Jolly old Saint 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

Johnny wants a pair of skates

Suzy wants a dolly

Nellie wants a story book

She thinks dolls are folly

As for me, my little brain

Isn't very bright

Choose for me, old Santa Claus

What you think is right