When The Fat Guy Tries The Chimney On For Size
When the fat guy tries the chimney on for size
Don't believe your mean big brother's lies
Just leave your milk and cookies on the hearth
And keep on sending letters way up north
When you hear the fat guy's sleigh bells in the snow
Don't let the non-believers tell you no
'Tis the season, you don't need no proof
There's tiny reindeer up there on the roof
When the fat guy does the shimmy down the chute
With rosy cheeks to match his warm, red suit
While everyone's asleep inside your house
He goes about his business like a mouse
When the fat guy leaves your presents 'neath the tree
Don't let your jealous cousins spoil your glee
If they'd been good like you have, here's the deal
They'd be the first to tell you that the fat guy is for real
When the fat guy takes a trip down through the soot
Cleaner than a whistle, head to foot
And goes back up the way he just dropped in
Same time next year to do it all again
When the fat guy tries the chimney on for size
It's only then you start to realize
The more you wanna give than to receive
Is when you feel the magic hidden up the fat guy's sleeve
Oh, my dear darling child
It's so good to see you smile
Don't believe your mean big brother's lies
Just leave your milk and cookies on the hearth
And keep on sending letters way up north
When you hear the fat guy's sleigh bells in the snow
Don't let the non-believers tell you no
'Tis the season, you don't need no proof
There's tiny reindeer up there on the roof
When the fat guy does the shimmy down the chute
With rosy cheeks to match his warm, red suit
While everyone's asleep inside your house
He goes about his business like a mouse
When the fat guy leaves your presents 'neath the tree
Don't let your jealous cousins spoil your glee
If they'd been good like you have, here's the deal
They'd be the first to tell you that the fat guy is for real
When the fat guy takes a trip down through the soot
Cleaner than a whistle, head to foot
And goes back up the way he just dropped in
Same time next year to do it all again
When the fat guy tries the chimney on for size
It's only then you start to realize
The more you wanna give than to receive
Is when you feel the magic hidden up the fat guy's sleeve
Oh, my dear darling child
It's so good to see you smile
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Writer(s): Rodney Crowell
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