Twas the night before Christmas and through Big Frog
Not a creature was stirring, not even Polly Wogg.

With Greg in his headphones and Andy in his cap
They'd just settled down for a holiday nap

The listeners were with family, with the radios turned on
When all of a sudden the music was gone.

Out on the lawn there arose such a clatter
It was a little green creature carrying a ladder

Driving a pickup truck, drinking spiked egg nog
We knew in a moment it must be Jeremiah Santa Frog

In the bed of his truck, from Nashville they came
He whistled and shouted and called them by name

Now Hunter, now Blake, now Miranda, now Carrie
On Luke, on Taylor on The Band Perry

There was even Eric, Keith Trace and Sugarland
They had all come, even the Zac Brown Band

They were dressed all in leather, from their head to the feet
That Keith Urban looked good enough to eat

A bundle of CD's they had on their back
Christmas music galore, track after track

They said not a word and went straight to work
Putting songs back on, then turned with a jerk

They sprang into the truck and honked the horn
Headed back to Nashville, for Christmas morn

We heard them all holla as the pedal hit the floor
Christmas wouldn't be Christmas without Big Frog 104.

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year from everyone at Big Frog 104!

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