Trisha Yearwood - Santa on the rooftop

^FI was walking home on Christmas eve ^AmThe whole neighborhood was fast asleep ^FThe snow was falling, coming down hard ^GThe place looked like a picture post card. ^FAnd when my house came into view ^AmI noticed something up on the roof ^FYou can't imagine my surprise ^GWhen I looked up and realized.

^FIt was Santa on the rooftop And our house was Santa's f^Amirst roof stop The reindeer were quiet as ^Fa mouse Didn't make a sound ^GSanta got ready to make his way down He had one f^Foot in the chimney Destination our brand new^Am Christmas tree ^FI knew everyone was gonna be shocked ^GWhen I told them I saw Santa on the rooftop.

^FI tried to get home right away ^AmBut I was just a little too late ^FThe gifts were laid out under the tree ^GBut no sign of Mister SC. ^FI ran over to the fireplace ^AmBut there was nothing but an empty space ^FGot everybody up out of bed ^GTheir eyes opened wide when I said.

^FIt was Santa on the rooftop And our house was Santa's f^Amirst roof stop The reindeer were quiet as ^Fa mouse Didn't make a sound ^GSanta got ready to make his way down He had one f^Foot in the chimney Destination our brand new^Am Christmas tree ^FI knew everyone was gonna be shocked ^GWhen I told them I saw Santa on the rooftop.

^FSome people think the man's a myth ^AmI had my doubts, I admit ^FThey'll laugh and criticize ^GWhen somebody says with that look in their eyes.

^FIt was Santa on the rooftop And our house was Santa's f^Amirst roof stop The reindeer were quiet as ^Fa mouse Didn't make a sound ^GSanta got ready to make his way down He had one f^Foot in the chimney Destination our brand new^Am Christmas tree ^FI knew everyone was gonna be shocked ^GWhen I told them I saw Santa on the rooftop^F. ^GWhen I told them I saw Santa on the rooftop^F. ^GWhen I said I saw Santa on the rooftop.