Anne Wilson - Kentucky Fried Christmas lyrics
[Anne Wilson - Kentucky Fried Christmas lyrics]
Come on down where the lights stay up
On the porch year-round
It's a John Deere tractor sleigh bell ride
And there's no such thing as a silent night
In the Bluegrass State, it's a state of mind
And we like our Christmas Kentucky-fried
From Louisville to Harlan
It's time to deck the halls
With Charlie Brown and Jesus
Front yard inflatables
Get a turkey from the Walmarts
Last-minute presents and cards
We do things different 'round here
It's a Kentucky fried Christmas
Come on down where the lights stay up
On the porch year-round
It's a John Deere tractor sleigh bell ride
And there's no such thing as a silent night
In the Bluegrass State, it's a state of mind
And we like our Christmas Kentucky-fried
Loretta, Lynn
And Ricky spinning on the vinyl
Daddy reading stories from the family Bible
See the stars and the moon shine
On a cold December night
We do things different 'round here
It's a Kentucky fried Christmas
Come on down where the lights stay up
On the porch year-round
It's a John Deere tractor sleigh bell ride
And there's no such thing as a silent night
In the Bluegrass State, it's a state of mind
And we like our Christmas Kentucky-fried
It's a Kentucky fried Christmas
Come on down where the lights stay up on
The porch year round
It's a John Deere tractor sleigh bell ride
And there's no such thing as a silent night
In the Bluegrass State, it's a state of mind
And we like our Christmas Kentucky fried
(Hey, hey)
Jingle bells, Colonel Claus
Homegrown all the way
Oh, what fun it is to eat
Hot Browns on Christmas Day
Bells on wild cats ring, eating Pecan pie
Oh, what fun it is to add some slide
It's a Kentucky fried Christmas
Come on down where the lights stay up
On the porch year-round
It's a John Deere tractor sleigh bell ride
And there's no such thing as a silent night
In the Bluegrass State, it's a state of mind
And we like our Christmas Kentucky-fried
It's a Kentucky fried Christmas
Come on down where the lights stay up
On the porch year-round
It's a John Deere tractor sleigh bell ride
And there's no such thing as a silent night
In the Bluegrass State, it's a state of mind
And we like our Christmas Kentucky-fried