’Twas the night before Christmas. All the ponies had been fed. I was tryin’ to choke down A few beans before bed.  But my belly was churnin’. It just wouldn’t sit still. It was gonna be a long night, I sure nuff could tell.  ’Cause in my string of horses There was one called Saint Nick. And thinking ’bout ridin’ him Sometimes made me sick.  Ol’ Flipper had come in With a front leg a draggin’ Last fall during shippin’ When we was out on the wagon.  Saint Nick was an extra In the outfit’s remuda. And every time you...

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