'Twas the night Christmas and all through the house Not a was stirring, not even a mouse The stockings were hung by, the chimney care in hopes that St. Nicholas would soon be
The children were all nestled, all snug in beds while of sugarplums danced in their heads
And momma in her and I in my cap Had just settled down for a long nap When out on the lawn arose such a clatter I sprang from my bed to see was the matter!
Away to the window, I like a flash Tore the shutters and threw up the sash
The moon on the breast of the new fallen Gave the of midday to objects below what to my wandering eyes should appear But a sleigh and eight tiny reindeer!
With a little ol' so lively and quick I knew in a moment, it be St. Nick!
More than eagles, his courses they came As he whistled and and called them by name Now Dasher, now Dancer, now and Vixen On Comet, on Doner, an'
To the top of the porch, to the top of the Now dash-away, all
And as dry leaves before the wild hurricanes fly When meet with an obstacle mount sky So up to the housetop the they flew a sleigh full of toys and St. Nicholas too
And then in a twinkling I on the roof The prancing and of each little hoof
Ands I drew in my head and was around Down the chimney St. Nicholas with a bound He was all in fur from his head to his foot And his clothes were all tarnished with and soot
A of toys, he sprung on his back And he looked like a, a peddler just opening his
His how they twinkled, his dimples how merry His cheeks like roses, his nose like a cherry His drawl mouth was drawn up like a bow And the beard of his chin was as as the snow
The of a pipe, he held tight in his teeth And the smoke it his head like a wreath
He had a broad little face and a, a little belly That shook he laughed like a bowl full of jelly He was chubby and plump, and a, a jolly old elf I laughed when I saw him in of myself
A wink of his eye and a of his head Soon gave me to I had nothing to dread
He not a word but went straight to his work And all the stockings, and then turned with a jerk An' laying a finger side his nose An' a nod up the chimney he rose
He to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle An' away they all flew the down of a thistle
But I him exclaim as he drove out of sight Merry Christmas to all, Merry to all And to all a