Chris Moose

CHRIS MOOSE

Up near the North Pole

Where it gets real cold,

There lives a great big

Moose named Chris

One day he just stopped

By Santa’s workshop

To help Santa with his

Christmas list.

 

Cho:  Chris Moose, Chris Moose

I’m a Merry Chris Moose!

Hi there Santa! 

Tell me what to do!!

Chris Moose, Chris Moose

A hairy, Merry Chris Moose!

I came over to help you!

 

Then he bumped a table

That was a bit unstable

And a whole wall of toys

Started to sway,  (CRASH!!)

It just missed two elves who

Might have hurt themselves

If they hadn’t jumped quickly

Out of the way

 

Cho:  Chris Moose, Chris Moose

I’m a clumsy Chris Moose!

That was an accidental

Thing to do

Chris Moose, Chris Moose

A hairy, Merry Chris Moose!

Sorry Santa, let me

Make it up to you!

 

So Santa said “Okay Chris,

Maybe some Christmas

You could help me bring

The kids their toys

But I’ve got reindeer

To help me this year

And I wouldn’t want to scare

The girls and boys!”

 

Cho:  Chris Moose, Chris Moose

I’m a jolly Chris Moose!

Oh Boy!  Santa’s gonna

Let me pull the sleigh!

Chris Moose, Chris Moose

A hairy, Merry Chris Moose!

I’m gonna fly with Santa

Some Christmas Day!

 

Then late one December

I’m sure that you remember

When colds and flu bugs

Get inside our heads

The flu bugs this year

Infected Santa’s reindeer

And Santa had to tell them

All to "stay in bed!"

 

Rudolph said “Achoo!” 'cause

His nose was full of mucous

It was a sort of pink and

Luminescent goo

Prancer was wheezing and

Dancer was sneezing

And Donner and Blitzen

Had runny noses too!

 

So it was Christmas Eve and

No one could believe it

When Santa decorated Chris

With "Moosel-toe"

His antlers full of lights

They took off through the night

And Chris sang louder than

Santa’s “HO! HO! HO!”  He said,

 

Cho:  Chris Moose, Chris Moose

I’m a Merry Chris Moose!

Flying over rooftops

Pulling Santa’s sleigh!

Chris Moose, Chris Moose

A hairy, Merry Chris Moose!

Helping out the reindeer

On Chris Moose Day!

 

The story’s almost over

The deer are eating clover

They’re playing with the antelopes

Out on the range

And Chris has painted his nose

It’s like a giant red rose

“Next time we go flying

I won’t look so strange!”

 

Cho:  Chris Moose, Chris Moose

A very Merry Chris Moose

Yes Sir, Santa!

I can pull your sleigh!

Chris Moose, Chris Moose

A hairy, Merry Chris Moose!

A very Merry Chris Moose

To you this Chris Moose Day

 

A very Merry Chris Moose to

You this Chris Moose Day

 

Written by Peter Alsop, ©Copyright 1994, Moose School Music (BMI)

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