Little Saint Nick - Pentatonix

Lyrics by：Mike Love/Brian Wilson

Composed by：Mike Love/Brian Wilson

Merry Christmas Saint Nick

Christmas comes this time each year

Well way up north where the air gets cold

There's a tale about Christmas that you've all been told

And a real famous cat all dressed up in red

And he spends the whole year working out on his sled

It's the little Saint Nick

Little Saint Nick

It's the little Saint Nick

Little Saint Nick

Just a little bobsled we call it old Saint Nick

But she'll walk a toboggan with a four speed stick

She's candy-apple red with a ski for a wheel

And when Santa hits the gas man just watch her peel

It's the little Saint Nick

Little Saint Nick

It's the little Saint Nick

Little Saint Nick

Run run reindeer

Run run reindeer

Run run reindeer

Run run reindeer

He don't miss no one

And hauling through the snow at a frightening speed

With a half a dozen deer with Rudy to lead

He's gotta wear his goggles because the snow really flies

And he's cruising every pad with a little surprise

It's the little Saint Nick

Little Saint Nick

It's the little Saint Nick

Little Saint Nick

Merry Christmas Saint Nick

Christmas comes this time each year

Merry Christmas Saint Nick

Christmas comes this time each year

Merry Christmas Saint Nick

Christmas comes this time each year