Stream "Santa Is A Good Ole Boy" everywhere now: smarturl.it/SantaIsAGoodOleBoy Lyrics: It’s that time of the year, when the folks all talk round here Bout the big guy with the beard, and his nine 10 point reindeer And I don’t know, if that north pole has a small town honky tonk bar But if I took him out, for a few 12 ounce ice cold beers deep down at heart I bet Santa is a good ole boy, I bet we’d have ourselves good ole time Pouring whiskey in our nog, Getting rowdy going off Roading in his Chevrolet sleigh ride From his hat to his buckle to his square toe boots Bet his neck’s bout as red as his silk lined suit He’d move down south if he had the choice Yeah I bet Santa is a good ole boy Don’t he always do the giving, it’s bout dang time I take him fishing Show him all that he’s been missing, let him try my Momma’s deep fried chicken, It’ll rock his holly jolly jingle bell world, when he spins around a country girl I bet Santa is a good ole boy, I bet we’d have ourselve...