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Bing Crosby/The Andrews Sisters/The Vic Schoen Orchestra
Written by: J. Fred Coots/Henry Gillespie 1934
Peaked Billboard position #22 in 1947
You better watch out
You better not cry
Better not pout
I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is comin to town, gather round
He's making a list
And checking it twice;
Hes gonna find out who's naughty and nice
Santa Claus is comin to town
(He sees you when you're sleeping)
(He knows when you're awake)
He knows if you've been bad or good
So be good for goodness sake!
You better watch out!
You better not cry
Better not pout
I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is comin to town
(Little tin horns, little tin drums)
(Rudy-toot-toot and rummy tum tums)
(Santa Claus is comin to town)
(And curly head dolls that cuddle and coo),
(Elephants, boats and kiddy cars too).
(Santa Claus is comin to town).
The kids and girls in boy land
Will have a jubilee.
They're gonna build a toy land town
All around the Christmas tree.
(You better watch out), you better not cry).
(You better not pout), I'm telling you why).
(Santa Claus is comin to town).
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He sees you when youre sleepin
And he knows when you're awake.
He knows when you've been bad or good,
So be good for goodness sake!
You better watch out!
(You better not cry)
You better not pout
(I'm telling you why)
Santa Claus is comin to town
You better watch out!
You better not cry
Better not pout
I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is comin to town
You mean, the big fat man with the long white beard
(Hes comin to town)