Lyrics

Operator, Put Me Through to Santa

When children dream, they reach for stars
Lord how I reached, for my first guitar
And I even asked Santa, on that Christmas day
If he could do me a favor, when I learned how to play

Oh he was a big man, and 'bout as tall as my dad
Knelt down beside me, and he held my hand
He said get good on the guitar, and son I promise you
One day you'll play, the Grand Ole Opry Show

Chorus:
So operator, put me through to Santa Claus
Cause he's gonna get me on the Grand Old Opry Show
And operator, tell him all I want for Christmas
Is to play one little song, on the grand Ole Opry Show

That Christmas day, has come and gone
But that old guitar's still twanging on
And all thru the young years, and into my teens
That little guitar, carried all my dreams

So now I'm in Nashville, with the same old dreams
Hoping some star dust, will rub off on me
I've called every agent, in the Yellow Pages
But there's still one call, that I ain't made yet.

Chorus:

Outro:
Oh operator, Won't you put me, put me, put me thru to Santa
Oh operator, it's almost Christmas
So won't you put me, put me, put me thru to Santa

Copyright 2003, Tim Bird