Daddys Beer

[D]
I remember back when I was[A] young, on one [Bm]Christmas Eve,
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Mom and Dad tucked[D] us in, and we drifted off [A]to sleep.

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Sometime throu[A]gh that snowy nig[Bm]ht, old Saint Nick did appear,

[G]To fill our house with pre[D]sents, and lots[A] of Christmas ch[D]eer.

[Bm]But morning came, and poor old dad, he[A] just stayed in b[D]ed,

[G]Face down in the p[D]illow, that’s what Mommy s[A]aid.

[D]Daddy’s really sick about what [A]Santa did this y[Bm]ear,

[G]He didn’t eat the milk and c[D]ookies, but he dr[A]ank all Daddy’s b[D]eer.

(Same chords for the next two verses)

My sister got a tambourine, and played it pretty well,
Me, I got a fire truck, with a shiny silver bell,
Little brother got a cap gun, with a realistic sound,
Shootin’ all the bad guys, to save our little town,
But poor old dad, he couldn’t move, we thought that he was dead,
Groaning like a grizzly, covering his head,
Daddy’s really sick about what Santa did this year,
He didn’t eat the milk and cookies, but he drank all Daddy’s beer.

Mom finally took her chance, to get Dad on his feet,
She wanted him to help us out, with the Christmas beast,
But as he tried to stuff the turkey, he turned white just like a ghost,
Still sad about what Santa did, last night I suppose,
Poor Dad was feeling terrible, about the man in red,
How could Santa do this, does he drink and drive his sled?
But Daddy’s really sick about what Santa did this year,
He didn’t eat the milk and cookies, but he drank all Daddy’s beer.

Now I k[Bm]now you might not all believe what Sa[A]nta did this y[D]ear,
He didn’t[G] eat the milk and co[D]okies, but he d[A]rank all Daddy’s [D]beer[A]. [D]

That's it, that's all... I hope you enjoy it!