I was playing Santa Claus downtown on Christmas Eve
When a little girl of three or four climbed up onto my knee.
I could tell she had a Christmas wish behind those eyes of blue.
So I asked her "What's your name? What can Santa get for you?"

She said "My name is Christmas Carol, I was born on Christmas Day,
I don't know who my daddy is, my mommy's gone away.
All I want for Christmas is someone to take me home.
Does anybody want a Christmas Carol of their own?"

Well, all that I could say was Santa'd do the best he could
and I set her down and told her "Now remember to be good."
She said "I will" then walked away turned and waved goodbye
and I'm glad she wasn't close enough to see old Santa cry.

She said "My name is Christmas Carol, I was born on Christmas Day,
I don't know who my daddy, is my mommy's gone away.
All I want for Christmas is someone to take me home.
Does anybody want a Christmas Carol of their own?"

Early Christmas morning I got up and dialed the phone.
I made a few arrangements with the county children's home.
They told me it would be all right to pick her up today.
Now my little Christmas Carol won't ever have to say:

"My name is Christmas Carol, I was born on Christmas Day,
I don't know who my daddy is, my mommy's gone away.
All I want for Christmas is someone to take me home.
Does anybody want a Christmas Carol of their own?"

Well, Merry Christmas Carol!
I love you!
Welcome home!