歌詞

Well, I'm making out my list For ole St. Nick tonight But I'm afraid what I want this year can't be had But Santa, he's the kind When he makes up his mind Wishes can come true And I bet my Christmas stockin' If my wish don't come knockin' He's gonna be blue So, baby, come home If you don't wanna see Santa Claus cry He can't see where he's going When it's snowing If there's tears in his eyes And don't you know his ho-ho-ho will be A sad, sad sigh So, baby, come back to me If you don't wanna see Santa Claus cry And don't you know his ho-ho-ho will be A sad, sad sigh So, baby, come home to me If you don't wanna see Santa Claus cry Yeah, baby, come back to me If you don't wanna see Santa Claus cry
Writer(s): Keith Stegall Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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