Christmas Eve is coming soon, Now you dear old friend, 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 bag 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, Susie 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 rest.
