Was the night before Christmas
When 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
When out on the lawn there a rose such a clatter
I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter
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 faster than eagles the reindeer 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 all
