Well it started out clear on Christmas Eve night
But ol’ Rudolph swerved left instead of right

Santa hollered, “Hey! That ain’t the route!”
But Rudy just giggled and started to shout
“I’m feelin’ warm, must be the cheer!”
With cider breath and reins like a steerin’ gear

Rudolph took a wrong turn, Lordy what a ride
Spiked his cider, then he swerved wide
We was headin’ for Maine, but hit Tupelo
Now Santa’s stuck in a Waffle House snow
The sleigh’s off course and the reindeer cry
“Why’s the GPS just spinnin’ by?”
Christmas went a little off the burn
When Rudolph took a wrong turn

Dasher’s mad, and Vixen’s green
Blitzen’s swearin’ like a Halloween scene
The elves are callin’ from the toy shop dock
Sayin’, “Santa, y’all need a pit stop!”

Rudolph took a wrong turn, bless his nose
Red as a cherry, eyes half-closed
Slid through Texas on a snowy breeze
Waved at a cowboy roastin’ pecan trees
Dropped gifts off at a crab shack bar
Now kids in Florida got a new guitar
Mrs. Claus is gonna blow and churn
‘Cause Rudolph took a wrong turn

He meant well, sure as frost
But that cider hit him and all bets lost
So if your gifts arrive two weeks late
You can thank that reindeer’s wobbly gait

Rudolph took a wrong turn, what a night
Slayed the sleigh and killed the flight
But he’s back home, sleepin’ it off
With a candy cane and a reindeer cough
So raise your glass, let the tailpipes churn
To the night that Rudolph took a wrong turn!

Yeah, Rudolph… took a wrong turn!