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I remember Christmas Eve in Nineteen Eighty Four
The ground was snowy white
When someone knocked upon my door
I opened it to reveal such a sorry sight

Poor Santa stood there in his coat of red
Tears were forming in his blue eyes
For Rudolph was ill and had gone home to bed
Santa asked could I help guide him through the skies?

Santa didn’t want to let the children down
For Christmas is such a special day
They should have smiles and not a frown
So I said ‘Yes Santa, I’ll help to pull the sleigh’

I quickly pulled on my reindeer costume
Then climbed aboard the sleigh
Headed off guided by the light of the moon
To deliver presents for Christmas Day

All around the world we flew
Delivering gifts to good girls and boys
My sense of achievement grew and grew
As we left sack after sack of toys

Before the sun rose our job was done
I flew home so I could sleep in my bed
Knowing I had helped the children have fun
I’ll never forget the night I pulled Santa’s sled

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