| Well, it was on one Christmas morning
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| Peoples, Chrismas is comin' back, again
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| Well, it was on one Christmas morning
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| People, it’s Christmas comin' back, again
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| Well now, an I’m tryin' to hide my little woman
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| To keep her from runnin' round wit these other men
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| Now Santa Claus
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| I want ya to bring my baby lotta toys
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| Now Santa Claus
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| I want you to bring my baby a lotta toys
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| Now, I know my baby wants to have fun
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| Now with these other litle girls an boys
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| Santa Claus
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| Santa Claus, can I get you to understand?
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| Santa Claus
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| Santa Claus, can I get you to understand?
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| Now said I want you to bring my baby one of these radios
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| And two or three of them little 'lectric fans
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| I want Santa Claus, to bring my baby one of these coats
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| I mean wit' that long fur hangin' down
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| I want Santa Claus, to bring my baby, one of these new coats
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| Wit' that long fur hangin' down
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| Now I want her to be lookin' good
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| Lord, when I drop back in her town
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| Now, Santa Claus
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| Santa Claus, can’t you hear my lonesome cry?
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| Santa Claus
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| Santa Claus, can’t you hear my lonesome cry?
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| Well now be tryin' you to do what I told ya
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| Santa Claus, before I tell you goodbye |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Christmas Morning Blues , by - John Lee "Sonny Boy" Williamson. Song from the album Sonny Boy Williamson Vol. 2 (1938-1939), in the genre Блюз