He's an Indian giver
Please Santy Claus won't you be mine?
Gonna write Santy Claus a valentine
What list? Don't tell me you're takin' them back
He gives me my Christmas presents in a paper sack
I've been waiting for you all night
How 'bout this nice lump of coal?
And look at all these presents, are they for me, Santa?
She sent me to my poppa and I ain't lying
Ho, ho, hold on a minute now boy
When you bring around the presents in a 'leven foot sack
Don't be no Indian giver
Santa, is it really you? Why, yes
Please Mr. Santy don't take 'em back
He gave me some advice, it sounded all right
He's an Indian giver
I ran to my momma, I was hollerin' and crying
Don't tell me you're an Indian giver
Two hours later he wants it back
But you know that he took it back later that night
I done check my list twice and you don't get no presents
