If Santa Were My Daddy
If Santa were my daddy
I’d be good
Every single day of the year
I bet you think I couldn’t do it,
yeah I could
With such a jolly
gentleman so near
Hey, I would be the
happiest kid around
And maybe on a winter’s night
I could go with Father
Down the chimneys
with a bound
And give a shout
As we drove out of sight
I’d probably look
a little bit like my dad
A roly poly bundle of joy
I can tell you this Miss
Everyday’d be Christmas
If only I were Santa’s boy
If Santa were my daddy
I’d obey and never
Ever quarrel or fight
Then maybe he’d give me
A present every day
And maybe fill my
Stocking every night.
And I would try to
Be the kind of boy
That he would want
His son to be
Helpful and friendly
‘specially when he
Had his twinkling
Eye on me
I would dress exactly
like my daddy
I would learn to
laugh his ho-ho-ho’s
Maybe he would even
teach me how to fly
By laying a finger
aside of my nose
Then someday I would
Grow a snow white beard
And try to learn to turn
With a jerk
So finally when all the
Flaws had disappeared
My daddy could retire
From his work
And I would be the one
To take his place
Spreading all the
Christmas joy
I’d be more than willing
Wow! Would it be thrilling
If only I were Santa’s boy
I’d be more than willing
Wow! Would it be thrilling
If only I were Santa’s boy
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