In the cold morning the elves arrive.
Santa greets each with a cheer and high five.
It's one day 'til Christmas and the busiest thus far,
They'll be packing the sleigh like an overfilled box car.
It'll have presents for little ones, presents for me.
It'll have skis and puppies, and a little stuffed bee.
And way at the top, stacked high to the sky,
Will sit Santa Clause, the happiest guy.
He'll spend the day resting, just sitting around.
He'll need the energy, to get all over town.
And from town to town, and pole to pole,
Which way he goes, I'll never know.
Santa changes it each year,
But always bringing presents, and a whole lot of cheer.