Christmas Rock

My billfold doesn't have a prayer There's Christmas catalogs everywhere She keeps looking at the jewelry section Cutting pictures out of her selections I said we need to hold it down this year And in her eye she got a big ol' tear She wants a Christmas rock But Santa's pockets ain't got no roll Chorus: She don't want pots and pans Just something shinin' on her hand With an emerald or a diamond on it I had a budget but she's gone and blown it Down to the jewelry store, here I go Hear the clerk say, ho, ho, ho She wants a Christmas rock But Santa's pockets ain't got no roll She don't want anything from sears No tools or garden shears There's something special on her mind And I can't even afford the shine I wish she'd settled for a long nightshirt No, I've got to give till it hurts She wants a Christmas rock But Santa's pockets ain't got no roll Repeat Chorus She wants a Christmas rock But ol' Santa's pockets ain't got no roll