Mrs. Claus must be so lonely every Christmas day
Cause her man is on the clock and miles and miles away
She does her best to put on one brave holly jolly face
While hanging up his and hers stockings on the fireplace
Oh Mrs. Claus, I'm sorry you are down
Sorry that each Christmas day your man is not around
Mrs. Claus must be so worried every Christmas Eve
But she knows she cannot wear her heart upon her sleeve
She keeps busy tending to the elves and reindeer
And tries her best to muster every bit of Christmas cheer
Oh Mrs. Claus, I'm sorry you are glum
Sorry that you can't snuggle up with your sugarplum
Mrs. Claus has built a continent of gingerbread
Trying to stop the anxious worries dancing round her head
All the elves think that she's fa-la-la-la-lost her mind
But they know that she'll be right as rain come summertime
Oh Mrs. Claus, I'm sorry you are sad
No amount of eggnog can stop you from feeling bad
Oh Mrs. Claus, so downhearted and blue
Binge eating the Christmas cookies and the fruitcake too
Better not pout better not cry, Santa's on his way
But there was no room for Mrs. Claus in his red sleigh
She sits patiently in the workshop at the north pole
Waiting for the man she loves with all her heart and soul
Oh Mrs. Claus, we raise a glass to you
No one else can stand beside their man quite like you do
Oh Mrs. Claus, I'm sorry for your pain
Hold your man don't let him go til it's Christmas once again