Don't look out the window
And don't wait by the door
He'll coming down the chimney like he always did before
When you hear his slay bells
Don't look front on back
He'll coming down the chimney with the sack up on his back
If you wrote your letter
To santa and your God
You'll find your stockings with all filled up
With the things you hoped you would
So don't look out the window
And don't wait by the door
He'll coming down the chimney
Yes by gosh by jiminey
He'll coming down the chimney like he always did before
If you wrote your letter
To santa and your God
You'll find your stockings with all filled up
With the things you hoped you would
So don't look out the window
And don't wait by the door
He'll coming down the chimney
Yes by gosh by jiminey
He'll coming down the chimney like he always did before