OLD SAINT NICHOLAS/
old Saint Nicholas, lean your ear this way.
Don't you tell a single soul what I'm gonna 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 and night sounds 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.
Jolly wants a pair of skates, Suzy wants a sled.
Nellie wants a picture book, yellow, blue, and red.
Now I think I'll leave to you what to give the rest
But, give Little Billy a drum this year - drum this year,
thatīs what he likes best!
they told me
new-born King to see (pa-ram-pam-pam-pam)
finest gifts we bring (pa-ram-pam-pam-pam)
lay before the King (pa-ram-pam-pam-pam
to honor Him (pa-ram-pam-pam-pam)
am a poor boy, too (pa-ram-pam-pam-pam)
have no gift to bring (pa-ram-pam-pam-pam)
fit to give our King
I play for you (pa-ram-pam-pam-pam)
ox and lamb kept time (pa-ram-pam-pam-pam)
played my drum for Him (pa-ram-pam-pam-pam)
played my best for Him
He smiled at me (pa-ram-pam-pam-pam)
and my drum