Tonight the night, When the big man will come, With his reindeer in tow, And the sack upon his back. *** Landing on the roof, With one job to do, Bring a smile to your face, If you have been good. *** Get to bed early, And don't stir when you hear, Old St Nic on the roof, With gifts to spare.
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