文本歌词

Twas the Night Before Christmas - Steve Lawrence
Written by：CLEMENT C. MOORE/KEN DARBY/HARRY SIMEONE
Twas 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 through 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 the bed to see what was the matter
The moon on the breast of the new fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid day to objects below
When what to my wondering eyes should appear
But a miniature sleigh and eight tinny reindeer
With a little old driver so lively and quick
I knew in a moment it must be st nick
Must be st nick
A round little face
and a round little belly
That shook when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly
His eyes how they twinkled his dimples how merry
His cheeks were like roses his nose like a cherry
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
Merry Christmas to all
Merry Christmas to all
Merry Christmas to all
and to all a good night