On the eighth day of Christmas my true love sent to me:
eight maids A – milking
seven swans A-swimming
Six geese A-Laying
Five Golden Rings
Four Calling Birds
Three French Hens
Two Turtle Doves
and a Partridge in a Pear Tree
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The Twelve Days of Christmas ~ Birds
On the sixth day of Christmas my true love sent
to me:
Six geese A-Laying
Five Golden Rings
Four Calling Birds
Three French Hens
Two Turtle Doves
and a Partridge in a Pear Tree
Santa Claus is Comin to Town
You better watch out. You better not cry. You better not pout, I’m telling you why,
Santa Claus is coming to town!!
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Santa Claus is Comin to Town
And that is the story of Santa Claus.
Hey, it’s getting late, and I’ve got these letters to deliver. You better be getting home, too.
And remember, behave yourselves, because Santa can still look into his magic snowball
and see just what you’re up to. And now that you know all about him, you can be darn sure that
come snow or high water, Santa Claus is comin’ to town!
Santa Claus is Comin to Town
You wish to give me… a present? A… a toy?
No one ever gives mean old Warlock a toy.
A choo-choo.
I’ve always wanted one.
Santa Claus In Comin To Town
All the little cares picked along the way
Suddenly have disappeared with yesterday
My world is beginning today!
Santa Claus In Comin To Town
It’s… a… difficult responsibility
That he extract from the number-one law keeper, me
Be it known throughout the land from sea to sea
There’ll be no more.. toy… makers… to the King!