Christmas Carol

I was playin' Santa Claus downtown on Christmas Eve, When a little girl of three or four climbed up on to my knee. I could tell she had a Christmas wish behind those eyes of blue, So I asked her: "What's your name an' what can Santa get for you?" She said: "My name is Christmas Carol, I was born on Christmas day. "I don't know who my Daddy is an Mummy's gone away. "All I want for Christmas is someone to take me home. "Does anybody want a Christmas Carol of their own." Well all that I could say was Santa'd do the best he could, An' I sat her down and told her: "Now remember to be good." She said: "I will", then walked away; turned an' waved goodbye, An' I'm glad she wasn't close enough to see ol' Santa cry. She said: "My name is Christmas Carol, I was born on Christmas day. "I don't know who my Daddy is an Mummy's gone away. "All I want for Christmas is someone to take me home. "Does anybody want a Christmas Carol of their own." Instrumental Break. Early Christmas mornin', I got up an' dialled the 'phone, An' made a few arrangements with the County Children's Home. They told me it would be all right, to pick her today: Now my little Christmas Carol won't ever have to say: "My name is Christmas Carol, I was born on Christmas day. "I don't know who my Daddy is an Mummy's gone away. "All I want for Christmas is someone to take me home. "Does anybody want a Christmas Carol of their own." Well, Merry Christmas, Carol, I love you: welcome home!