Someday at Christmas men won't be boys
Playing with bombs like kids play with toys
One warm December our hearts will see
A world where men are free

Someday at Christmas there'll be no wars
When we have learned what Christmas is for
When we have found what life's really worth
There'll be peace on earth

Someday all our dreams will come to be
Someday in a world where men are free
Maybe not in time for you and me
But someday at Christmastime

Someday at Christmas we'll see a Man
No hungry children, no empty hand
One happy morning people will share
Our world where people care

Someday at Christmas there'll be no tears
All men are equal and no men have fears
One shinning moment my heart ran away
From our world today

Someday all our dreams will come to be
Someday in a world where men are free
Maybe not in time for you and me
But someday at Christmastime

Someday at Christmas man will not fail
Take hope because your love will prevail
Someday a new world that we can start
With hope in every heart

Someday all our dreams will come to be
Someday in a world where men are free
Maybe not in time for you and me
But someday at Christmastime
Someday at Christmastime

Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack frost nipping at your nose

Yuletide carols being sung by a choir
and folks dressed up like Eskimos

Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe
Help to make the season bright
Tiny tots with their eyes all a-glow
Will find it hard sleeping tonight

They know that Santa's on his way
He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh
and ev'ry Mother's child is gonnna spy
To see if reindeer really know how to fly

And so I'm offering this simple phrase
To kids from one to ninety-two
Although it's been said many times, many ways
Merry Christmas to you



And so I'm offering this simple phrase
To kids from one to ninety-two
Although It's been said many times, many ways
Merry Christmas to you

Close your eyes, beddy bye tin soldier,
Mommy says that it's time for sleep,
If my folks were wiser and older,
They'd know kids and toys don't need sleep.

Don't be bad little cotton dolly,
See how nice Mickey Mouse sleeps now?
Even my brass drummer boy has stopped all his noise,
Cause he knows it's past bedtime for toys.


Ya know, every Christmas Santa Claus goes all over the world with his reindeer,
sled, and a big bag of toys and he'll come to your house this year too.
But sometimes, just sometimes, he doesn't have enough time to see every little boy and girl because the world is so big.
So maybe we should sing a song for all the children that Santa didn't visit.

Bless the child who has no tin soldier,
No brass drummer boy to put to bed.
He will still grow wiser and older,
Loving one small rag doll instead.

He won't have a cotton dolly,
Mickey Mouse won't come to his house.
Hold that rag doll to your heart, nothing can destroy
The beauty one shall find in one small toy.