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Pete Seeger's Rainbow Quest: Johnny Cash/Roscoe Holcomb [DVD] (Pete Seeger) · Drew's Famous Drew's Kids Totally Rule (Hutchinson, Hutch) · All Hung Up (The Irish Rovers) · Hung at Heart (The Growlers) · Hung Up On... (Magnolias) · Hung (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Hung Up (Groove Da Praia) · Richard Hung Himself: The Best of D.I. (D.I.) · Hung (Napalm Death) · The Best of Brotha Lynch Hung (Brotha Lynch Hung) – and 90 other albums »


The night sky hung so heavy
The wet road shone so bright
Reflecting back my headlights
As I drove on in the night
To Stormy Down.

I drew into
'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
'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse
The stockings were hung by, the chimney with
It was 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
It was 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
'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse
The stockings were hung by the chimney
'Twas the night before Christmas, 
When all through the house, 
Not a creature was stirring, 
Not even a mouse! 
 
The stockings all hung 
By
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
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
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
T'was the night before Christmas and all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse
The stockings were hung by the chimney
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
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
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;
One, two,
'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
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
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
Now the night before Christmas, I was sitting in my house
And there wasn't nothing  moving around, not even a mouse.
The socks were hung by
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
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
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
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
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
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
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