A Song
Hobbled for the Holidays
By Knox Hartley
This Christmas I asked Santa for someone sweet
And full of spice
Instead I’m stuck in a hotel suite
With my ankle packed in ice
Verse 2
It was a sled, red and bright
Made for Christmas wishes
And flying downhill on a wintry night
Hoping for Christmas kisses
Chorus
Instead I’m hobbled for the holidays
Paying for my lovesick haze
Wondering what Santa has against a cowboy
Asking for a little Christmas joy
Now everyone but me is rocking
Around the Christmas stocking
Drinking eggnog and making merry
While my ankle’s the color of a cranberry
Verse 3
We screamed and laughed
All the way down that hill
But at the bottom we crashed
Leaving me to pop a pill
Verse 4
Now she brings me coffee in bed
And keeps my ankle wrapped up tight
Calls me her cowboy and shakes her head
Before she kisses me goodnight
Final Chorus
Yeah, I’m hobbled for the holidays
Still lost in my lovesick haze
But maybe Santa knew this cowboy
Needed more than Christmas joy
Let everybody else keep rocking
Around the tree and Christmas stockings
I’d take that hill, that crash, that fall
To have her here—ankle and all
Tag
Yeah, I’d do the whole thing over again
If she’d be waiting at the end