His long nose, pointed, and warted on the end
Scrooge never liked nobody, never really had a friend
His body is bent over, so he has to use a cane
Hardly ever see him smilin'..on his face the frowns remain

He's filthy rich, never laughs at nothin' funny
Keeps hoardin' all his money, heartless as a wooden stooge
A mean old man..who'd even kick a bunny,
The skinny, stingy geezer, they call Ebenezer Scrooge..

Old Scrooge runs a counting house, Bob Cratchit is his clerk
Pays him a meager sal'ry, and long hours makes him work
He says, "Bah Humbug!" to Christmas..everything
And never gives to charities...makes sharp remarks that sting..

So filthy rich, doesn't laugh at nothin' funny
He's always hoardin' money, heartless as a wooden stooge
One mean old man..he'd even kick a bunny,
That skinny, stingy geezer, they call Ebenezer Scrooge..

Oh, his partner died,...Jacob Marley was his name
In his sleep, a chained and tortured ghost of Jacob Marley came,
He told old Scrooge that he'd better change his ways
Or he will face the same sad fate, and numbered are his days

Ungodly rich, never laughs at nothin' funny
Been hoardin' all his money, heartless as a wooden stooge
This mean old guy..who'd even kick a bunny,
A skinny, stingy geezer, they call Ebenezer Scrooge..

The ghost of the past shows Ebenezer as a boy
And a lady named, Belle, whom he once loved, long ago..
But the greed for cash..was a force so much stronger,
The scenes arouse emotion, and the tears begin to flow

Next night the ghost of Christmas present, he must face
And he's taken to a Christmas at his clerk, Bob's place
There, Tiny Tim, the son of Cratchit..hobbles with a crutch
And once more Ebenezer is affected very much..

Pow'erfll'y rich, never laughs at nothin' funny
Just misers all his money, heartless as a wooden stooge
One mean old man ..he'd even kick a bunny,
An old grimy geezer they call Ebenezer Scrooge..

On the very next evening, comes the ghost of the future
Takes him off to a funeral, but it doesn't show who's dead
Scrooge begs the ghost..to disclose who is departed
Sees his own name on a tombstone, and he sadly hangs his head..

He wakes up on Christmas morning, and feels his heart still beat
He's so glad and overjoyed..that he rushes in the street
Shouts out Merry Christmas..turkey's sent to Bob, from him
Shows bursting generosity..and love for Tiny Tim..

He now, shares wealth, and laughs when things are funny
To charity gives money..No more heartless as a stooge
Becomes a man..who'd never kick a bunny
A human Christmas present is old Ebenezer Scrooge

A human Christmas present is old Ebenezer Scrooge