Source: Horntip Collection - Half-Mind Hymnal 2011

Lyrics

Contributed by Catwoman

If I could have my way, I’d wish for this on Christmas day. I want a keg of Murphy’s stout for Christmas A keg of Murphy’s stout is all I want Don’t want a Bud, a beer that I abhor I want a keg of Murphy’s stout to drink on Christmas morn

I want a keg of Murphy’s stout for Christmas. I don’t think Santa Claus will mind do you. He won’t have to use our dirty chimney flue. Just bring it through the front door, that’s the easy thing to do I can see me now on Christmas morning, crawling down the stairs Oh what joy and what surprise, when I open up my eyes. To see a Murphy’s tapped and waiting there.

I want a keg of Murphy’s stout for Christmas, only a keg of Murphy’s stout will do No Miller Lite, I want a beer with muscle Santa puhlease, tell your elves to hustle So I can tap the keg and have some brew. Ba da da dm da dm

I want a keg of Murphy’s stout for Christmas I keg of Murphy’s stout is all I want. Don’t want a Schlitz, no PBR for sure. I want a tasty beverage that will make my vision blur.

I want a keg of Murphy’s stout for Christmas I promise I will pull a pint for you. I have a kegerator and a tank of CO2. I’ll chill it down and set the tap and have a pint of two. I can see me now on Christmas morning crawling down the stairs. Oh what joy and what surprise, when I open up my eyes To see my hoppy heaven waiting there.

I want a keg of Murphy’s stout for Christmas. Only a keg of Murphy’s stout will do will do. Don’t want a Busch, a beer you give your mama I only want pints of malty manna And all my friends like Murphy’s like I do Yes all my friends like Murphy’s, like I do Oh yeah.