As you can tell from the above, beginning with this hit song, Bobby Lee endorsed and began using Shady Tree Hair Dye for Men. "If you likes the ladies, you better get Shady!" is their motto.
Anyway, you can watch the video here:
Woke Up In Jail On Christmas Day
Here are some scenes from the video:
On a dare, a man searches for a long lost love on Christmas Eve only to wake up the next morning in jail.
lyrics
Get a chorus to sing the lyrics. Here they are:
It was Christmas Eve at the local bar,
I was nursing a Jack and smoking a cigar.
We got to braggin' about all our conquests,
And I bet a hundred bucks my Sally was the best.
This ole boy said, if you think she's so good.
I'll drive you over to her neighborhood.
But, it's been forty years since I kissed Sally,
So I made some excuses and tried to dilly dally.
Sally is now what you call high class,
And I'm just a working stiff that life bypassed.
We drove to her house, 'twas big as a palace,
And from somewhere inside I heard Maria Callas.
I propped a ladder against the house,
And dashed up the rungs like a Nutcracker mouse.
Some carolers at the curb sang Silent Night,
And it sure made my Yuletide spirits bright.
But I was not lively, I was not quick,
When I got to the rooftop, my stomach felt sick.
What happened next, I just as soon forget it,
'Cause down the chimney went my holiday spirits.
The carolers were joined by a couple of cops,
Outfitted and equipped like Santa's black ops.
Last I remembered, I heard a Christmas carol,
The next thing I knew, I was wearing orange apparel.
Woke up in jail on Christmas Day,
Woke up in jail on Christmas Day.
Sittin' in a stone cold cell,
Dear Santa, won't you post my bail?
Woke up in jail on Christmas Day.
I got one call on the jailhouse phone,
What could I do to try to atone?
I dialed Sally's number and waited for the ring,
But all I got was her answering machine.
So I told that machine just how I felt,
I'd come apologize when I got out of jail.
I said Merry Christmas and hung up the phone,
When the guard walked away, I was all alone.
At lunchtime, they served turkey and dressing,
And I tried to remember all my life's blessings.
But this was one Christmas that turned out kind of merry.
'Cause Sally sent me a box of chocolate covered cherries.
Woke up in jail on Christmas Day,
Woke up in jail on Christmas Day.
Sittin' in a stone cold cell,
Dear Santa, won't you post my bail?
Woke up in jail on Christmas Day.
Sittin' in a stone cold cell,
Dear Santa, won't you post my bail?
Woke up in jail on Christmas Day.
Woke up in jail on Christmas Day.
It was Christmas Eve at the local bar,
I was nursing a Jack and smoking a cigar.
We got to braggin' about all our conquests,
And I bet a hundred bucks my Sally was the best.
This ole boy said, if you think she's so good.
I'll drive you over to her neighborhood.
But, it's been forty years since I kissed Sally,
So I made some excuses and tried to dilly dally.
Sally is now what you call high class,
And I'm just a working stiff that life bypassed.
We drove to her house, 'twas big as a palace,
And from somewhere inside I heard Maria Callas.
I propped a ladder against the house,
And dashed up the rungs like a Nutcracker mouse.
Some carolers at the curb sang Silent Night,
And it sure made my Yuletide spirits bright.
But I was not lively, I was not quick,
When I got to the rooftop, my stomach felt sick.
What happened next, I just as soon forget it,
'Cause down the chimney went my holiday spirits.
The carolers were joined by a couple of cops,
Outfitted and equipped like Santa's black ops.
Last I remembered, I heard a Christmas carol,
The next thing I knew, I was wearing orange apparel.
Woke up in jail on Christmas Day,
Woke up in jail on Christmas Day.
Sittin' in a stone cold cell,
Dear Santa, won't you post my bail?
Woke up in jail on Christmas Day.
I got one call on the jailhouse phone,
What could I do to try to atone?
I dialed Sally's number and waited for the ring,
But all I got was her answering machine.
So I told that machine just how I felt,
I'd come apologize when I got out of jail.
I said Merry Christmas and hung up the phone,
When the guard walked away, I was all alone.
At lunchtime, they served turkey and dressing,
And I tried to remember all my life's blessings.
But this was one Christmas that turned out kind of merry.
'Cause Sally sent me a box of chocolate covered cherries.
Woke up in jail on Christmas Day,
Woke up in jail on Christmas Day.
Sittin' in a stone cold cell,
Dear Santa, won't you post my bail?
Woke up in jail on Christmas Day.
Sittin' in a stone cold cell,
Dear Santa, won't you post my bail?
Woke up in jail on Christmas Day.
Woke up in jail on Christmas Day.
credits
released December 1, 2016
Bobby Lee Bobcat - acoustic guitar and lead vocal.
Willie "Boots" Walker - drums.
"Skid" Mark Higgins - pedal steel guitar.
"Little" Jasper Ragland, Jr. - bass guitar.
Howard "Ringy" Singleton - electric guitar.
Charlene "Fifth Wife" Bobcat - acoustic guitar (when not legally separated).
Recorded and mastered at Green Derby Records, Lubbock, Texas.
Song written by Bobby Lee Bobcat (BMI). Produced by Greg McCollum.
Special thanks to Carlos Sizemore (French horn), Herman Fisher (bassoon), Sara Lancaster and Thelma Sprayberry (bells), and Elbert Fink, special sound effects.
Copyright 2016 Bobby Lee Bobcat.
Bobby Lee Bobcat - acoustic guitar and lead vocal.
Willie "Boots" Walker - drums.
"Skid" Mark Higgins - pedal steel guitar.
"Little" Jasper Ragland, Jr. - bass guitar.
Howard "Ringy" Singleton - electric guitar.
Charlene "Fifth Wife" Bobcat - acoustic guitar (when not legally separated).
Recorded and mastered at Green Derby Records, Lubbock, Texas.
Song written by Bobby Lee Bobcat (BMI). Produced by Greg McCollum.
Special thanks to Carlos Sizemore (French horn), Herman Fisher (bassoon), Sara Lancaster and Thelma Sprayberry (bells), and Elbert Fink, special sound effects.
Copyright 2016 Bobby Lee Bobcat.
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