Jolly old St. Nicholas   Lean your ear this way   Don’t you tell a single soul   What I’m going to say      Christmas Eve is coming soon   Now, you dear old man   Whisper what you’ll bring to me   Tell me if you can      When the clock is striking twelve   When I'm fast asleep   Down the chimney broad and black   With your pack you'll creep      All the stockings you will find   Hanging in a row   Mine will be the shortest one   You'll be sure to know      What's it gonna be, Santa   Underneath the tree, Santa   What's it gonna be, Santa   Be this for me      Jolly old St. Nicholas   Now you dear old man   Whisper what you’ll bring to me   Tell me if you can      What's it gonna be, Santa   Underneath the tree, Santa   What's it gonna be, Santa   Be this for me      Jason wants a Fender bass   Walt a saxophone   Lee, he needs a flugelhorn   Jimmy, a trombone      Robert wants a baby grand   Bill, a new B3   Tris, he wants a dolly, but   What are you gonna bring to me, Santa?      What's it gonna be, Santa   Underneath the tree, Santa   What's it gonna be, Santa   Be this      What's it gonna be, Santa   Underneath the tree, Santa   What's it gonna be, Santa   Be this for me   How about a shiny electric guitar, Santa?