Lyrics
Satan nipping at your nose, getting in between your toes
Hanging lots of mistletoes
Jingling bells all the way, in his red hot evil sleigh
Oh what fun it is to play
Uh, oh!
This side of heaven
Sinners on an open fire, led along by there desire
Crying oh so sorry from his choir
Frosty in his lack of love, nabbing soles from up above
Those aren't the wings of a dove
Oh when I lay my head down to sleep
I pray dear Lord my soul to keep
Please love and guide me through the night
Lord wake me to the morning light
© 2001 Eddy Mann
