By MAUD L. BETTS.
(To be sung to the tune of "Marching thro Georgia.")
| Santa Claus is coming—we
shall welcome him with glee; He'll hang a gift for every one upon the Christmas-tree; He'll not forget a single child. How happy we shall be; For Santa Claus is coming. Chorus— Hurrah! hurrah! for Christmas time is near; Hurrah! hurrah! the time to all so dear; We all shall hang our stockings up when Christmas eve is here. For Santa Claus is coming. But we must remember all that we must do our part; Christmas is the time of times, to give with all our heart We must always share our joys with those who have no part, When Santa Claus is coming. |
By M. NORA BOYLAN.
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(To be sung to the tune of "Yankee Doodle." The
verses may be given by a single voice, with the chorus by the
school, or selected voices on the platform.)
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| Old Santa Claus is a jolly
man Who brings us lots of toys, sir; And none are happier Christmas time Than little girls and boys, sir. Have you not seen our Santa Claus, With hair so snowy white, sir? Just hang your stocking Christmas eve,— He'll come that very night, sir. And if you watch, perhaps you'll see This friend in furs hid deep, sir. But I have never seen him once— I'm always fast asleep, sir. Chorus—Santa Claus is jolly, sir; Santa Claus is kind, sir; Santa Claus on Christmas eve Comes riding on the wind, sir. |