Santa Claus Blues

Lyrics
[Chorus] No money, no honey to buy a present for me Nobody, no toddy to make things pleasant for me Last night my stocking I hung Just like when I was young But this morning there was a vacancy No mingling, no jingling coin No pickin' on chicken, pork chop, tenderloin Soon I'll hear the New Year's chimes That just means more hard times Bad luck, you're hard to lose I got the Santa Claus blues [Chorus 2] No money, no honey to buy a present for me Nobody, no toddy to make things pleasant for me Last night my stocking I hung Just like when I was young But this morning there was a vacancy No mingling, no jingling coin No pickin' on chicken, pork chop, tenderloin It seems that every now and then The poor house pages me again Bad luck, you're hard to lose I got the Santa Claus blues
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Credits
- Writers
- Gus Kahn
- Charley Straight