Tis the Season...

[Big Mikey]

Greetings and salutations rabble! Although having not posted for a while, I have been keeping an eye on you all. As I was editing some folders I came across this old gem. I'm sure some of you will remember this but we have SOOO many new folks I thought it should make another appearance. As written below this was inspired by my good friend and forum owner, Mr. Ashton with some encouragement from Rob Pel. Please enjoy and remember "This is just one, fat, old man's opinion. Your mileage may vary."

Stevie Baby
to the tune of “Santa Baby”
with apologies to Eartha Kitt



Stevie baby, slip a hand sewn under the tree,
For me.
Been an awful good boy,
Stevie baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight.

Stevie baby, a regimental sgian dhu
and sheath too,
I'll wait up for you dear,
Stevie baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight.

Think of all the fun I've missed,
Think of all the girls that I haven't kissed
Next year I could be just as good,
If you'll check off my Christmas list.

Stevie baby, I want a PC,
One sized just for me,
Been an angel all year,
Stevie baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight.

Stevie baby, there's one thing I really do need,
The deed
To a woolen mill,
Stevie honey, so hurry down the chimney tonight.

Stevie cutie, and fill my sporran with whisky and hose,
A Tudor rose,
And garter ties,
Stevie cutie, and hurry down the chimney tonight.


Come and trim my Christmas tree,
With a balmoral and glengarry,
I really do believe in you,
Let's see if you believe in me.

Stevie baby, forgot to mention one little thing,
Some bling,
For on my kilt apron,
Stevie baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight,
Hurry down the chimney tonight
Hurry, tonight.

Lyrics by Mike Cawthra
Inspired by Steve Ashton and Robert Pel