




   Santa Claus Is Coming To Town
      Coots & Gellespie, 1934







You better watch out, you better not cry, 
   better not pout I'm telling you why:
Santa Claus is coming to town.
He's making a list, checking it twice, 
   gonna find out who's naughty or nice:
Santa Claus is coming to town.







He sees you when you're sleeping, 
   he knows when you're awake,
He knows if you've been bad or good 
   so be good for goodness sake. Oh!
You better watch out, you better not cry, 
   better not pout I'm telling you why:
Santa Claus is coming to town.






With little tin horns and tiny toy drums, 
   rooty toot-toots and rummy tum-tums:
Santa Claus is coming to town.
And curly haired dolls to cuddle and coo, 
   elephants, boats and kiddy cars too:
Santa Claus is coming to town.







The kids in girl and boyland
   will have a jubilee,
They're gonna build a toyland town 
   all around the Christmas tree. Oh!
You better watch out, you better not cry, 
   better not pout I'm telling you why:
Santa Claus is coming to town.





