Jolly Old St. Nicholas

Jolly old St. Nicholas, lean your ear this way

Don't you tell a single soul what I'm going to say

Christmas Eve is coming soon, now your dear old man

Whisper what you'll bring to me, tell me if you can

When the clock is striking 12, 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

Johnny wants a pair of skates, Susie wants a dolly

Nellie wants a storybook, she thinks dolls are folly

As for me, my little brain isn't very bright

Choose for me, oh, Santa Claus, what you think is right