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Clement Clarke Moore - words (1823), wbiro - music
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2020 wbiro
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November 29, 2020
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(Intro: It happened so long ago... But it seems like only yesterday:) 'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there. The children were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads; And mamma in her kerchief, and I in my cap, Had just settled down for a long winter's nap. When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter; Away to the window I flew, like a flash, Tore open the shutters, and threw up the sash; The moon on the crest of the new fallen snow Gave a luster of midday to objects below; When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, But a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer! With a little old driver, so lively and quick I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick! More rapid than eagles his coursers they came, And he whistled and shouted, and called them by name: "Now Dasher! Now Dancer! Now Prancer! and Vixen! "On Comet! On Cupid! On Donder! and Blitzen! "To the top of the porch, to the top of the wall, "Now dash away, dash away, dash away all!" As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky; So up to the house-top the coursers they flew, With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too! And then in a twinkling I heard on the roof The prancing and pawing of each of their hoof; As I drew in my head, and was turning around, Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound! He was dressed all in fur from his head to his foot, And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot; A bundle of toys he had flung on his back, And he looked like a pedlar just opening his pack. His eyes, how they twinkled, his dimples, how merry, His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry! His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow! The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth, And the smoke, it encircled his head like a wreath! He had a broad face, and a little round belly That shook when he laughed like a bowl full of jelly! He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf, And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself! A wink of his eye, and a twist of his head Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread! He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work, And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk, And laying his finger aside of his nose, And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose! He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle, And away they all flew like the down of a thistle. But I heard him exclaim 'ere he drove out of sight, "Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!!"
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