I thought Christmas Day would never come    But it's here at last, so mom and dad, the waiting's finally done    And you gotta get up, you gotta get up, you gotta get up    It's Christmas morning       Last night I heard reindeers on my roof    Well you may think I'm exaggerating but I swear I'm tellin' you the truth    And you gotta get up, you gotta get up, you gotta get up    It's Christmas morning       Did my sister get a baby doll? Did my brother get his bike?    Did I get that red wagon, the kind that makes you fly?    Oh, I hope there'll be peace on earth    I know there's good will toward men    On account of that Baby born in Bethlehem       Did my sister get her baby doll? Did my brother get his bike?    Did I get that red wagon, the kind that makes you fly?    Oh, I hope there'll be peace on earth    I know there's good will toward men    On account of that Baby born in Bethlehem       Mom and Daddy stayed up too late last night    Oh, I guess they got carried away in the Christmas candlelight    And you gotta get up, you gotta get up, you gotta get up    It's Christmas morning       And you gotta get up, you gotta get up, you gotta get up