Letras
The merry bells are ringing today
But it don't mean nothin' to me
I hear the children playin' today
But I'm as blue as I can be
Old Santa Claus forgot my address
And as you can plainly see
It may be Christmas to some folks
But it's December 25th to me
No money, no honey to buy a present for me
Nobody, no toddy to make things pleasant for me
Last night my stocking I hung, just like when I was young
But this mornin' there was a vacancy
Ooh-wee, no minglin', no jinglin' coins
No pickin' on chicken, pork chop, or tenderloin
It seems like every now and then
The poorhouse pages me again
You see, bad luck is hard to lose
I've got the Santa Claus blues
No money, no honey to buy a present for me
Nobody, no toddy to make things pleasant for me
Last night my stockings I hung, just like when I was young
But this mornin' there was a vacancy (yes, indeed)
Ooh-wee (check this out) no minglin', no jinglin' coins
None (done, baby)
No pickin' on chicken, pork chop, or tenderloin
But soon I hear the New Year chime
That just means it's poor, hard times
You see, bad luck is so hard to lose
We got the Santa Claus blues
Bad luck is hard to lose
We got the Santa Claus blues