We Three Kings Of Orient Are

I'd must leave tonight, then how the rain they loved him, as they shouted out with a gleam, wrote either red nose or reindeer, you'll go down in history. Rude off the red nose, reindeer, had a very shiny nose, and if you ever saw him, you would even say it'd go.

All of the kids used to laugh and call him Then one foggy Christmas Eve Santa came to say You'd all admit you're no so bright Would you guide my insulate and I Then I'll arrange, they'll love him As they shouted out with glee Go to the red-picked reindeer You'll go down in history