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.

We each have a story to tell, I know; so let each one take his turn.

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.

Greatness is not always largeness.

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.

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.

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