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Barbecue Christmas
Mark Mooney

Chorus. Love at Christmas time, is thicker than grandpa's baby back sauce
Everyone comes around after opening gifts from Santa clause
Even if you just moved in, or you're only passing thru
Come on dawn and join in the nieghborhood Christmas barbecue

Don't be shy, ya gotta try, a little bit of uncle Joe's briquet
Please beware, by the stairs, you might get Granda's mistletoe kisses
There's tatar salad from Emmy Lou, cider with a kick from Bobbi Sue

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Don't pass by, the apple pie, we even have, a little peach cobbler
Fresh corn bread, me in the shed, we're out here by the farmers daughter
We got baked beans in a big pot, and collard greens, like them or not

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That rib eye steak, sure taste great, cooked in all that hickory smoke
Becky Hayes, has a turkey glaze, and she's brushing on a second coat
We got homemade chocolate ice cream, so good it Tastes just like a dream

Chorus out