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,
 You gotta be right, right along.
 You'd love to see another Christmas tree
 Where the old one stood.
 So don't wait 'til the night before Christmas
 To be good.
 (patter)
 Santa Claus has a big book
 That helps him to remember,
 He can tell each kid the things they did
 From January to December.
 Jimgle bells never jingle
 For the very bad ones.
 Ev'ry Christmas Day, the good are gay
 And the bad ones are the sad ones.
 (repeat refrain