Out to the desert Santa flew,
                 with his bag of gifts,
                 and his reindeer too,
           to see us soldiers feeling blue,
                to be all by ourselves.

         Though we were out there all alone,
            we got a little tast of home,
       as Mrs. Claus played a slide trombone,
                    with Santa on the sax
                   Everyone was satisfied,
              so Santa said "Its time to ride",
        he packed his sleigh and jumped inside,
                  after hitching up the deer.
        He called their names out one by one,
           the reinder pulled and tried to run,
        their harness broke and came undone,
                as Santa watched with fear.
                 "Oh no! Its a catastrophe!
           There'll be no Christmas without me!
                I have to find a way to leave!
                 Don't you guys understand?
             I simply can't get stuck out here,
               I must deliver Christmas cheer,
          the sleigh won't work without the deer,
                 it's made for snow not sand."
              The runners, buried in the sand,
               we all pitched in to lend a hand,
    but the reindeer scattered across the land,
                      so we were out of luck.
             But then something occured to me,
                  a vision in my mind, you see,
                    Santa driving a Humvee,
             so I gave him the keys to my truck.
               We loaded up the gifts and elves,
            made sure they put on their seat belts,
                he thanked us all for all out help
                    and took off down the path.
          With a wave good bye and a flash of light,
                  Santa claus blinked out of sight,
                    all of us sat down that night
                     and had ourselves a laugh.
                   So if you hear upon your roof
                the sound of tires instead of hoofs,
               dont't be scared and don't be shook,
                       its just Santa with his sack.
                His sleigh is gone, the deer are free,
                    cause Santa has a new Humvee,
                 with Christmas cheer to you from me,
                        Merry Christmas from Iraq