Red Ryder (Reprise #3): Ralphie To The Rescue! (Reprise)

RANDY:
Ralphie, are you asleep?

RALPHIE:
No. Are you?

RANDY:
I don't think so. Are you goin' to sleep soon?

RALPHIE:
I hope so. I'm trying.

RANDY:
Yeah, me too.

RALPHIE:
I toss and turn
Turn and toss again
Hear the clock tick and tock, it goes
So slow
Legs criss and cross again
Count a billion sheep
But I still can't sleep

RANDY:
Right when I'm gonna bust
Flip, flop and readjust

RALPHIE:
Kick out of bed instead

My mind begins to race
Something's taking place
Every year I wait up to hear him go
'Ho, ho ho'

'Cause I know somewhere hovering over Indiana
Santa's covering ground with lightning speed

High above the town
Flying down
Better catch him quick
Ole Saint Nick
Maybe he's still in Evansville or

Somewhere hovering over Indiana
Across the whole state
And straight to me

RANDY:
I tried real hard to be good this year

RALPHIE:
But I made a mistake or two

RANDY:
Or twelve

RALPHIE:
He understood this year
Right?

When I spelled, I spat

RANDY:
When I killed our cat

KIDS:
Please let my name exist
Far from that naughty list
I would be twice as nice
If he would unpack
Something from his sack
Something better than
Just a sweater
We'll see
What he
Might bring me

Somewhere hovering over Indiana
Santa's covering ground and gaining speed

High above the town
Flying down
On a reindeer flight
Through the night
Zooming into Bloomington or

Somewhere hovering over Indiana
Across the whole state
And straight to me

He'll go swerving down the hill
Catch the curve around the mill
Maybe swoop and loop and scrape a maple tree
You might spot him in the fields
Careful not to wake Miss Shields
Hope he hurries
Through the flurries
Santa get here pretty please

He's somewhere hovering over Indiana
Flying clear to Rensselaer
Down to get to Lafayette
See you later in Decatur
Could be roamin' right to Hohman
That sleigh is on the way, it's

Somewhere hovering over Indiana
(It's Christmas, it's Christmas, it's Christmas, it's Christmas)
Across the whole state

THE OLD MAN:
Hey, what's that racket up there?

MOTHER:
Shhh!

KIDS:
And straight

MOTHER:
Boys, get to bed

KIDS:
To me
Somewhere hovering over Indiana
To me!