Ole Santa

A snow covered house, on my hilltop

Children playing by a fireside

Each one hoping, Ole Santa will loan them a reindeer to ride

The sleigh bells should soon start a-ringing

'Cause they're waiting so anxiously

Hoping to see Ole Santa

As he comes down the chimney

A million socks are hanging

Ooh, on a million Christmas trees

And a million ears are listening

Father Russell in the leaves

A bag full of toys on his shoulder

I'm so sure there'll be a stampede

But I'm wishing Ole Santa

Godspeed