Twas the night before Christmas
And all through the isthmus,
All Madisonians couldn't sleep because
They were awaiting the arrival of Old Santa Claus.
Was there a noise from the chimney, near the mistletoe? No, just the WSOR train whistle's blow. Do not fret, St. Nick is coming with his bounty For all the good boys and girls of Dane County.
From house to house dear Santa Claus flew Dropping presents from Whitney Way to Aberg Avenue Everyone got what they wanted, of course, Except for that eastsider who just got a wooden horse.
