Who's That Mystery Man
There's a man of mystery
That all children try and see
Bringing toys and presents too
The good boys and sweet girls who
Don't cause trouble through the years
Acting nicer as he nears
Dressed in furry white and red
While little ones sleep in their beds
Dreaming of all the great treasures
This jolly man leaves with pleasure
Trying not to be to slow
He has a long way to go
Sliding up and down all night
Chimneys that make the white
On his outfit black with ash
In his sleigh he makes a dash
Flying in the cold night air
In the sky with his reindeer
That helps him travel the world
Leaving every boy and girl
Presents from his magic bag
That will empty and soon sag
Because its not full again
A bearded man who's a friend
Brings cheer, joy and lots of love
From the moonlit skies above
One night each year he will fly
On rooftops he'll surely try
Being silent as can be
To remain a mystery
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