Jolly old St. Nicholas, lean your ear this way Don't you tell a single soul, what I'm going to say Christmas Eve is comin' soon, now, you dear old man Whisper what you'll bring to me, tell me if you can
When the clock is striking twelve when I'm fast asleep Down the chimney broad and black with your pack, you'll creep All the stockings you will find hanging in a row Mine will be the shortest one, you'll be sure to know
Johnny wants a pair of skates, Susy wants a dolly Nellie wants a story book, she thinks dolls are folly As for me, my little brain isn't very bright Choose for me, old Santa Claus what you think is right
Jolly old St. Nicholas, lean your ear this way Don't you tell a single soul what I'm going to say Christmas Eve is coming soon, now, you dear old man Whisper what you'll bring to me, tell me if you can Tell me if you can
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