Now listen little children, and I'll tell a story trueAnd better you remember, for it means a lot to you. And if you heed the lesson, then when Christmas time is here,

You'll get a lot of presents, and a lot of Christmas cheer.

The Lookout Man is walking when the stars begin to peep,

To see if little children are in bed and fast asleep; And all who act up naughty and don't mind their ma's and pa's,

The Lookout Man is watching, and he'll tell old Santa Claus.

I knew a little fellow once who got real bad and said He didn't care for Santa Claus, and wouldn't go to bed;

Said that he didn't have to mind-0, he was awful bad.

And didn't care the leastest mite 'bout making folks feel sad.

But when it came to Christmas time he didn't get a thing!

'Cause Santa Claus had heard of him, and not a thing he'd bring.

He knew that bad boy's record-better mind your ma's and pa's

The Lookout Man is watching, and he'll tell old Santa Claus.