A Bama Merry Christmas
'Twas the night before Christmas, and all thru Bama land
Not a recruit was a stirring just waiting on great fans?
The footballs were waiting by the chimney with care;
in hopes that St. Nick soon would visit them there
The prospects were nestled all snug in their beds,
while visions of Coach Bryant still danced in their heads;
with momma in her kerchief, and me with my beer
we had just watched the 92 video of Bama winning the year
When out in the yard there arose such a clatter,
I jumped from the couch to see what was the matter.
Away to door I flew like a flash,
Tore down the screen door cause I slipped on the grass.
The moon on my sign that says beat Auburn next year
gave a luster of crimson and white RollllTide! cheer.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
but a giant grey elephant with big flapping ears.
With a new leader so lively and quick
I knew in a moment it must be Coach Nick
More rapid than "wore eagles" his prospects they came
and he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name
Star Jackson, and Preyear, with Matchett, and Smelley
On Lester, on Robby, on Julio, and Wesley
To the top of the charts to the top of the polls
Now Sign away, sign away, sign away all
As Dry eyes before the Hurricanes fall
The Crimson Tide will soon win it all
So up to the House-top the new elephants flew
with hope of great wins and Coach Saban too
And then, in a hammering I heard on the roof
The stomping and pounding of a whole new crew
As I finished my beer and was turning around
Down the chimney Coach Nick came with a bound
He was dressed all in Crimson from his head to his feet
and his voice was steady and calming to me.
A bundle of presents he had flung on his back
New scholarships for a few that can make the pack.
His eyes how they sparkled his smile without fear
his cheeks were like iron, his stance like the Bear.
A wink of his eye and an awright from his head
soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work
and signed 5 Star recruits then turned with a jerk
and pointing the finger at Tommy & Les
he flew up the charts cause he knows he's the best.
He sprang to his Lear Jet, to his team and said less go win
Our Recruiting is fine and we don't need ESPN
But I heard him exclaim, as he drove out of sight
Merry Bama Christmas to all and get ready for a fight.
'Twas the night before Christmas, and all thru Bama land
Not a recruit was a stirring just waiting on great fans?
The footballs were waiting by the chimney with care;
in hopes that St. Nick soon would visit them there
The prospects were nestled all snug in their beds,
while visions of Coach Bryant still danced in their heads;
with momma in her kerchief, and me with my beer
we had just watched the 92 video of Bama winning the year
When out in the yard there arose such a clatter,
I jumped from the couch to see what was the matter.
Away to door I flew like a flash,
Tore down the screen door cause I slipped on the grass.
The moon on my sign that says beat Auburn next year
gave a luster of crimson and white RollllTide! cheer.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
but a giant grey elephant with big flapping ears.
With a new leader so lively and quick
I knew in a moment it must be Coach Nick
More rapid than "wore eagles" his prospects they came
and he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name
Star Jackson, and Preyear, with Matchett, and Smelley
On Lester, on Robby, on Julio, and Wesley
To the top of the charts to the top of the polls
Now Sign away, sign away, sign away all
As Dry eyes before the Hurricanes fall
The Crimson Tide will soon win it all
So up to the House-top the new elephants flew
with hope of great wins and Coach Saban too
And then, in a hammering I heard on the roof
The stomping and pounding of a whole new crew
As I finished my beer and was turning around
Down the chimney Coach Nick came with a bound
He was dressed all in Crimson from his head to his feet
and his voice was steady and calming to me.
A bundle of presents he had flung on his back
New scholarships for a few that can make the pack.
His eyes how they sparkled his smile without fear
his cheeks were like iron, his stance like the Bear.
A wink of his eye and an awright from his head
soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work
and signed 5 Star recruits then turned with a jerk
and pointing the finger at Tommy & Les
he flew up the charts cause he knows he's the best.
He sprang to his Lear Jet, to his team and said less go win
Our Recruiting is fine and we don't need ESPN
But I heard him exclaim, as he drove out of sight
Merry Bama Christmas to all and get ready for a fight.
