Santa, Bring My Baby Back

To Me

Claude DeMetruis, Aaron Schroeder.

Don’t need a lot of presents,
To make my Christmas bright.
I just need my baby’s arms,
Wound around me tight.

Oh, Santa hear my plea,
Santa, bring my baby back to me.

The Christmas tree is ready,
The candles all aglow.
But with my baby far away,
What good is mistletoe?

Oh, Santa hear my plea,
Santa, bring my baby back to me.

Please make these reindeer hurry;
The time is drawin’ near.
It sure won’t seem like Christmas,
Unless my baby’s here.

Don’t fill my sock with candy,
No bright and shiny toy.
You wanna make me happy,
And fill my heart with joy?

Then Santa, hear my plea.
Santa, bring my baby back to me.