An Arkansas Night before Christmas
Monday, December 11th, 2006‘Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the shack
Not a thing was a movin’ — from the front to the back,
The kids were in bed, I believe we had nine.
The wife in her curlers, was lookin’ real fine.
A cold wind was blowin’, up the holler it moaned.
All seven dogs on the porch howled and [...]






