Ugly Sweater Blues

Momma, don't make me wear that old thing again

Hand-knitted Christmas trees and a silly snowman

No matter if I refuse

I got them ugly sweater blues

Momma, why can't you see I feel like a fool?

Green elves with snowflakes and scratchy alpaca wool

Maybe you heard the news

I got them ugly sweater blues

Another year

Another sweater

And another holiday soirée

Momma hears the people laughin'

While the presents are unwrappin'

And she's not even sorry

Momma, don't make me wear that old thing again

Bright red with sleigh bells and a gingerbread man

Corduroys and pointed shoes

I've got the ugly sweater blues

Drivin' to Atlanta

For an interview with Santa

I can hear him say

"Hey, that kid is back again

"Dig that ugly cardigan

Oh, what a shame"

Momma, don't make me wear that old thing again

Hand-knitted Christmas trees and a silly snowman

No matter if I refuse

I got them ugly sweater blues

I done paid all my dues

I'm singin' these ugly sweater blues