Walter Brennan - A Good Year For Santa Claus lyrics

It's gonna be a good year for Santa Claus At our house there's hardly room for another gifts 'neath the tree But when I was a boy one year he nearly got lost Hm, almost didn't get around to me. You see I was the youngest and dad called to me one day Said he'd found a nice tree to cut down So we hauled it home, an' I could hardly wait For the gifts to start pilin' around. It kept getting closer to Christmas eve And the tree was still bare, not a gift of any kind Then one evenin' dad called us together And said something about it bein' hard times. Christmas eve we sat listenin' to it storm Till mom called, 'It's time for bed.' Dad said run along son I'll keep watchin' for him Then kinda to himself he said. What with this an' that an' now the weather Old Santa just might-a got lost But you can just bet it won't storm forever It's just been a bad year for Santa Claus. But I couldn't figure it out but I layed there a-tryin' And before droppin' off to sleep in my prayers I mentioned dad bein' worried about hard times And Santa havin' a bad year. Christmas morning dad shook me awake Said come on out to the barn and see what Santa brought And there in the corner by his mother Layed the prettiest new born colt you ever saw. So what with this an' that an' then the weather Old Santa don't never get lost You can just bet it won't storm forever It's gonna be a good year for Santa Clause...