A Child With A Toy

There is no greater joy
Than a child with a toy
A little girl, a little boy
At Christmas time
Knowing Santa's on the way
Warms their hearts every day
Boys and girls, oh, how they play
They play at Christmas time

The glitter of the lights
Oh, the music fills the air
And all the small fries are enjoying the spirit
Of Christmas everywhere

Little ones lying down to sleep, sleep
Pray to God their souls to keep
They're all hoping that Santa makes his creep
He makes his creep at Christmas time

The glitter of the lights
And the music fills the air
And all the small fries enjoying the spirit
Of Christmas everywhere
Little ones lying down to sleep
Pray to God their, oh, their souls to keep
They're all hoping that Santa makes his creep
He makes his creep at Christmas time

There's no greater joy than a child with a toy at Christmas