Christmas Is Coming

Christmas is coming
But I ain’t got no dough
To buy you a present, baby
I’ll give you all my loving
But you get that anyway
I need something special, baby
What’s a boy to do
When he’s crazy about you
And Christmas comes along?
And he’s got no money to blow
I know I know
I’ll write you a Christmas song
And it’ll go fa-la-la-la la-la-la-la la
And it’ll go fa-la-la-la la-la-la-la la
And it’ll go fa-la-la-la la-la-la-la la
Merry Christmas to you
Christmas is coming
The geese are getting cooked
But I ain’t got no gifts to give you
Kisses don’t cost nothing
And are so pretty sweet
But they’re as much for me as for you
What’s a boy to do
When he’s so in love with you
And Christmas comes along?
He ain’t got no dough
I know I know
I’ll write you a Christmas song
And it’ll go fa-la-la-la la-la-la-la la
And it’ll go fa-la-la-la la-la-la-la la
And it’ll go fa-la-la-la la-la-la-la la
Merry Christmas to you
One more year of yours
Have no fear we’ll have so many more
One more year of yours
Have no fear we’ll have so many more
And we’ll go fa-la-la-la la-la-la-la la
And we’ll go fa-la-la-la la-la-la-la la
And we’ll go fa-la-la-la la-la-la-la la
Merry Christmas to you
Merry Christmas to you
Merry Christmas to you