Lyrics

Well, I just got back from a lovely trip along the Milky Way I stopped off at the North Pole to spend a holiday I called on dear ol' Santa Claus to see what I could see He took me in his workshop and told his plans to me So you better watch out, you better not cry You better not pout, I'm a-tellin' you why Santa Claus is coming to town He is makin' a list and checkin' it twice Gonna find out who's naughty or nice Santa Claus is coming to town He sees you when you're sleepin' He knows when you're awake (he knows) He knows if you've been bad or good So be good, for goodness' sake Oh, you better watch out, you better not cry You better not pout, I'm a-tellin' you why (tellin' you) Santa Claus is coming to town Little tin horns, little toy drums Rooty toot-toot and rummy tum-tums Santa Claus is coming to town Little toy dolls that cuddle and coo Elephants, boats, and kiddie cars too Santa Claus is coming to town The kids in Girl and Boy Land Will have a jubilee They're gonna build a Toyland All around, 'round the Christmas tree Oh, you better watch out, you better not cry You better not pout, I'm a-tellin' you why Santa Claus is coming (Santa Claus is coming) Santa Claus is coming to town (Santa's coming, watch out!) So you better watch out, you better not cry You better not pout, I'm a-tellin' you why
Writer(s): Haven Gillespie, J. Fred Coots Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out