Christmas In Southgate Lyrics - Cooder Ry

Well, you got no credit, and I've got no cash 

Now that bonus they give us is nothing but trash 

You've been laid off at Goodyear, I been laid off at Hughes 

It looks like a bad year, there just ain't no use 

'Cause it's Christmas in Southgate, you been a true friend 

I ain't never been much of a churchgoing man 

But I'd even give up drinking whiskey and beer 

If Jesus and Santa Claus ever get back down to Southgate again 

Well, the telephone rang and it jumped off the wall 

Says, We're sorry Buddy, but we can't place your call 

"Cause Jesus don't answer, Santa ain't got back yet 

What's a poor old Red Cat got a right to expect? 

So I called up my banker, just to ask for a loan 

Said It's Christmas Eve, Buddy, there ain't no one home 

Then I called up my preacher and he said, We're through 

What the heck is a poor old Red Cat gonna do? 

Now, I'd work any job just to clear a day's pay 

Except being President of the old USA 

That's dirty work, Lefty, no future, it's true 

I'd rather drink up my last nickel with you 

Well it's Christmas in Southgate, you been a true friend 

I never been much of a churchgoing man 

But I'd even give up drinking whiskey and beer 

If Jesus and Santa Claus ever come back down to Southgate again