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Hang up the baby's stocking,
Be sure you don't forget;
The dear little dimpled darling,
She never saw Christmas yet.
But I've told her all about it,
And she opened her big blue eyes;
And I'm sure she understood it,
She looked so funny and wise.
Hang up the baby's stocking,
Be sure you don't forget!
The dear little dimpled darling,
She ne'er saw Christmas yet.
Dear, what a tiny stocking!
It doesn't take much to hold
Such little pink toe's as baby's
Away from the frost and the cold.
But then, for the baby's Christmas,
It will never do at all.
Why! Santa wouldn't be looking
For anything half so small.
Hang up the baby's stocking,
Be sure you don't forget!
The dear little dimpled darling,
She ne'er saw Christmas yet.
I know what I will do for the baby.
I've thought of the very best plan:
I'll borrow a stocking of Grandma's,
The longest that ever I can.
And you'll hang it by mine, dear mother,
Right here in the corner so,
And leave a letter to Santa,
And fasten it in the toe.
Hang up the baby's stocking,
Be sure you don't forget!
The dear little dimpled darling,
She ne'er saw Christmas yet.
Write, "This is the baby's stocking,
That hangs in the corner here.
You never have seen her, Santa,
For she only came this year.
But she's just the blessed-est baby,
And now before you go,
Just cram her stocking with goodies,
From the top clean down to the toe."
Hang up the baby's stocking,
Be sure you don't forget!
The dear little dimpled darling,
She ne'er saw Christmas yet.
Note: This song was contributed through the GEST Message Board by Jim Armstrong in response to a request from Linda Swett, whose father, Harry Hayter Bailey [1922-2002], was born in Goose Cove, Trinity Bay, NL, and died in Medford, Massachuetts. One of Linda's earliest memories is of her father singing this song to her brothers and sisters.
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