(Alan Jackson)      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 back 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