Track byLouis Armstrong/The Commanders
Gifts I'm preparing For some Christmas sharing But I pause because Hanging my stocking I can hear a knocking Zat you Santa Claus Sure is dark out Not the slighest spark out Pardon my clacking jaws Who there Who is it Who stopping for a visit Zat you Santa Claus And are you bringing a present for me Something pleasantly pleasant for me And that's just what I've been waiting for Would you mind slipping it under the door Four winds are howling Or could that be growling My legs feel like straws Me oh me oh my oh Kindly would you reply Zat you Santa Claus Hanging my stocking I can hear a knocking Zat you Santa Claus yeah I say who there who is it I'm stopping for a visit Zat you Santa Claus come on Whoa there Santa you gave me a scare Now stop teasing cause I know that you're there We don't believe in no goblins today But I can't explain why I'm shaking this way Well I can see old Santa in the keyhole I'll give to the cause One peek and I'll try there Uh oh there's an eye there Zat you Santa Claus