Verse 1 He traded in the sleigh last year, Said eight reindeer just ain’t got the gear, Polished chrome, and a twist of fate, Now he’s ridin’ thunder through Heaven’s gate. Chorus Santa rode a Harley through the midnight snow, Bells were ringin’ from the pipes below, Red suit flyin’ in the winter wind, Ho-ho-ho with a devilish grin, He’s rollin’ hard, no brakes, no fear— Christmas roared in on two chrome gears. Verse 2 Mrs. Claus said, “Nick, you’re insane,” He just laughed, popped a candy-cane, Snow kicked up, the north star shined, “Can’t spread joy if I’m fallin’ behind!” Chorus Santa rode a Harley through the midnight snow, Bells were ringin’ from the pipes below, Red suit flyin’ in the winter wind, Ho-ho-ho with a devilish grin, He’s rollin’ hard, no brakes, no fear— Christmas roared in on two chrome gears. Verse 3 Now every kid from coast to coast, Swears they heard that engine ghost, Not a sleigh, not hoofbeats clear— Just a Harley growlin’, “Santa was here.” Final Chorus Santa rode a Harley through the midnight snow, Bells were ringin’ from the pipes below, Red suit flyin’ in the winter wind, Ho-ho-ho with a devilish grin, He’s rollin’ hard, no brakes, no fear— Christmas roared in on two chrome gears.
