See You Again Next Year

I know I shouldn't, but I just couldn't help Myself from taking a peek. So down the stairs I quietly crept, And to my surprise in front of my eyes Stood a jolly old fella dressed in red. He saw me awake, laughed and said, "Ho, ho, ho, Merry Christmas. I'll see you again next year." He finished the cookies and drank the milk too. Then up the chimney he magically flew. Hopped in his sleigh and gave a big whistle, And up they all shot like a Christmas missile. I could see he was loaded with lots of Toys for all the world's little girls and boys. I shouted out so he could hear, "Hey, I'll see you again next year." Now the years have gone by, and now I'm Grown, and I've got little ones of my own. They're so excited to see what Santa's gonna leave Under the Christmas tree. Maybe they'll sneak down and take a peek to See that man with the jolly physique. And if they're lucky, they just might hear him. Ho, ho, ho, Merry Christmas. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Ho, ho, ho, ho. I'll see you next year. And you can count on that.