| | Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer, | 
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| | You would even say it glows. | 
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| | All of the other reindeer, | 
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| | Used to laugh and call him names, | 
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| | They never let poor Rudolph, | 
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| | Join in any reindeer games. | 
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| |  | Then one foggy Christmas Eve, | 
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| |  | "Rudolph with your nose so bright, | 
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| |  | won't you guide my sleigh tonight?" | 
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| | Then how the reindeer loved him, | 
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| | As they shouted out with glee, | 
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| | "Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer, | 
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| | You'll go down in history." | 
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