Twas the Night Before Christmas-Fred Waring & His Pennsylvanians

[ti:'twas the Night Before Christmas] [ar:Fred Waring & His Pennsylvanians] [al:Canzoni Di Natale] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]'twas the Night Before Christmas - Fred Waring & His Pennsylvanians [00:06.93]Lyrics by：Riley King [00:13.87]Composed by：Riley King [00:20.81]'Twas the night before Christmas when all through the house [00:25.81]Not a creature was stirring not even a mouse [00:32.68]The stockings were hung by the chimney with care [00:37.24]In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there [00:45.18]The children were nestled all snug in their wee little beds [00:51.86]While visions of sugar plums danced in their wee little heads [01:02.98]Mamma in her kerchief and I in my cap [01:07.31]Had just settled down for a long winter's nap [01:23.49]When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter [01:26.53]I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter [01:29.58]Away to the window I flew like a flash [01:31.22]Tore open the shutters threw open the sash [01:34.75]And what to my wondering eyes should appear [01:38.55]But a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer [01:44.69]With a little old driver so lively and quick [01:47.77]That I knew right away that it must be St Nick [01:54.21]More rapid than eagles his coursers they came [01:57.14]And he whistled and shouted and called them by name [02:00.16]Now dasher now dancer now Prancer now Vixen [02:02.90]On comet on cupid on Donner and Blitzen [02:09.37]To the top of the porch to the top of the wall [02:12.42]Dash away dash away dash away dash away all [02:18.49]So up to the house top the coursers they flew [02:21.77]With the sleigh full of toys and St Nicholas too [02:27.80]And then in a twinkling I heard on the roof [02:30.56]All the clattering noise of these galloping hoofs [02:36.94]All bundled in fur from his head to his foot [02:39.93]His clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot [02:42.99]I drew in my head and was turning around [02:45.92]When down the chimney he came with a bound [02:55.00]A bag full of toys he had slung on his back [02:57.63]And he looked like a little old peddler [03:00.62]Just opening his pack [03:12.85]Eyes how they twinkled so gay [03:14.89]And dimples how merry were they [03:17.42]His cheeks were like roses when kissed by the sun [03:20.39]His nose like a cherry all wrinkled with fun [03:23.11]His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow [03:25.58]The beard on his chin was as white as the snow [03:30.29]The stump of a little old pipe [03:32.38]He held tight in his teeth [03:35.24]The smoke went around and around [03:36.84]And around his head like a wreath [03:39.99]Oh he was so jolly and plump a right [03:42.52]Jolly old jolly old elf [03:44.73]And I laughed and I laughed and [03:45.88]I laughed when I saw him [03:47.25]In spite of myself [03:49.54]He had a round face [03:51.86]And a little round belly [03:54.09]That shook when he laughed [03:56.62]Like a bowl full of jelly [03:59.17]He gave me a wink of his eye and [04:01.40]A twist of his head [04:03.98]Judging by that sight [04:04.98]I knew all the while I had nothing to dread [04:11.07]He spoke no word [04:14.46]But went straight to his work [04:17.95]He filled all the stockings then turned with a jerk [04:24.84]And laying a finger aside of his nose [04:31.84]And giving a nod up the chimney he rose [04:42.34]He sprang to his sleigh to his team gave a whistle [04:47.57]And away they all flew like the down of a thistle [04:53.39]But I heard him exclaim as he drove out of sight [05:02.28]Merry Christmas to all and to all good night [05:26.70]'Tis the night after Christmas [05:28.66]And all through the house [05:31.55]Not a creature is stirring not even a mouse [05:38.76]The presents are scattered and broken like tears [05:43.21]And St Nicholas won't come again for a year [05:53.16]The children are nestled [05:55.43]All snug in their wee little beds [06:02.96]While memories of sugar plums dance [06:07.52]In their wee little heads [06:20.55]Mamma in her kerchief pappa in his cap [06:25.91]Are settled at last [06:31.70]For a long winter's nap