| B | | Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer, |
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| F#7 | | Had a very shiny | nose, |
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| B | | You would even say it | glows. |
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| B | | All of the other reindeer, |
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| F#7 | | Used to laugh and call him | names, |
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They never let poor Rudolph, |
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| B | B7 | | Join in any reindeer | games. | |
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| | | E | B | | | | Then one foggy | Christmas Eve, |
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| | | C#m | F#7 | B | | | | Santa | came to | say, |
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| | | F# | | | " | Rudolph with your nose so bright, |
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| | | C#7 | F#7 | | | | won't you guide my | sleigh tonight?" |
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| B | | Then how the reindeer loved him, |
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| F#7 | | As they shouted out with | glee, |
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"Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer, |
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| B | | You'll go down in histo | ry." |
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