When I look out frosted windows,
There’s a Christmas I remember;
All because of Rudolph’s NOSE .
Even now I stand on tiptoes
(A short frame – though I’m older)
When I look out frosted windows.
I had heard of how his sniffer glows
So Santa can see from the polar –
All because of Rudolph’s NOSE .
Seeing a light, to my feet I arose;
Pressing toward the pane! Tis torture
When I look out frosted windows.
Leaned too far against some gizmos;
Demolished the table and all its splendor.
All because of Rudolph’s NOSE !
Now I won’t rush, the family knows,
Only to see a taillight luster;
When I look out frosted windows –
All because of Rudolph’s NOSE .