Lyrics

On the night before Christmas, the house was a tizzy

With a beat a-thump-thumping, and a raising of the hizzy

The speakers were blasting. The dance moves were better

For Aubrey and Jacob were writing the Godbey Christmas Letter 

Godbey Christmas 2023

Brian, Carra, Jacob, & Aub-er-ee

Godbey Christmas 2023

Brian, Carra, Jacob, & Aub-er-ee

Brian is the DAD. He doesn’t get MAD

Work sucked this year, but he’s still not SAD

He built his dream shop, only for his son to come home

And fill it up. Went to Vegas, drank a lot, then he threw it up

Now he’s living the life. Got a couple nice acres and a hot ass wife

Traversing the fields of Lewistown

Saving two cats up from the pound

My mom’s name is Carra. She wears mascara

And when she forgets mascara, it’ll scare ya

She’s a fiscal specialist, so get on her check-a-list

She’ll fund your preschool, she’s a money therapist

Olive and Flora are the name of her cats

They live outside and they eat up the rats

What up it’s Aubrey and I’m on the track

I’m here to catch up on America’s slack

I got a new job that helps the people eat

And I kicked out my ex who was a deadbeat

I got real good at making margaritas

A salt on the rim, then add the tequila

In my own apartment and I’m living the life

If dad gets one, I want a hot-ass wife

Oh

Yeah it’s Jacob

Yeah you know who it is

Boutta hit ya with the Christmas quiz

What happened to me this year?

I moved in with my parents

Aw

But it’s all good though

Packed my car up to go to Ohio

But when I got to Ohio, my gut said oh my no

Went back to Montana, but at least I tried though

Floyd is our dog

He is the best

Angel on earth

Man’s best friend

So rest well, merry friends. What a journey it’s been

The year is now over, a new one begins

As for me, I’ll be here: sat by the fire

Delivering toys until I retire

Ho ho ho

Merry Christmas