In Santa's workshop, joy would abound. Laughter and singing, a cheerful sound
But lately something's strange and unclear. Santa's not laughing, he's nowhere near
Oh, Santa, Santa, where did you go? Locked in your office, your spirits grow low
Christmas is love, it's joy and delight. Not silver and gold or profits in sight
One clever elf with a whisper sly, told Santa secrets too good to deny
Save more money, cut down on toys, forget the laughter of girls and boys
Oh, Santa, Santa, where did you go? Locked in your office, your spirits grow low
Christmas is love, it's joy and delight. Not silver and gold or profits in sight
The elves grew worried, no sparkle to find. With Santa's laughter left far behind
We'll go on strike, we'll make no toys. Send back the letters from girls and boys
Children below began to cry. No gifts in sight, no Christmas night
Santa awoke, he looked around and heard the weeping, a sorrowful sound
Oh, what have I done? Santa cried. He threw his greed and plans aside
The joy of children is richer than gold. Their Christmas smiles never grow old
Oh, Santa, Santa, welcome back here. With cheer and laughter we hold you dear
Christmas is love, it's joy and delight. Not silver and gold or profits in sight
Now Santa's workshop is filled with cheer. Elves and toys and laughter near
No gold can match the joy we make. For children's smiles, there's no mistake
Oh, Santa, Santa, never forget. The spirit of Christmas we'll never regret
For joy and wonder, laughter and play, are the gifts of Christmas every day
