The Christmas Riddle

Children may I tell a riddle

Of someone who's dear to you

Maybe you will guess the answer

Long before I'm through

Riddle, a riddle, oh tell us a riddle

Tell us a riddle, please do

Well, long ago there lived a bishop

Who was such a kindly man

All his life was spent in giving

That was how it all began

And they say he rode a white horse

As he went from door to door

Giving presents, sweets and good things

Need I tell you any more

Riddle, a riddle, it still is a riddle

Tell us, oh please tell us more

Next the legend says the children

Would leave hay in a wooden shoe

For the white horse he was riding

Now you have another clue

You gave us a clue, you gave us a clue

About hay in a wooden shoe

He has many another name

In many another far-off land

But no matter what the language

Every child will understand

Well now, when you hang your stocking

He was why that all began

All the world has kept the custom

Of this kind and saintly man

We've got it, we've got it, we just guessed the riddle

We know how it all began

Yes, you know now, 'twas Saint Nicholas

For giving gifts he was the cause

Some have named him dear Kris Kringle

Others call him Santa Claus

And much like the sweet Dutch children

Who'd leave hay in a wooden shoe

Others leave some for the reindeer

And give presents too

Riddle, the riddle, we guessed the riddle

The riddle of dear old Saint Nick

The riddle of old Saint Nick