Mama, Santa & Cowboys

When the blue northern wind blows from New Mexico On the prairie outside Amarillo That's when my mama starts thinkin on Santa And what he might bring her this year   No there ain't many gifts to put under the tree Just a handwritten card from my mama to me And mama said don't go a'wishin that he'd show We're better off without him here   Mom, are you talkin' 'bout Santa Cause I don't really get what your sayin' Mama said Santa and Cowboys Are kinda the same, 'n' don't ask me again   Mama says don't wait for Santa to come He'll say he'll bring presents but don't you believe him He's saddlin' up reindeer to bring all that good cheer I ain't seen him yet but she swears he's for real   Mama said milk and cookies won't do for this year So we're leaving him cigarettes, whiskey and beer And mama's got a new dress for Santa this Christmas I just hope that there's somethin' for me   Mom, are you talkin' 'bout Santa Cause I don't really get what your sayin' Mama said Santa and Cowboys Are kinda the same, 'n' don't ask me again   Was the night before Christmas and I woke around one I snuck out of my room to see if Santa would come Saw him walk out the door, cowboy boots on I'm sure And no gifts in his sack, but a big cowboy hat   Mom, are you talkin' 'bout Santa Cause I don't really get what your sayin' Mama said Santa and Cowboys Are kinda the same, 'n' don't ask me again Mom, are you talkin' 'bout Santa Cause I don't really get what your sayin' Mama said Santa and Cowboys Are kinda the same, 'n' don't ask me again