Walter Brennan - A Good Year for Santa Claus lyrics

It's gonna be a good year for Santa Claus

At our house there's hardly room for another gifts 'neath the tree

But when I was a boy one year he nearly got lost

Hm, almost didn't get around to me.

You see I was the youngest and dad called to me one day

Said he'd found a nice tree to cut down

So we hauled it home, an' I could hardly wait

For the gifts to start pilin' around.

It kept getting closer to Christmas eve

And the tree was still bare, not a gift of any kind

Then one evenin' dad called us together

And said something about it bein' hard times.

Christmas eve we sat listenin' to it storm

Till mom called, "It's time for bed."

Dad said run along son I'll keep watchin' for him

Then kinda to himself he said.

What with this an' that an' now the weather

Old Santa just might-a got lost

But you can just bet it won't storm forever

It's just been a bad year for Santa Claus.

But I couldn't figure it out but I layed there a-tryin'

And before droppin' off to sleep in my prayers

I mentioned dad bein' worried about hard times

And Santa havin' a bad year.

Christmas morning dad shook me awake

Said come on out to the barn and see what Santa brought

And there in the corner by his mother

Layed the prettiest new born colt you ever saw.

So what with this an' that an' then the weather

Old Santa don't never get lost

You can just bet it won't storm forever

It's gonna be a good year for Santa Clause...