Well, I'm making out my list For ol' St.Nick tonight But I'm afraid what I want this year Can't be had But Santa he's the kind When he makes up his mind Wishes can come true And I bet my Christmas stockin' If my wish don't come knockin' He's gonna be blue So, baby, come home If you don't wanna see Santa Claus cry He can't see where he's going When it's snowing If there tears in his eyes And don't you know his 'ho ho ho' will be A sad sad sigh So, baby, come back to me If you don't wanna see Santa Claus cry And don't you know his 'ho ho ho' will be A sad sad sigh So, baby, come back to me If you don't wanna see Santa Claus cry So, baby, come back to me If you don't wanna see Santa Claus cry