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• Artiste: Brett Eldredge
• Titre: The Night St. Nick Got Sick
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Uh Okay Pull up a seat in the frosty snow I got a story that's gotta be told 'Bout my trip to the ol' North Pole So hold on tight (Hold on tight) I got lost up in the evergreens Most beauty that I ever seen Saw a house that glistened and gleamed So I knocked twice An old man with a pearly-white beard Opened up, smiling ear to ear, he said "It's about time you made it here Come on inside" (Come inside) He said, "I got a sniffle and an aching head" Mrs. Claus said, "Santa, get to bed" He winked at me and then he said "If you're not busy tonight, could you Put on the suit, it's in the closet Say hi to Rudy, say hi to Comet Take the reins and shake the bells And you'll be on your way, huh Down the chimney, stick the landing Try the cookies, drop the presents I know it's a lot to ask But would you take my place?" And my belly grew twenty inches And my beard grew white and thick On the night St. Nick got sick Haha, come on, uh He said I looked really fresh in red Fuzzy hat warming up my head I said, "Santa chill, stay in bed It'll be alright," uh Then the sleigh lifted off the ground I was soaring fast, town to town Scared of heights, but I still looked down And I held tight Then Santa called on the jingle line Said, "You got it kid, you're doing fine" He thanked me, I said, "Anytime You need to take a break, I'll Put on the suit in the closet Say hi to Rudy, say hi to Comet Take the reins and shake the bells And I'll be on my way, uh Down the chimney, stick the landing Try the cookies, drop the presents" I said, "Jolly man, I got your back I'll try to take your place" And my belly grew twelve inches And my beard grew white and thick On the night St. Nick got sick Well, Santa's back in business now I trimmed the beard, lost the pounds I swear it's true and I don't know how But late one Christmas Eve, I got to Put on the suit in the closet Said hi to Rudy, said hi to Comet Took the reins and shook the bells And I was on my way, ha Down the chimney, stuck the landing Tried the cookies, dropped the presents I had a jolly good time But no one could take his place And the elves still send me postcards That's me and Santa in the pic From the night St. Nick got sick Oh, from the night St. Nick got sick, haha Don't you worry, he'll be alright