Untitled upload for Bill Mann

Duration

3:07

Genres

Holiday / Seasonal

Description

Lyrics

The Ballad of Mrs. Kringle By Bill Mann and J. Martin Johnson © 2000 Melodic Emergence Publishing (ASCAP)/Candilane Music (BMI) Here comes Santa Claus, here comes Santa Claus, Thanks to you-know-who… Christmastime at the old North Pole, time is growing short Still got lots of toys to make and lots of mail to sort But the workshop’s a little bit crazy and all the elves are way behind So you have to stop and wonder, “is it gonna get done on time?” But all decked out in red and white, with a twinkle in her eye Santa’s best kept secret laughs and takes it all in stride So here’s to Mrs. Kringle, or Mrs. Claus if you prefer ‘Cause Santa’d seldom make it out the door if not for her She’s the nutmeg on his eggnog, she’s the snow beneath his sleigh If not for her things just wouldn’t be the same on Christmas Day She’s the one who reads those letters sent from all around the world And the one who fills his sack with toys for all the boys and girls She sees to every detail with a special charm and grace And sends old Santa off to work with a smile upon his face She even packs his map and compass, ‘cause he gets lost among the stars And he won’t stop and ask directions. You know how husbands are! So here’s to Mrs. Kringle, or Mrs. Claus if you prefer ‘Cause Santa’d seldom make it out the door if not for her She’s the nutmeg on his eggnog, she’s the snow beneath his sleigh If not for her things just wouldn’t be the same on Christmas Day Repeat Chorus and last line Mrs. Kringle all the way Melodic Emergence Publishing (ASCAP)/Harmonic Emergence Publishing (BMI) 1028 Berwick Trail, Madison TN 37115, Tel: 615-498-8210, Email: yourheartknows@mac.com