Willy’s down below the Mason-Dixon line With holly in the tailgate and peace on his mind Ain’t no sleigh bells, just engine hum But the gifts still land before the morning comes Deliverin’ cheer in a Southern style ride That’s Santa’s sleigh when he’s Dixie-side (Outro) Santa tips his hat, rolls on through the night That Willy’s hummin’ under Christmas lights