(Roxie Dean/Sonny Tillis)
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He was always Santa Claus to them
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Every year he'd magically appear here in our den
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They would laugh and tease and say you look a lot like Dad
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He'd just smile and ask, "Have you been good or bad?"
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Oh, but life ain't always like a holiday
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Some things change, and sometimes people go their seperate ways
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He just called and said he'd like to be here for the kids
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Wish them Merry Christmas when they open up their gifts
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And even though it might be hard on me
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How can I let them down?
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So Santa Claus is coming back to town
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Here it is Christmas Eve - the kids are sleeping
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Lights flashing in the trees - I keep thinking
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Tomorrow I'll see him, tomorrow I'll see him
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I guess I ought to try to go to bed
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I can't rehearse tomorrow any longer in my head
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He'll walk in so nonchalant, as if he'd never gone
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They'll be glad to see him, I'll be barely hanging on
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And just like that he'll go and turn my whole world upside down
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Santa Claus is coming back to town
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No it's never really easy when this time of year rolls around
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'Cause Santa Claus is coming back to town
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Santa Claus Is Coming Back To Town
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| Reba McEntire |
