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 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

So baby come back to me

If you don't wanna see Santa Claus cry...