December 24th, 1829 (Get a Larder Full)

It was December 24th, 1829
The old family Bible tells the tale
Of the ancient family curse that afflicts us every year
Of why Santa never visits here

Grandpappy crept down the stairs so quietly
Awoken from his sleep so hungry
When he saw the old fat man by the tree
He knew a reindeer would make a mighty feast

He snuck to the rooftop stealthily (fill his larder, fill his larder)
Knew they would eat healthily (get a larder full)
He cocked his rifle quietly (fill his larder, fill his larder)
Set his sights and bang bang bang (he got a larder full)

Was it Dashel or Denzel or Spencer or Nixen?
Dunder or Grendolph, don't matter
He knew he could feed his family
Then with a holler Santa he did flee, 'cause

He snuck to the rooftop stealthily (fill his larder, fill his larder)
Knew they would eat healthily (get a larder full)
He cocked his rifle quietly (fill his larder, fill his larder)
Set his sights and bang bang bang (he got a larder full)

Now the family is cursed, no more presents under our Christmas tree
My Daddy said that's why there'll never be toys for me
Because Great Great Great Granddaddy

Snuck to the rooftop stealthily (fill his larder, fill his larder)
Knew they would eat healthily (get a larder full)
He cocked his rifle quietly (fill his larder, fill his larder)
Set his sights and bang bang bang (he got a larder full)

We gave up Santa's visits for a larder full