Hanging Up My Stockings

Want to show old Santa Claus that I believe

Silent Night and the stars are bright

The fields are white with snow

Christmas trees are waiting

Lights are turned down low

Tinsel shells and tinsel bells

Reflect the firelight's hue

Seem to whisper softly

There's just one thing to do, I'm

Hanging up my stockings

Tonight is Christmas Eve

Want to show old Santa Claus that I believe

Want to see his reindeer dancing

Through the snow

Hope their bells will wake me up

So I will know

Now lay me down to sleep upon this joyful night

Angels will watch over me until the morning light

Now lay me down to sleep upon this joyful night

Now I have seen his reindeer prancing

Through the snow

Heard their bells their tinsel shells

So now I know

Santa Claus has been here

That's one thing I believe

So I'm putting up my stocking 'til next

Christmas Eve