Now everybody's heard of Mrs. Santa Claus
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Everybody knows she's Santa's wife
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Every Christmas Eve, she sits up all alone
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An' waits till he gets home again all right
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He says, "Don't you cry or worry, Mrs. Santa Claus
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After all these years, the reindeer know their way
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You know ho-ho I love you, Mrs. Santa Claus
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An' I'll be home before it's Christmas day"
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Now all the elves that make the toys for Santa Claus
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Spend their one night off the whole year long
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Singin' songs and dancin' 'round the Christmas tree
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Fillin' Mrs. Santa Claus with cheer
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Singin', "Don't you cry or worry, Mrs. Santa Claus
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After all these years, the reindeer know their way
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You know ho-ho we love you, Mrs. Santa Claus
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An' Santa will be home on Christmas day"
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Well, if you ever think of Mrs. Santa Claus
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Sitting by herself on Christmas Eve
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Maybe you could write a special Christmas card
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To help poor Mrs. Santa Claus believe
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Sayin', "Don't you cry or worry, Mrs. Santa Claus
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After all these years, the reindeer know their way
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You know ho-ho we love you, Mrs. Santa Claus
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Santa will be home on Christmas day"
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"You know ho-ho we love you, Mrs. Santa Claus
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And Santa will be home on Christmas day"
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Mrs. Santa Claus
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| Oak Ridge Boys |
