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.
Johnny wants a pair of skates,
Susy 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;
Choose for me, dear Santa Claus,
You will know the rest.
