Tires got chains and the boots are tight
We’re driftin’ corners in the pale moonlight
Grandpa’s coat flaps in the breeze
With a cooler full of ham and homemade cheese

Dashin’ through the county, hold on tight!
Hit them hills and the stars so bright
From Highland clear to Pike we go
Like a freight train runnin’ through the snow
Sparks fly up and the tailgate sings
With laughter bouncin’ off frozen springs
A Southern Ohio kind of flight
Dashin’ through the county Christmas night!

Gingerbread crumbs on the dashboard dash
Uncle Bob’s beard full of tinsel flash
Mark's up front yellin’ “Turn left now!”
We’re haulin’ pies to Grandma’s plow

Dashin’ through the county, boots and hats
Slingin’ joy like barnyard brats
From the gas station lights to the gravel lanes
We’re bringin’ cheer like runaway trains
Sleigh bells ring with a country swing
And every mile’s got a gift to bring
Hearts burn hot in the frosty white
Dashin’ through the county Christmas night!

No reins, no brakes, just ho-ho-howls
Dodgin’ deer and Christmas owls
We race with time and chase the grin
Till the porch lights pull us in

Dashin’ through the county, wild and free
With a pickup full of history
We don’t need snow-globes, bows, or malls
Just friends, good roads, and sleigh bell calls
The best kind of crazy, pure delight
Dashin’ through the county Christmas night!