Like the down of a thistle
Came with a bound
From his head to his foot

By the chimney with care
And I laughed when I saw him
And filled all the stockings

Tore open the shutters
But I heard him exclaim
The children were nestled
And the beard on his chin
Dash away all
And called them by name

His courses they came
And his clothes were all covered
His dimples, how merry?
To the top of the wall
Now Prancer and Vixen
There arose such a clatter
And the smoke it encircled his head
So, up to the housetop
He held tight in his teeth

Of each little hoof
When out on the lawn
Like a wreath
A bundle of toys

And mom in her kerchief
So lively and quick
Like a bowl full of jelly
As I drew in my head
He sprang to his sleigh
Not a creature was stirring
The stockings were hung
His cheeks were like roses
That shook when he laughed
While visions of sugarplums
He had a broad face
Down the chimney St. Nick
But a miniature sleigh
On Comet, on Cupid
The prancing and pawing
As he drove out of sight
His drawl little mouth
Was drawn up like a bow

Should appear

And St. Nick, too
And a round little belly
All snuggled in bed

Not even a mouse
In spite of myself
Top of the porch

Away they all flew
Soon would be there

A little ol' driver
I knew in a moment
And eight tiny reindeer
Dressed all in fur
Along side his nose
The stump of a pipe
And I in my cap
Danced in their heads

I sprang from my bed
He's chubby and plump
He had flung on his back
And he looked like a peddler
I flew like a flash
With a sleigh full of toys
Yeah, laying a finger

And threw up the sash
Had just settled down
On Doner and Blitzen

He spoke not a word
His nose like a cherry
Now dash away, dash away

To his team, gave a whistle
To see what was the matter
The courses they flew

It must be St. Nick
Now Dasher, now Dancer
As he whistled and shouted
Then in a twinkling
Then turned with a jerk
With ashes and soot
And to all a goodnight"
For a long winter's nap
And giving a nod

Just opening his pack
Up the chimney he rose
More rapid than eagles
Away to the window

His eyes, how they twinkled?
And was turning around

Was as white as the snow
A right jolly old elf
What to my wandering eyes

I heard on the roof

"Happy Christmas to all
In hopes that St. Nicholas
But went straight to his work