when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring,
In hopes that St. Nicholas
The children were nestled
While visions of sugar plums
there arose such a clatter
to see what was the matter,
When what to my wonderin'
and eight groovy reindeer,
With the little old driver so lively and quick
More rapid than eagles his
And he whistled and shouted
I dash away, dash away, dash away all
St. Nicholas came with a bow
His eyes how they twinkled,
His cheeks were like roses,
That shook when he laughed
like a bowl full of jelly
but went straight to his work
And filled all the stockings,
And givin' a nod up the chimney he rose
To his team gave a whistle
Like the down of a thistle
And to all a good night! laughs