Sahara (We'll Soon Be Dry Like You)
Composer(s): Alfred Bryan; Jean Schwartz
Performer(s): Esther Walker



King Ram-e-ses went to pieces seven thousand years ago
And passed a law that Egypt must go dry
He took the liquors from the slickers all the way to Jerico
But kept a little toddy on the sly
The desert of Sahara flowed with honey, so they say
Till prohibition came along and dried it up one day

Sahara, we sympathize with you
Sahara, now we're dry like you
I know why Cleopatra put that snake against her skin
She lost her mind completely when she lost her Gordon's Gin
Omar Khyam took a leap into his caravan
He took his wine glass, and away he flew
And ever since
All those Egyptians move their funny arms so queer
They got that way
From reaching for imaginary steins of beer
Sahara, Sahara, now we're dry like you

I know just why Rebecca took her little pitcher to the well
That old well just was camouflaging for a lager beer hotel
Sahara, Sahara, now we're dry like you
I've got the old Sahara prohibition blues

I Never Spend A Christmas That I Don't Think Of You
Composer(s): Don Reid
Performer(s): The Statler Brothers



The year you were snow queen 
at the high school Christmas ball
The night we got snowed in and prayed it wouldn't thaw
The year I bought your bracelet and you bought me one too
I never spend a Christmas that I don't think of you

The year I helped your Daddy trim the outdoor tree with lights
You worked part time at Penney's and I took you home at night
The Christmas Eve you told me you loved me and I knew
I'd never spend a Christmas I wouldn't think of you

The night you planned the party to decorate the tree
It snowed so hard no one could come, no one but you and me
The year the senior class sold Christmas trees and mistletoe
And we never thought that someday this would seem so long ago
The Christmas Eve I told you I love you, well I do
And I never spend a Christmas that I don't think of you
I'll never spend a Christmas I won't be loving you

Saginaw Michigan
Composer(s): Bill Anderson; Don Wayne
First release by: Lefty Frizzell - 1963
Covered by multiple other artists



I was born in Saginaw Michigan
I grew up in a house on Saginaw Bay
My dad was a poor hard working Saginaw fisherman
Too many times he came home with too little pay

I loved a girl in Saginaw Michigan
The daughter of a wealthy, wealthy man
But he called me that son of a Saginaw fisherman
And not good enough to claim his daughter's hand

Now I'm up here in Alaska looking around for gold
Like a crazy fool I'm a digging in this frozen ground so cold
But with each new day I pray I'll strike it rich and then
I'll go back home and claim my love in Saginaw Michigan

I wrote my love in Saginaw Michigan
I said, "Honey I'm a-coming home, please wait for me
And you can tell your dad I'm coming home a richer man
I've hit the biggest strike in Klondike history"

Her dad met me in Saginaw Michigan
He gave me a great big party with champagne
Then he said, "Son, you wild young ambitious man
Will you sell your father-in-law your Klondike claim"

Now he's up there in Alaska digging in the cold cold ground
The greedy fool is a-looking for the gold I never found
It serves him right and no one here is missing him
Least of all the newly weds of Saginaw Michigan
We're the happiest man and wife in Saginaw Michigan
He's ashamed to show his face in Saginaw Michigan

I Never Knew The Meaning Of Christmas
Composer(s): Evan Rogers; Carl Sturken
Performer(s): *NSync



Fa la la, la la la la
Fa la la, fa la la
Fa la la, la la la la
Looking back on childhood days
I can't believe my foolish ways
Thought that Christmas only came from a store
Had to know what was there for me
Underneath the Christmas tree
I didn't know that there could be so much more
But in all of the rush
I was missing so much
Girl, you made me finally see, yeah
That I never knew the meaning of Christmas
'Til you came into my life
I was lost in the dark 'til you opened my heart
Like an angel shining bright
I wished on a star and, girl, here you are
Suddenly I realize
That I never knew the meaning of Christmas
'Til I looked into your eyes
Coming home for the holidays
Seeing friends from around the way
There was always something missing for me
All the sleigh rides, caroling
Didn't really mean anything
Without that someone who can make it complete
All the snow's falling down
There is joy all around
'Cause, girl, your love has shown me the way
And I never knew the meaning of Christmas
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
'Til you came into my life
I was lost in the dark 'til you opened my heart
Like an angel shining bright
I wished on a star and, girl, here you are
Suddenly I realize
That I never knew the meaning of Christmas
'Til I looked into your eyes
Fa la la, fa la la
Fa la la, la la la la
(Singing la, la la la, la la la la)
La la la la
Fa la la, fa la la
Fa la la, la la la la
(Singing la, la la la, la la la la)
Fa la la la
But in all of the rush
I was missing so much
Girl, you made me finally see, yeah
That I never knew the meaning of Christmas
(Never knew, never knew, never knew, knew, knew)
'Til you came into my life
I was lost in the dark 'til you opened my heart
Like an angel shining bright
I wished on a star and, girl, here you are
Suddenly I realize
That I never knew the meaning of Christmas
'Til I looked into your eyes
That I never knew the meaning of Christmas
'Til I looked into your eyes

Sagapo
Composer(s): Claude Lemesle; S. Lebel; Ch. Bruhn 
Performer(s): Mireille Mathieu



Ils vivaient d'air du large et de soleil
Dans l'île bleue bénie des dieux
Je suis venue lui prendre un peu de ciel
Je suis passée on s'est aimés

Sagapo dis-moi "je t'aime"
Nous avons si peu de temps
Pour un si grand amour
Sagapo c'est un long poème
Pour un petit mot sans illusion
Et sans retour

On s'endormait dans les couleurs du soir
On s'éveillait pour s'épouser
Nos cœurs battaient au rythme des guitares
Et on chantait sans y penser
{au Refrain}

Va-t-il se taire
Ce vent d'hiver
Qui dit que tu
N'existes plus

Sagapo dis-moi "je t'aime"
Nous avons si peu de temps
Pour un si grand amour
Sagapo c'est un long poème
Pour un petit mot sans illusion
Et sans retour

Pour un petit mot sans illusion
Et sans retour

I Met An Angel (On Christmas Day)
Composer(s): G. Hasse; James Lowell; Keith Fluit
Performer(s): Celine Dion



Ooh baby

Listen up to what I gotta say
I found true love and it's here to stay
Chapel bells are gonna ring in May
I met an angel on christmas day

24th of December
It was a cold and snowy night
I can still remember
Gazing at the stars and the moonlight
Fell asleep on the sofa bed
Dreams of Christmas in my head
I awoke to my surprise
There he was right before my eyes

Listen up to what I gotta say
I found true love and it's here to stay
Chapel bells are gonna ring in May
I met an angel on christmas day

I was stuffing the stockings
And hanging tinsel on the tree
When i heard a knocking
I opened the door in time to see
Carrolers and silver bells
I saw his face that's when i fell
He was there bent on one knee
Santa sent him just for me

Listen up to what I gotta say
I found true love and it's here to stay
Chapel bells are gonna ring in May
I met an angel on christmas day

Yeah yeah

I know this love will grow
When flowers bloom in early spring
I'll be his bride, I'll wear his ring

If you're looking for a angel who
Is gonna make your every dream come true
Just write an letter saying Santa hey
I need an angel next Christmas day

Yeah ooh baby, oh oh

Listen up to what I gotta say, babe
I found true love and it's here to stay
Chapel bells are gonna ring n' ring in May
I met an angel on christmas day

Listen up to what I gotta say
I found true love and it's here to stay
Chapel bells are gonna ring, chapel bells are gonna ring
I met an angel on christmas day

Listen up to what I gotta say

True love and it's all day
I met an angel on christmas day

Heyheyheyeah
On Christmas day
Ohohohohhooooo

Aw baby

Sag Mir Wo Die Blumen Sind
((Adapted from: Where Have All The Flowers Gone? (Pete Seeger) - 1960))
Composer(s): Pete Seeger - Max Colpet
Performer(s): Marlene Dietrich - 1962
and multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1962 - Que Sont Devenues Les Fleurs? (Dalida)
1963 - Waar Zijn Al De Bloemen Toch (Conny Vandenbos)
1963 - Hvor Er Som'rens Blomsterpragt (Katy Bødtger)
1965 - Chi Mai Lo Sa (Gli Apostoli)
1966 - Dove Andranno I Nostri Fiori (Patty Pravo)



Sag mir wo die Blumen sind
wo sind sie geblieben
Sag mir wo die Blumen sind
was ist geschehen?
Sag mir wo die Blumen sind 
Mädchen pflückten sie geschwind
Wann wird man je verstehen 
wann wird man je verstehen?

Sag mir wo die Mädchen sind
wo sind sie geblieben?
Sag mir wo die Mädchen sind 
was ist geschehen?
Sag mir wo die Mädchen sind 
Männer nahmen sie geschwind
Wann wird man je verstehen?
Wann wird man je verstehen?

Sag mir wo die Männer sind
wo sind sie geblieben?
Sag mir wo die Männer sind 
was ist geschehen?
Sag mir wo die Männer sind 
zogen fort, der Krieg beginnt
Wann wird man je verstehen?
Wann wird man je verstehen?

Sag wo die Soldaten sind
wo sind sie geblieben?
Sag wo die Soldaten sind
was ist geschehen?
Sag wo die Soldaten sind 
über Gräben weht der Wind
Wann wird man je verstehen?
Wann wird man je verstehen?

Sag mir wo die Gräber sind
wo sind sie geblieben?
Sag mir wo die Gräber sind 
was ist geschehen?
Sag mir wo die Gräber sind 
Blumen wehen im Sommerwind
Wann wird man je verstehen?
Wann wird man je verstehen?

Sag mir wo die Blumen sind 
wo sind sie geblieben?
Sag mir wo die Blumen sind 
was ist geschehen?
Sag mir wo die Blumen sind 
Mädchen pflückten sie geschwind
Wann wird man je verstehen?
Wann wird man je verstehen?

I Like Life
Composer(s): Leslie Bricusse
Performer(s): Stratford Johns



The Ghost of Christmas Present (G) and Scrooge (S)
(G)
Ebenezer Scrooge, the sins of man are huge!
A never-ending symphony of villainy and infamy
duplicity, deceit and subterfuge
And no one's worse than Ebenezer Scrooge!
Though man's a handy candidate for Hell
I must admit life sometimes has
its brighter side as well!
I like life! Life likes me!
Life and I fairly fully agree
Life is fine! Life is good!
'Specially mine which is just as it should be!
I like pouring the wine and why not?
Life's a pleasure that I deny not
I like life here and now
Life and I made a mutual vow
Till I die, life and I
We'll both try to be better somehow
And if life were a woman she would be my wife
(S) Why?
(G) Why? Because I like life!
(S) That's all very well for you but not for me
I hate life
(G) Scrooge, you're an even bigger fool than I took you for!
Now you listen to me
I like life
Well, go on!
(S) I like life
(G) That's better!
Life likes me
(S) Life likes me
(G) Good! Good!
I make life a perpetual spree
(S) Perpetual spree
(G) Eating food
(S) Drinking wine
Thinking who'd like the privilege to dine me
I like drinking the drink I'm drinking
(G) That's better, Scrooge!
I like thinking the thoughts I'm thinking
I like songs, I like dance
I hear music and I'm in a trance
(S) Tra la la!
(G) Oompapah!
(both) Chances are we shall get up and prance
(G) Where there's music and laughter happiness is rife
(S) Why?
(G) Why? Because I like life!
(both) Where there's music and laughter happiness is rife
Why? Because I like life
See how much we like life!

Chi Mai Lo Sa ((aka Dove Andranno I Nostri Fiori (Patty Pravo) - 1966))
((Adapted from: Where Have All The Flowers Gone? (Pete Seeger) - 1960))
Composer(s): Pete Seeger - Daniele Pace
Performer(s): Gli Apostoli - 1965

Versions In Other Languages:
1962 - Que Sont Devenues Les Fleurs? (Dalida)
1962 - Sag Mir Wo Die Blumen Sind (Marlene Dietrich)
1963 - Waar Zijn Al De Bloemen Toch (Conny Vandenbos)
1963 - Hvor Er Som'rens Blomsterpragt (Katy Bødtger)



Ohhm sha la la la
che sarà del nostro amor?
chi mai può dir?
che sarà del nostro amor?
chi mai lo sa?

Come un fiore morirà
chissà se durerà
nessuno mai saprà
nessuno mai saprà
Ohhm sha la la la
che sarà di me e di te?
Chi mai può dir
che sarà di me e di te?
chi mai lo sa?

Non vorrai vedermi più?
Vorrai restar con me?
Nessuno mai saprà
nessuno mai saprà

Ohhm sha la la la

I Know What I Want For Christmas
Composer(s): Charlie Black; Dana Hunt
Performer(s): George Strait



This the season for generosity
A time to give and to receive
My Christmas list consists of just one sweet dream....

I know what I want for Christmas this year
I hope my note got to Santa on time
I’m a little bit nervous,
It’s kind of a big thing I’m asking for
I don’t know if I deserve it but, boy, if I get it
I’ll never ask for anything more
It shines, it’s new
And it’s the one wish that I wish would come true
This year for Christmas I just wanna be with you

We can build a little fire
We can sit and talk for hours
We’ll just have fun
You can tell me what you did
Christmas morning as a kid
And we’ll talk about all our Christmases to come

And if I hang a little mistletoe in every single doorway
I’m sure to get a kiss
And is it too much to ask for a snowman kind of snow
To complete this singular wish?
It shines, it’s new
I know what I want and nothin’ else will do
This year for Christmas I just want to be with you

This year for Christmas I just want to be with you

Sag Mir Wo
Performer(s): Freddy Quinn



Sag mir wo - sag mir wo
liegt ein Land
das fremde Füáe nie betreten?
Sag mir wo - sag mir wo
liegt der Strand
wo alte Spuren Iängst verwehten?
Sag mir wo - sag mir wo
gibt es Seen
die wie klare Spiegel scheinen

glänzt das Sonnenlicht auf unbewohnten Steinen
Sag
wo gibt es noch das letzte paradies?
Sag mir wo - sag mir wo
gibt es Menschen
die nicht nur nach Reichtum streben?
Sag mir wo - sag mir wo
gibt es Menschen
die noch frei und glücklich leben?
Sag mir wo - gibt es Mädchen

die sich für ein ganzes Leben lang verlieben?
Wo sind alle diese Wunder denn geblieben?
Sag
wo gibt es noch ein letztes paradies?
Sag
wo gibt es noch ein letztes Paradies?

I Heard The Bells On Christmas Day
Composer(s): Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Performer(s): Harry Belafonte;
and various other artists



I heard the bells on Christmas day
Their old familiar Carols play
And wide and sweet the words repeat
Of peace on earth good will to man

I thought as now this day had come
The belfries of all Christendom
Had rung so long the unbroken song
Of peace on earth good will to man

And in despair I bowed my head
There is no peace on earth I said
For hate is strong and marks the song
Of peace on earth good will to man

Then pealed the bells more loud and deep
God is not dead nor does he sleep
The wrong shall fail the right prevail
With peace on earth good will to man

Saffron Dormouse And Lizzy Bee 
Composer(s): Roger Glover
Performer(s): Roger Glover



Saffron Dormouse: 
Pots and pans all spick and span
hanging there in a tidy row
careful Tom don't scuff up the floor
please don't make me scrub it again today
we're on our way to the ball

Lizzy Bee:
All day long I'm working like a slave
but you'll never hear me complain
in the sunshine or the rain

Saffron Dormouse: 
I've been asleep all Winter
and now the spring is here
it's time for you to hear my song

Lizzy Bee:
(hope it's not too long)

Saffron Dormouse:
Every room is clean and bright
now we'd better be on our way
Tom make sure you've got everything 
lock the door and give me the key
let's go to see the show at the ball

Lizzy Bee:
Back to work tomorrow, but tonight
going to eat and dance 'till I fall
at the feast and at the ball

I Hate People
Composer(s): Leslie Bricusse



Scavengers and sycophants and flatterers and fools
Pharisees and parasites and hypocrites and ghouls
Calculating swindlers, prevaricating frauds
Perpetrating evil as they roam the earth in hordes
Feeding on their fellow men
Reaping rich rewards
Contaminating everything they see
Corrupting honest me like me
Humbug! Poppycock! Balderdash! Bah!
I hate people! I hate people!
People are despicable creatures
Loathesome inexplicable creatures
Good-for-nothing kickable creatures
I hate people! I abhor them!
When I see the indolent classes
Sitting on their indolent asses
Gulping ale from indolent glasses
I hate people! I detest them! I deplore them!
Fools who have no money spend it
Get in debt then try to end it
Beg me on their knees befriend them
Knowing I have cash to lend them
Soft-hearted me! Hard-working me!
Clean-living, thrifty and kind as can be!
Situations like this are of interest to me
I hate people! I loathe people! I despise and abominate people!
Life is full of cretinous wretches
Earning what their sweatiness fetches
Empty minds whose pettiness stretches
Further than I can see
Little wonder I hate people
And I don't care if they hate me!

Safety In Numbers
Composer(s): Joe Macre; Rick Witkowski
Performer(s): Crack The Sky



There's so many people
Going to the races
They paint on their faces
And smile
They watch the days fly by
And don't even ask why
Meanwhile
The world that surrounds them
Looks whithered and half dead
And even your own head's been there
You feel the depression
And join the procession
Nowhere 
As you march in the madness
You crawl with the sadness
That you might not leave the parade
While the drummers are pounding
You hear this astounding voice say:
"Don't fear
Come here
Don't cry
Stand by
There's safety in numbers
And numbers don't lie
Don't lie" 

As the troops keep progressing
You notice you've fallen behind
And you're calling in fear
But they're just too caught up
In the way they've been brought up to here
You halt for a minute
And consider this strange voice
Could this be your choice to lead? 

You hold the depression
And watch the procession procede 

As the stranger gets nearer
His image gets clearer
He calls out and you hear him say
"You've issued a May Day
And May will be home for the day
So
Don't fear
Come here
Don't cry
Stand by
There's safety in numbers
And numbers don't lie
Don't lie" 

To yourself when yourself is
Telling you that you're all
That you have so just listen to
You 

So exit the madness
And enter the gladness
And you will become quite aware
You can end the depression
And join the procession somewhere
And
"Don't fear
Come here
Don't cry
Stand by
There's safety in numbers
And numbers don't lie
Don't lie" 

I Guess It's Christmas Time
Composer(s): Peter Bliss; Shelly Peiken
Performer(s): *NSync



Feel the magic in the air
Christmas is all around
Somethin' about this special time of year
A blanket of snow falls down from the sky
Voices of angels
Open our hearts so we can open our arms
And we'll all join hands
To celebrate the goodness
That shines inside of everyone
It must have been a part of some great design
Guess it's Christmas time
Seein' the face of the little boys and girls
Singing their first "Noel"
A sweet refrain heard all around the world
A song of forgiveness, comforting peace
A time to remember, what life really means (life really means)
The important things (important things)
And we'll all join hands
To celebrate the goodness
That shines inside of everyone
It must have been a part of some great design
Guess it's Christmas time...
Guess it's Christmas time...
Open our hearts so we can open our arms
And we'll all join hands
To celebrate the goodness
That shines inside of everyone
It must have been a part of some great design
Guess it's Christmas time...
It must have been a part of some great design
Guess it's Christmas time...
Merry Christmas

Safe In My Garden
Composer(s): John Phillips
Performer(s): The Mamas & The Papas



Safe in my garden 
An ancient flower blooms 
And the scent from its nature 
Slowly squares my room 
And its perfume means such 
That it's causing me to swoon 
Safe in my garden 
(Could it be, we were hot-wired? Late one night while very tired) 
An ancient flower blooms 
(They stole our minds and thought we'd never know it) 
And the scent from its nature 
(With a bottle in each hand, to late to try to understand) 
We don't care where it lands we just throw it
(Slowly squares my room) 
Somebody take us away
Somebody take us away
Safe in my garden 
(Could it be we were hot-wired late one night were very tired) 
An ancient flower blooms 
(They stole our minds and thought we'd never know it) 
And the scent from its nature 
(With a bottle in each hand, to late to try to understand) 
Slowly squares my room 
(We don't care where it lands we just throw it) 
(Somebody take us away) 
And its perfume means such 
(Somebody take us away) 
That it's causing me to swoon 
(Safe in my garden) 
When you go out in the street 
So many hassles with the heat 
(An ancient flower blooms) 
No one there can fill your desire 
(And the scent from its nature) 
Cops out with the megaphones 
Telling people stay inside their homes 
(Slowly squares my room) 
Man, can't they see the world's on fire? 
Somebody take us away 
Take us away 
Safe in our garden 
An ancient flower blooms 
And the scent from its nature 
(Cops out with the megaphones, telling people stay inside their homes) 
Man, the world's on fire 
(Slowly squares our room) 
Take us away 
Take us away

I Dream Of Christmas
Composer(s): Brian May
Performer(s): Anita Dobson



I sit alone by the fireside
And watch the old year passing by
Down the street they're singing party songs
You know Christmas always makes me cry

I dream of Christmas I dream of Christmas
Maybe my dreams will come true
I dream of Christmas a merry Christmas
I dream of Christmas and you

And so tonight my thoughts are reaching out
Though you're a million miles away
My dream is strong enough to see me through
Our love's forever and a day

I dream of Christmas I dream of Christmas
Maybe my dreams will come true
I dream of Christmas a merry Christmas
I dream of Christmas and you

And once again the world is filled with joy
I want to share it far and wide
Your spirit fills the air and comforts me
I know you're always by my side

I dream of Christmas I dream of Christmas
Maybe my dreams will come true
I dream of Christmas a merry Christmas
I dream of Christmas and you

I dream of Christmas I dream of Christmas
Maybe my dreams will come true
I dream of Christmas a merry Christmas
I dream of Christmas and you
I dream of Christmas and you

I dream of Christmas I dream of Christmas
I dream of Christmas I dream of Christmas
I dream of Christmas

Sad-Eyed Lady Of The Lowlands 
Composer(s): Bob Dylan
Performer(s): Bob Dylan
and multiple other artists



With your mercury mouth in the missionary times
And your eyes like smoke and your prayers like rhymes
And your silver cross, and your voice like chimes
Oh, who among them do they think could bury you?
With your pockets well protected at last
And your streetcar visions which you place on the grass
And your flesh like silk, and your face like glass
Who among them do they think could carry you?
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums
Should I leave them by your gate
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

With your sheets like metal and your belt like lace
And your deck of cards missing the jack and the ace
And your basement clothes and your hollow face
Who among them can think he could outguess you?
With your silhouette when the sunlight dims
Into your eyes where the moonlight swims
And your match-book songs and your gypsy hymns
Who among them would try to impress you?
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums
Should I leave them by your gate
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

The kings of Tyrus with their convict list
Are waiting in line for their geranium kiss
And you wouldn't know it would happen like this
But who among them really wants just to kiss you?
With your childhood flames on your midnight rug
And your Spanish manners and your mother's drugs
And your cowboy mouth and your curfew plugs
Who among them do you think could resist you?
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums
Should I leave them by your gate
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

Oh, the farmers and the businessmen, they all did decide
To show you the dead angels that they used to hide
But why did they pick you to sympathize with their side?
Oh, how could they ever mistake you?
They wished you'd accepted the blame for the farm
But with the sea at your feet and the phony false alarm
And with the child of a hoodlum wrapped up in your arms
How could they ever, ever persuade you?
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums
Should I leave them by your gate
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

With your sheet-metal memory of Cannery Row
And your magazine-husband who one day just had to go
And your gentleness now, which you just can't help but show
Who among them do you think would employ you?
Now you stand with your thief, you're on his parole
With your holy medallion which your fingertips fold
And your saint like face and your ghostlike soul
Oh, who among them do you think could destroy you
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums
Should I leave them by your gate
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

I Believe In Santa's Cause
Composer(s): Buddy Church; Lew DeWitt
Performer(s): The Statler Brothers



Never heard a snowman talking
Never seen a reindeer fly
Nor seen a wooden soldier walkin
Nor met Santa eye to eye

Now there are those who don't believe
In miracles or Santa Claus
But I believe what I believe
And I believe in Santa's Cause

Never heard an Angel singing
Nerver known a Scrooge to smile.
But I have heard sleigh bells ring
And light a spark in some small child

For kids and tress light up at Christmas
As well as preachers and our lawns
And light a Santa way at Christmas
I believe in Santa's Cause

There's a Santa world at Christmas
Turning to the world's applause
So hang a bell for ole Saint Nick
Cause I believe in Santa's Cause

Now there are those who don't believe
In miracles or Santa Claus
But I believe what I believe
And I believe in Santa's Cause