All the world is happy when Santa Claus comes.

You better watch out You better not cry Better not pout I'm telling you why Santa Claus is coming to town

Keep thou an open door between thy child's life and thine own.

Merrily, merrily, listen to me, Flitting and flying from tree to tree. Nothing fear I, by land or sea, For God in Heaven is watching me.

Let the child feel Christ is near him; By your faith will grow his own; Death nor danger will affright him If he never feels alone.

Nobody follows me where I go, Over the mountains or valleys below; Nobody sees where the wild winds blow, Only the Father in Heaven can know.

The humblest workman has his place, Which no one else can fill.