Ole Santa

A snow-covered house on my hilltop
Children playing by a fire side
Each one hoping Ole Santa will loan them a reindeer to ride
The sleigh bells should soon start a-ringing

'Cause they're waiting so anxiously
Hoping to see Ole Santa
As he comes down the chimney

A million socks are hanging
Ooh, on a million Christmas trees
And a million ears are listening
Father Russell in the least

A bag full of toys on his shoulder
I'm so sure there'll be a stampede
But I'm wishing Ole Santa
God's speed