Ooh, well, way up north where the air gets cold
There's a tale about Christmas that you've all been told
And a real famous cat all dressed up in red
And he spends a whole year working out on his sled
It's a little Saint Nick, it's a little Saint NickJust little bobsleigh, we call it old Saint Nick
But she sparks the buggy with a full speed stick
She's candy apple red with a ski for a wheel
Then Santa gets the gas and just watch her peel, yeah
It's little Saint Nick, it's little Saint NickRun, run reindeer, run, run reindeer
Run, run reindeer, run, run reindeer
Run, run, run, yeahHe's walking through the snow at a frightening speed
With the half a dozen deer with Rudy to lead
He's gotta wear his goggle 'cause the snow really flies
And he's cruising every path with a little surprise
It's the little Saint Nick, it's the little Saint Nick
Songwriters
MICHAEL LOVE, BRIAN WILSONPublished by
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