"T'was the Night Before Christmas in The Olde Savannah Inn"
T'was the night before Christmas, and all through the inn, Rooms lay in wait for the celebrations to begin.
The garland was draped on the mantles with care, in hopes that our guests soon will appear.
Later as Guests nestled all snug in their beds, visions of Kathleen's breakfast danced in their heads,
Kathleen in her apron mixing spoon in hand made good on her promise that Christmas would be grand.
When out on the stoop there arose such a clatter, we jumped to our feet to see what was the matter.
Away to the window we flew like a flash, tore open the shutters, and threw up the sash.
The moon of Savannah illuminated below, a Christmas like scene without the snow.
When, what to our wondering eyes should appear, a horse drawn carriage drawing near.
With an old Savannah drayman so lively and quick, We knew in a moment it must be St. Nick
His eyes how they twinkled! His dimples how merry, His cheeks were like roses, His nose
like a cherry. He had a broad face and a little round belly that shook when he laughed,
like a bowl full of jelly, When up he stood happily, turned to his right, gave us a bow and said,
Merry Christmas to all and to all a Good Night.
Good night.
T'was the night before Christmas, and all through the inn, Rooms lay in wait for the celebrations to begin.
The garland was draped on the mantles with care, in hopes that our guests soon will appear.
Later as Guests nestled all snug in their beds, visions of Kathleen's breakfast danced in their heads,
Kathleen in her apron mixing spoon in hand made good on her promise that Christmas would be grand.
When out on the stoop there arose such a clatter, we jumped to our feet to see what was the matter.
Away to the window we flew like a flash, tore open the shutters, and threw up the sash.
The moon of Savannah illuminated below, a Christmas like scene without the snow.
When, what to our wondering eyes should appear, a horse drawn carriage drawing near.
With an old Savannah drayman so lively and quick, We knew in a moment it must be St. Nick
His eyes how they twinkled! His dimples how merry, His cheeks were like roses, His nose
like a cherry. He had a broad face and a little round belly that shook when he laughed,
like a bowl full of jelly, When up he stood happily, turned to his right, gave us a bow and said,
Merry Christmas to all and to all a Good Night.
Good night.
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