I was playin' Santa Claus downtown on Christmas Eve,
When a little girl of three or four climbed up on to my knee.
I could tell she had a Christmas wish behind those eyes of blue,
So I asked her: "What's your name an' what can Santa get for you?"

She said: "My name is Christmas Carol, I was born on Christmas day.
"I don't know who my Daddy is an Mummy's gone away.
"All I want for Christmas is someone to take me home.
"Does anybody want a Christmas Carol of their own."

Well all that I could say was Santa'd do the best he could,
An' I sat her down and told her: "Now remember to be good."
She said: "I will", then walked away; turned an' waved goodbye,
An' I'm glad she wasn't close enough to see ol' Santa cry.

She said: "My name is Christmas Carol, I was born on Christmas day.
"I don't know who my Daddy is an Mummy's gone away.
"All I want for Christmas is someone to take me home.
"Does anybody want a Christmas Carol of their own."

Instrumental Break.

Early Christmas mornin', I got up an' dialled the 'phone,
An' made a few arrangements with the County Children's Home.
They told me it would be all right, to pick her today:
Now my little Christmas Carol won't ever have to say:

"My name is Christmas Carol, I was born on Christmas day.
"I don't know who my Daddy is an Mummy's gone away.
"All I want for Christmas is someone to take me home.
"Does anybody want a Christmas Carol of their own."

Well, Merry Christmas, Carol,
I love you: welcome home!