Luyện nghe bài hát The Night Before Christmas

Hey, Dave, 'twas the night before Christmas go!
Hi, boys, I go!

'Twas the before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a
The stockings were hung by the chimney care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas would be there;
One, two, three, four, no, Dave, don't we hear some more!

The were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of danced in their heads;
And in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had settled our heads for a winter's nap,
out on the lawn there a rose such a clatter,
I from my bed to see what was the matter.

to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the and threw up the sash.
The moon was shining on the snow
the look will right on the ground below,
When, what to my wondering eyes appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and tiny reindeer,

a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a it must be St. Nick.
More faster eagles the reindeer came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and them by name;

"Now, Dasher! Now, Dancer! Now, and Vixen!
On, Comet! On Cupid! On, and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! away all!"

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the
The and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my hand, and was around,
the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with and soot;
A bundle of he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler opening his pack.

His eyes -- how twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were roses, his nose like a cherry!
His cute little was just like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the

He had a broad and a little round belly,
That shook, like a of jelly.
He was and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a of his head,
gave me to know I had nothing to dread;

He spoke not a word, but went to his work,
And all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he
He sprang to his sleigh, to his gave a whistle,
And away they all flew the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he out of sight,
"Merry to all, and good-night."