‘Twas the night before Christmas,
And in Western Town
#thelittlestbandit was running around
Her stocking was hung by the chimney with care
Though she knew full well there would be nothing there
For Kate was a bandit, she’d been naughty all year,
And all she would get would be coal, no good cheer
But you can hear her exclaim, as you run out of sight
“Merry Christmas, y’all, watch out for dynamite!” (at The Great Movie Ride)