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Hot Rod Sleigh – Toby Keith

I saw one of Santa’s helpers at the grocery store today
He was standin’ at the front door givin’ candy canes away
And I told him I was worried about a certain situation
How’s Santa gonna get here with this risin’ population

He said, I talked to the north pole sometime late last week
And it seems that dear ol’ Santa has got somethin’ up his sleeve
As I leaned in to listen, he whispered in my hear
He said, don’t you dare repeat a single word of this, you hear

He said, boss man’s all excited ’cause his new sled’s almost ready
And they say he’s got it painted up, looks just like Richard Petty’s
And Rudolph and the reindeer, they’re lookin’ long and mean
It’s the fastest, highest flyin’ winter wonderland machine
I ain’t seen it for myself, but I heard say
Santa Claus has got a hot rod sleigh

It’s got a heater in the floorboard ’cause he’s gettin’ old, you know
And a windshield with the wipers should he happen on some snow
Landin’ lights of red and white all stuck along the side
So he can spot the rooftops as he’s fallin’ from the sky

He’s got a king-size toy bin, locks in all the latches
And a big old custom air seat with a safety belt that matches
Only thing about it that worries him a heap
Is that he might be here just long before the children get to sleep

He said, boss man’s all excited ’cause his new sled’s almost ready
And they say he’s got it painted up, looks just like Richard Petty’s
And Rudolph and the reindeer, they’re lookin’ long and mean
It’s the fastest, highest flyin’ winter wonderland machine
I ain’t seen it for myself, but I heard say
Santa Claus has got a hot rod sleigh

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Well, I ain’t seen it for myself, but I heard say
Santa Claus has got a hot rod sleigh

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Chug-A-Lug – Toby Keith

Chug-a-lug chug a lug
Make ya wanna holla hidy hoe,
Burns your tummy don’t you know
Chug-a-lug chug-a-lug

Grape wine in a mason jar
Homemade and brought to school
By a friend of mine after class
Me and him and this other fool
Decided that we’ll drink up whats left
chug-a-lug so I helped myself
first time for everything
umm my ears still ring

Chug-a-lug Chug-a-lug
Make u wanna holla hidy hoe,
Burns your tummy don’t you know
Chug-a-lug chug-a-lug

4 H and an FFA
On a field trip to the farm
Me and friend sneek off behind
This big old barn
Where we uncovered a covered up
Moonshine still
And we thought we’d drink our fill
And I swallowed it with a smile
ohh I run ten mile

Chug-a-lug chug a lug
Make u wanna holla hidy hoe,
Burns your tummy don’t you know
Chug-a-lug chug-a-lug

Jukebox and sawdust floor
Somthin’ like i’ve never seen
Heck I’m just going on 15,
But with the help of my fanaglein’ uncle
I get snuk in for my first taste of sin
I said let me have a big old sip
bbbb i done a double back flip

Chug-a-lug chug a lug
Make u wanna holla hidy hoe,
Burns your tummy don’t you know
Chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chig a chagle uh

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Scat Cat – Toby Keith

Well momma’s in the kitchen cooking Irish stew
Daddy’s in the hollow and he’s cooking something too
Daddy makes a whiskey, momma say the prayer
I fly up and down the backroads
It’s a family affair

And I know the day is coming
My luck will run its course
Got to slow down with a woman
Ride a faster horse
If a bullet doesn’t find me
They’ll let me rot in jail
Scat cat, you’ve got gravy on your tail

Now the old man’s hard on my Momma, but he’s harder on his son
Momma always told me first chance that you get boy, cut and run
I got whiskey in the backseat, momma it’ll be alright
I got one more run I got to make, a little rough tonight

And I know the day is coming
My luck will run its course
Got to slow down with a woman
Ride a faster horse
If a bullet doesn’t find me
They’ll let me rot in jail
Scat cat, you’ve got gravy on your tail

Now wrong ain’t always wicked
Law ain’t always right
If a young man has a breaking point
Then the lawman has a price
I let the sheriff catch me
I got a pistol too
I made him an offer that he could not refuse

We took that load of whiskey
We went to Little Rock
I left him handcuffed at the airport
Long term parking lot

And I knew the day was coming
My luck would run its course
Never slowed down with a woman
Never found a faster horse
But a bullet didn’t find me
I ain’t rotting in no jail
Scat cat, you’ve got gravy on your tail
Gravy, scat cat

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Drinks After Work – Toby Keith

Talk on the phone, stare at the screen,
Doin’ the job, livin’ the dream,
Gettin’ paid, yeah right.
Thinkin’ about what I’ll say to prove
That we should go out for a laugh or two
Instead of going home tonight.

Been a long day, no break,
We made it to the middle of the week
And I’m thinking that I’m probably gonna need
To get to know you casually.
Just having fun, two for one,
Watch a good time get a little better.
Ain’t no ball and chain for the suits and skirts
Just drinks after work,
Drinks after work.
Tell me what’s it gonna hurt,
To have a little drink after work?

Happy hour’s like a holiday,
Hanging with you’s like getting away,
Let’s conversate for a little while.
Well, keep me company, catch me up
It’s a whole lot better than being stuck
In a drive-time 9 to 5, I’d rather see you smile.

Long day, no break,
We made it to the middle of the week
And I’m thinking that I’m probably gonna need
To get to know you casually.
Just having fun, two for one,
Watch a good time get a little better.
Ain’t no ball and chain for the suits and skirts
Just drinks after work,
Drinks after work.
Tell me what’s it gonna hurt,
To have a little drink after work?

Been a long day and the boss don’t get it.
Don’t you wanna take the edge off with some 7 and 7?
Just crushin’ on a friend, tell me what’s it gonna hurt
Sippin’ and tippin’ some drinks after work?

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Long day, no break
We made it to the middle of the week
And I’m thinking that I’m probably gonna need
To get to know you casually.
Just having fun, two for one
Watch a good time get a little better.
Ain’t no ball and chain for the suits and skirts
Just drinks after work,
Drinks after work.
Tell me what’s it gonna hurt,
To have a little drink after work?

Long day, no break
Tell me what’s it gonna hurt,
To have a little drink after work?
Sippin’ and tippin’ some drinks after work

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