Least thats what they all say
It is that merry time of year.
Santas reindeer, with his sleigh.
And when the clock doth strike,
At that magic hour,
While were all tucked up in bed;
I know its not been proved
For no-ones ever seen
That Jolly Gent dressed in red.
Some gifts were borne, before the crack of dawn
And fresh snow, all sparkling white.
For he surely came, wove a magic spell
For all kids on Christmas night!