"THE MAGIC OF CHRISTMAS"
Oh Christmas tree, Oh Christmas tree, how magical and glorious you are,
Your boughs of green they all do shine, from the tinsel from afar.
Those coloured glittered balls look stunning, swinging all around,
And the Santa Snow that they sprayed on you, is sprinkled upon the ground.
The little bears that are hanging low, we got from dear old Pop,
And that Angel who's pretty and pure, is right upon the top.
When you have a closer look you can see the pretty crystal balls,
As they shine and spin around all day, they are quite a sight for all.
The logs are all lit up, and the flames rise higher and higher.
The embers lie there all a glow, in the warmth of the crackling fire
The presents are wrapped up, for the children who live here,
And when Christmas morning comes around you'll hear them scream and cheer.
There's Grandpa in his rocking chair, he really is a sight,
With his beady little eyes, and beard of snowy white.
He has a little trick on the children he likes to play,
He pretends that he's an elf, from the North Pole, far away.
He says that he and Santa create lots and lots of toys,
In Santa's special workshop, for all good girls and boys.
He tells them Santa has a list, that he checks once or twice,
And makes a note on his list, of whose naughty and whose nice.
Then they're put into his sack, after the job is done,
And Santa puts it on his sleigh, to make his Christmas run.
Look towards the sky tonight and you might be lucky to see,
Santa riding on his sleigh , with his sack full of presents just for you and me.