Perry Como Sings Merry Christmas Music - 1957 RCA Victor compilation
'Twas the Night Before Christmas  ~ 1953 Recording
‘Twas the night before Christmas,  
when all through the house, 
not a creature was stirring, 
not even a mouse!
The stockings all hung 
by the chimney with care, 
in hopes that St. Nicholas 
soon would be there!
The children were nestled 
all safe in their beds, 
while visions of sugarplums 
danced in their heads!
And Mom 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 my bed 
to see what was the matter!
Away to the window 
I flew like a flash, 
tore open the shutters 
and threw up the sash!
The moon on the breast 
of the new fallen snow, 
gave the lustre of midday 
to object below!
When what to my wandering eyes 
should appear, 
but a miniature sleigh 
and eight tiny reindeer!
With a little ol’ driver 
so lively and quick, 
I knew in a moment 
it must be St. Nick!
More rapid than eagles 
his courses they came, 
as he whistled and shouted 
and called them by name:
"Now Dasher, 
now Dancer, 
now Prancer, 
now Vixen, 
on Comet, 
on Cupid, 
on Doner 
an’ Blitzen!"
To the top of the porch, 
to the top of the wall, 
now dash-away, dash-away, 
dash-away all!
As dry leaves 
before the wild hurricane fly, 
when they meet with an obstacle 
mount to the sky.
So, up to the housetop 
the courses they flew, 
with a sleigh full of toys 
and St. Nicholas too!
And then in a twinkling 
I heard on the roof, 
the prancing and pawing 
of each little hoof!
As I drew in my head 
and was turning around, 
down the chimney St. Nicholas 
came with a bound!
He was dressed all in fur 
from his head to his foot, 
and his clothes were all tarnished 
with ashes and soot!
A bundle of toys 
he had flung on his back, 
and he looked like a peddler 
just opening his pack!
His eyes how they twinkled, 
his dimples how merry, 
his cheeks were like roses, 
his nose like a cherry!
His drawl little mouth 
was drawn up like a bow, 
and the beard of his chin 
was a white as the snow!
The stump of his pipe 
he held tight in his teeth, 
and the smoke it encircled his head 
like a wreath!
He had a broad face 
and a round little belly, 
that shook when he laughed 
like a bowl full of jelly!
He was chubby and plump, 
a right jolly old elf, 
I laughed when I saw him 
in spite of myself!
A wink of his eye 
and a twist of his head, 
soon gave me to know 
I had nothing to dread!
He spoke not a word 
but went straight to his work, 
and filled all the stockings, 
then turned with a jerk!
An’ laying a finger 
along side his nose, 
an’ giving a nod, 
up the chimney he rose!
He sprang to his sleigh, 
to his team gave a whistle, 
an’ away they all flew 
like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim 
as he drove out of sight, 
"Happy Christmas to All, 
and to All a Goodnight!" 
Poem by Clement Clarke Moore
with original music by Ray Charles  
Original RCA Recording
With String Ensemble Directed by Mitchell Ayres
Produced by Henri René
Recorded RCA Victor Studio 2, New York City
Recorded June 22, 1953

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