T'was the night before Christmas
in Texas you know.
Way out on the prairie without any snow.
Asleep in their cabin were Bentley and Sue.
A-dreamin' of Christmas like me and like you.
Not stockings, but boots at the foot or their bed.
For this was in Texas,what more can be said.
When all of a sudden from out the still night,
there came such a ruckus, it gave them a fright!
They saw 'cross the prairie like a shot from a gun,
a loaded up buckboard come on a run.
The driver was "geein" and "hawin" with a will.
The horses, not reindeer he drove with such skill.
"Come on there Buck, Pancho and Prince, to the right!
They'll be plenty of travelin' for you all tonight."
The driver in Levis and shirt that was red,
had a ten-gallon Stetson on top of his head.
As he stepped down from the buckboard, he really was a sight.
With his beard and moustaches so curly and white.
As he burst in the cabin, Bentley and Susan awoke.
And both so astonished that neither one spoke.
And he filled up their boots with such presents galore.
That neither could think of a single thing more.
When Bentley recovered the use of his jaws,
he barked in a whisper
"Are you Santa Claus?"
"Am I the REAL SANTA?
Well, what do you think?"
And he smiled as he gave a mysterious wink.
Then he leapt in his buckboard, and called back in his drawl,
"To all children of Texas _
MERRY CHRISTMAS You All!"
I dedicate this famous Texas Christmas poem to my
dear husband David ~ the REAL Texan in the family!!
Bentley ~ did you know that momma's very first Yorkie
"Bitterman" was a real Texan too? Yes sir he was!
Big Texas Size Hugs,
Susan and Bentley
PS: I DID NOT write this poem. I do not know the
author's name, but I learned it when the first Christmas
I lived in Texas and have loved it ever since!