Well mama, here I am again on the run Surrounded You see the headlights and the smokin' guns And to tell you the truth All I can think of is you Rearranging little paper angels upon the tree While the new dog has replaced me in all the photographs How Dad says he hardly knows me anymore What do you think of me now? Signs posted all over town Two grand cash, top of the line mower To the first one can track me down 'Cause it's been a long, long, lonely winter It's been a cold, hard-living, a couple years And it kills me to say they're gonna lock me away And it don't look like I'll be home by Christmas Day ♪ Think sweetheart, all the things we did to get by Sneakin' into big ol' houses with a hundred rooms to spend the night Yeah when nothin' is all you come from Sure it don't take much to start to dream Now that all the whole world shines before you Let me tell you honey, there ain't nothin' as what it seems 'Cause that ol' roof ain't high enough to call a ceiling And I never liked that smug-ass chandelier There's been a whole lotta talk, it's kinda pissin' me off No, it ain't like us Not tryin' to tell you, but takin' my sweet time is all 'Cause it's been a long, lame, December It's been a dry, spin-diggins, a couple years And though it kills me to say, go on and have it your way 'Cause it don't look like I'll be home by Christmas Day No, it don't look like I'll be home by Christmas Day