B.b. King – Back Door Santa Lyrics

They call me the Back Door Santa

I make my runs about the break of day

They call me the Back Door Santa

I make my runs about the break of day

I make all the little girls happy

While the boys are out to play

I ain’t like the old Saint Nick

He don’t come but once a year

I ain’t like the old Saint Nick

He don’t come but once a year

I come runnin’ with my presents

Every time they call me dear

I keep some change in my pocket, in case the children are

I give ’em a few pennies so that we can be alone

I leave the back door open so if anybody smells a mouse

And wouldn’t old Santa be in trouble if there ain’t no

chimney in the house

They call me the Back Door Santa

I make my runs about the break of day

I make all the little girls happy

While all the boys are out to play

They call me the Back Door Santa

Yeah, that’s what they call me

They call me the Back Door Santa

Yeah, that’s what they call me