You hear so much of Santa Claus
When Christmas bells ring clear,
But we hear precious little
Of his wife he loves so dear;
I'm sending her a message,
From my work I'll gladly pause;
To wish a Merry Christmas,
To dear Mrs. Santa Claus.
Mrs. Santa's scissors
They go snip, snip, snip!
And she makes things in a jiffy
With a clip, clip, clip!
What would Santa do without her?
There's so much that's nice about her,
He would miss her if she took a holiday!
He's glad to have her help him,
He will tell, tell, tell!
She's the reason he does all he does
So well, well, well!
Mrs. Santa's love is steady,
With her help she's always ready,
And we love her just because
She is Mrs. Santa Claus.

We talk so much of Santa Claus
When Christmas time draws near,
But lovely Mrs. Santa,
What about her do you hear?
She must not be forgotten,
And I sing her praise because
She does so much for others,
Dear old Mrs. Santa Claus!
Mrs. Santa's scissors
They go snip, snip, snip!
And she makes things in a jiffy
With a clip, clip, clip!
What would Santa do without her?
There's so much that's nice about her,
He would miss her if she took a holiday!
He's glad to have her help him,
He will tell, tell, tell!
She's the reason he does all he does
So well, well, well!
Mrs. Santa's love is steady,
With her help she's always ready,
And we love her just because
She is Mrs. Santa Claus.