Jolly old Saint Nicholas, lean your ear this way
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Don't you tell a single soul what I'm going to say
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Christmas Eve is coming soon; now my dear old man
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Whisper what you'll bring to me; tell me if you can
Additional Verses:
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
Bobby wants a pair of skates, Suzy wants a sled
Nellie wants a picture book, yellow, blue, and red
Now I think I'll leave to you what to give the rest
Choose for me, dear Santa Claus; you will know the best.
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