Текст песни Elvis Presley - Santa Bring My Baby Back To Me

Santa, Bring My Baby Back (To Me)

I don't need a lot of presents to make my Christmas bright,
I just need my baby's arms wound around me tight. 

(TACET) Oh Santa,

Hear my plea. Santa, bring my baby back to me.

The Christmas tree is ready, the candles all aglow,
But with my baby far away what good is mistletoe?

(TACET) Oh Santa,

Hear my plea. Santa, bring my baby back to me.

Please make these reindeer hurry; the time is drawin' near.
It sure won't seem like Christmas unless 
(TACET) my baby's here.

Don't fill my sock with candy, no bright and shiny toy.
You wanna make me happy and fill my heart with joy,

(TACET) Then, Santa,

Hear my plea. Santa, bring my baby back to me.

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Hear my plea. Santa, bring my baby back to me.