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



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



What's it gonna be, Santa

Underneath the tree, Santa

What's it gonna be, Santa

Be this for me



Jolly old St. Nicholas

Now you dear old man

Whisper what you'll bring to me

Tell me if you can



What's it gonna be, Santa

Underneath the tree, Santa

What's it gonna be, Santa

Be this for me



Jason wants a Fender bass

Walt a saxophone

Lee, he needs a flugelhorn

Jimmy, a trombone



Robert wants a baby grand

Bill, a new B3

Tris, he wants a dolly, but

What are you gonna bring to me, Santa?



What's it gonna be, Santa

Underneath the tree, Santa

What's it gonna be, Santa

Be this



What's it gonna be, Santa

Underneath the tree, Santa

What's it gonna be, Santa

Be this for me

How about a shiny electric guitar, Santa?