Copyright © 2003 Ken Tangen.. All rights reserved
- It was getting close to Christmas,
- Her shopping was not done.
- She look at me expectedly but settled on our so.
- He thought of toys and jelly beans,
- He stood up straight and tall
- Until he heard her saying they were going to the mall.
Chorus
- Oh No! Not the mall
- Shoot me and drag me down the hall
- Take all my money, take anything at all
- But please not the mall.
Verse 2
- As they headed to the door, my son began to smile.
- "Why don't you and Daddy go, I know it's been awhile."
- She dropped his arm, he ran away. He tried hard not to grin.
- I understood completely. It was either me or him.
Chorus
- She dragged me into Penney's. There were husbands everywhere.
- Some were dressed in jammies, some in their underwear.
- They all had been a cryin', their faces red as clay.
- Their voices raised in protest still haunt me to this day.