UP ON SANTA CLAUS MOUNTAIN (Lorrie Morgan) Lorrie Morgan (with Children's Chorus) - 1993 Up on Santa Clause mountain it's Christmas all the time Toys and dolls and Christmas trees and everything in rhyme Boys and girls with golden curls as happy as can be Up on Santa Clause mountain, won't you come with me We will go together up the winding trail There we'll see Ol' Santa Clause reading all his mail We will ride his reindeer and drive them through the snow Up on Santa Clause mountain, how'd you like to go (Up on Santa Clause mountain it's Christmas all the time) (Toys and dolls and Christmas trees and everything in rhyme) (Boys and girls with golden curls as happy as can be) (Up on Santa Clause mountain, won't you come with me) We will go together up the winding trail There we'll see old Santa Clause reading all his mail (We will ride his reindeer and drive them through the snow) (Up on Santa Clause mountain) How'd you like to go SPOKEN: LORRIE: Kids, come on, it's Santa's mountain GIRL: Let's go. GIRL: Me first! KIDS: Hah-hah-hah-hah-hah-hah. BOY: Look, it's the Elfs' workshop! GIRL: Isn't it wonderful. KIDS: Yeah, yeah. LORRIE: Look, they're makin' toy soldiers, Kids. Red, white and blue. And reindeer that fly really are true. GIRL: I smell something sweet. And it's cookies, I'll bet. GIRL: And they're all for old Santa. KIDS: Has anyone seen him yet? BOY: Get off the track! They've just made a train and it's blowing its whistle again and again. LORRIE: Look over there, somethin's stirrin' around. BOY: Yeah, and it's red, white and furry. GIRL: Well it's big and round. LORRIE: It's Santa, Kids. And he's checkin' his list. But we gotta go, so blow him a kiss. BOY: Santa, I'll see ya in a couple of nights. And when you ride through the sky.... KIDS: Please hold on tight! Up on Santa Clause mountain (Up on Santa Claus mountain) It's Christmas all the time (Christmas all the time) Toys and dolls and Christmas trees and everything in rhyme (Up on Santa Claus mountain) Boys and girls with golden curls as happy as can be Up on Santa Clause mountain, won't you come with me We will go together up a winding trail There we'll see Ol' Santa Clause reading all his mail We will ride his reindeer and drive them through the snow Up on Santa Clause mountain, how'd you like to go Up on Santa Clause mountain, how'd you like to go (Transcribed by Mel Priddle - December 2005)