(verse)
All year long in the mountains
Lives an old man, they say.
He wraps up bundles with ribbons,
Just to give them away.
All year long in the mountains,
He looks down to see
Kids that are good, and kids that are bad,
And treats them accordingly.
(refrain)
If you want toys like other little boys
In your neighborhood,
Don’t wait ’til the night before Christmas
To be good.
And dolls with curls are for the little girls,
Who do things they should,
So don’t wait ’til the night before Christmas
To be good.
You can’t fool Mister Santa Claus,
He knows right from wrong;
And you can’t be right for just one night,