Jolly Old Saint Nicholas
Lean your ear this way
Don't you tell a single soul
What I'm gonna say

Christmas Eve is coming soon
Now you dear old man
Tell me 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