Was a little something made of fur;
And Daddy is so in love with Momma
He would do most anything for her.
It broke Daddy's heart when he heard it,
'Cause he was laid off last week at the plant;
But he swore that he would make her happy.
He said, with him, there's no such word as "can't."
He did not know how he was going to do it,
Since this Christmas money was so tight.
When he suddenly hit upon the answer,
Driving home from town last Friday night.
Now, Momma wears a fur coat made from road-kill.
Daddy picked it up last Friday night.
Most women that I know would never wear it;
But as for Momma, she thinks it's alright.
He was dirving home along the swamp road,
When a furry critter ran in front of him.
He killed it outright when he hit it,
But it did not even hurt the skin.
At first Daddy was just disappointed,
When it comes to critters he's a man who cares.
Then like a flash it suddenly came to him:
This road-kill was the answers to his prayers.
So, he started driving 'round the county,
Running down anything with fur,
Dreaming of a Christmas coat for Momma,
And by morinig had enough for her.
Now, Momma wears a fur coat made from road-kill.
Daddy picked it up last Friday night.
Most women that I know would never wear it;
But as for Momma, she thinks it's alright.
Momma's happy with her Christmas present.
She says she'll wear it everywhere with pride.
But she admits that she's a little saddened,
'Cause for her gift, so many creatures died.
Now, Momma is most proud of all of Daddy.
You can't beat him by push or by shove;
And getting Momma that fur coat for Christmas,
Momma says reminds her of his love.
It really doesn't matter what the gift is.
It can be something big or something small.
If the heart is true, the gift is precious,
'Cause giving love's the greatest gift of all.
Now, Momma wears a fur coat made from road-kill.
Daddy picked it up last Friday night.
Most women that I know would never wear it;
But as for Momma, she thinks it's alright.
Copyright: Stan Sanford
December 17, 2001
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