A Bristol Christmas
If Bristol had a chimney, and Santa in it’s sight
He’d bring mega-zillion candlewatts, cars circling at night
If Phoenix had a hilltop, overlooking track and sand
You’d see him smile from way up there and wave his jolly hand
If Daytona had a beachfront, complete with cars and speed
I wonder if you’d have a race if ever was the need
If Charlotte had a Lowe point, and not to say it does
Would Santa know it by name if he still thought that it was?
Would Santa know what’s going on with all the change and hype?
Would he know where to land, to stop and rest on a cold December night?
Would he know the Chase, the points, extra race and with that being said
Don’t euthanize the Lucky Dog, just pat him on the head!
If Bristol had a chimney, and you know it could be true
Santa Claus in Nomex tights would surely say to you
“I bring you cheer, love and Good Year for now and ever more”
And he flew away but left behind a donut on your door…..
Lori Munro (Lori’s War Wagon)
posted on December 23rd, 2004 at 8:48 am