We've
been Santa's favorite pets for a long while now,
No dogs nor cats for him, no goats nor cows.
Eight of us in a mob, no-one knew we each had a name
Then came a red-nosed mate who gave us much fame.
No dogs nor cats for him, no goats nor cows.
Eight of us in a mob, no-one knew we each had a name
Then came a red-nosed mate who gave us much fame.
As the leader I am the first reindeer to speed ahead,
"You're my captain, Dasher," that's what Santa usually said.
Dancer is the lightest who could land neatly on a roof
He would brake at the edge with his tiny little hoof.
Skidding and bumping, that
would be good old Prancer,
He is the frisky one and Santa's jolly youngest deer.
The wily one is Vixen, from wolves he could get away,
They hid in the snow hoping we would go astray.
He is the frisky one and Santa's jolly youngest deer.
The wily one is Vixen, from wolves he could get away,
They hid in the snow hoping we would go astray.
At the
speed of a bullet, that's how Comet could fly,
To make sure children slept he'd bleat a lullaby.
To make sure children slept he'd bleat a lullaby.
Cupid has the prettiest eye-lashes you ever did see,
On Santa he'd bat them, who could never stay angry.
An ear-splitting “Stop!” is what Donder would crack,
His thunderous voice helps in getting us back on track.
With
his keen sense of direction Blitzen knows where to go,
He would take us safely through storm and snow.
He would take us safely through storm and snow.
Santa asked Rudolph for help and on that occasion he rose,
Though we did laugh at him, we are
grateful for his nose.
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