Christmas Rock — текст песни (Toby Keith)

My billfold doesn`t have a prayer
There`s Christmas catalogs everywhere
She keeps looking at the jewelry section
Cutting pictures out of her selections

I said we need to hold it down this year
And in her eye she got a big ol` tear
She wants a Christmas rock
But Santas pockets ain`t got no roll

Chorus:
She don`t want pots and pans
Just something shinin` on her hand
With an emerald or a diamond on it
I had a budget but she`s gone and blown it
Down to the jewelry store, here I go
Hear the clerk say, ho, ho, ho
She wants a Christmas rock
But Santas pockets ain`t got no roll

She don`t want anything from sears
No tools or garden shears
There`s something special on her mind
And I can`t even afford the shine

I wish she`d settled for a long nightshirt
No, Ive got to give till it hurts
She wants a Christmas rock
But Santas pockets ain`t got no roll

Repeat Chorus

She wants a Christmas rock
But ol` Santas pockets ain`t got no roll