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Words
Verse 1
Twenty-third of December and the sky just let it go
Hollis calls me hollering from a ditch outside Munro
Says the wipers gave up living and the heater's blowing cold
And there's a fruitcake on the passenger seat that's older than us both
I said hang tight there, buddy, I have seen a whole lot worse
Then I climbed in my own truck and it wouldn't turn a wrist
Pre-Chorus
So we're two fools and one flatbed on a county road
With a thermos full of nothing and a hundred miles to tow
Chorus
Snow on the tow truck, ice on the chain
Merry Christmas, Hollis, you're stuck out here again
I wouldn't spend it any other way, and that's the awful truth
There's nobody I'd rather be broke down beside than you
Verse 2
We got her started twice and lost her twice as fast
You blamed it on the weather, I blamed it on the past
That truck's a nineteen-something and you love it like a son
You'd sooner sell the house than let somebody haul it off
Your wife sent seven texts and only one of them was kind
She says the roast is in the oven and you're welcome any time
Chorus
Snow on the tow truck, ice on the chain
Merry Christmas, Hollis, you're stuck out here again
I wouldn't spend it any other way, and that's the awful truth
There's nobody I'd rather be broke down beside than you
Bridge
Half past ten she coughed and caught and hummed like she forgave us
We stood there in the headlights like the snow was there to praise us
Two grown men and one warm engine, laughing at the dark
Final Chorus
Snow on the tow truck, ice down in my beard
Merry Christmas, Hollis, we made it out of here
Whatever comes in January, we'll pull it up the hill
There's nobody I'd rather be broke down beside — I never will
Outro
Tell your mama that I'm sorry that we missed the early meal
Tell your kids the truck's a miracle and Christmas is for real
And Hollis — get the wipers fixed before the New Year, will you, please
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