It was christmas eve and Santa hadn't come Everyone but me had something in their stocking I'd been good all year but presents had I none Just then at the door there came a gentle knocking
It was Mrs Claus with a ribbon round And Santa sent her when a mistake was found That left me out of luck when the presents were packed In fact
There was nothing left for me That is why he sent Mrs Claus
For it seems in northern climes where Eskimos abound It's the thing to do to keep a chap from chilling Sending out the wife's a doctrine they expound Thusly Mrs Claus was eager to be willing
How could I refuse custom to obey I hear they take offence if your shy and say Thank you very much but I'm not in the mood How rude
It would be, besides, Mrs Claus was a living doll
That was christmas day a year or so ago Still I dread to hear old Santa's sleigh bells ringing Every christmas eve I pray it doesn't snow I know when he comes the present he'll be bringing
What he's got for me won't come in any sack He'll be dressed to kill and I'll be wearing yellow Several times he wrote and asked to have her back Ah but Mrs Claus prefers a younger fellow
It was christmas eve and Santa hadn't come Everyone but me had something in their stocking I'd been good all year but presents had I none (Just then...)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
