(verse)All year long in the mountainsLives an old man, they say.He wraps up bundles with ribbons,Just to give them away.All year long in the mountains,He looks down to seeKids that are good, and kids that are bad,And treats them accordingly.(refrain)If you want toys like other little boysIn your neighborhood,Don’t wait ’til the night before ChristmasTo be good.And dolls with curls are for the little girls,Who do things they should,So don’t wait ’til the night before ChristmasTo be good.You can’t fool Mister Santa Claus,He knows right from wrong;And you can’t be right for just one night,You gotta be right, right along.You’d love to see another Christmas treeWhere the old one stood.So don’t wait ’til the night before ChristmasTo be good.(patter)Santa Claus has a big bookThat helps him to remember,He can tell each kid the things they didFrom January to December.Jimgle bells never jingleFor the very bad ones.Ev’ry Christmas Day, the good are gayAnd the bad ones are the sad ones.(repeat refrain)