Just punched the clock and boy am I ready. Walkin' out the door a-headin' home. It's time to buckle up again. In my rolling hunk of tin. It's quittin' time the evenin' race is on.
Thinking of the faces I've seen. Back when I was young and green. I was falling back then. Now I'm workin' on building a fire. And flirtin' with that old desire.
Well the Magic Attic's where the music rolls.. And the Army-Navy's got ol' Jackie Soul.. Down on Peaches Corner there are Good Ol' Boys.. And Mother Fletchers makin' lots of noise..
Just outside of Austin. I turned on my radio. Tuned it in to a satellite station. She was talkin' on a call-in show. She said it was over, she'd made her choice.
(Randy Owen/Teddy Gentry/Jeff Cook/Mark Herndon). . By now in New York City.. There's snow on the ground.. And out in California.. The sunshines' falling down..
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas,. Everywhere you go,. Take a look in the Five & Ten,. Glistening once again. With candy canes and silver lanes aglow!.