Browse Carols: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z # A Visit From Saint Nicholas (Clement C. Moore) Down the chimney St.Nicholas came with a bound. He was dressed all in furs from his head to his foot, And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot; A bundle of toys he had flung on his back, And he looked like a pedlar just opening his pack. His eyes how they twinkled! His dimples how merry! His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry; His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow. The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth, And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath. He had a broad face and a little round belly That shook, when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly. He was chubby and plump - a right jolly old elf - And laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself. Browse Carols: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #