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Run, Run Rudolph - Johnny Winter
1. Out of all the reindeer Rudolph is the mastermind.
Run, run Rudolph, Randolph's right behind;
He's got all your moves runnin' round in his mind.
Run, run Rudolph, Santa's got to make it to town.
He's in a hurry, and can't take the freeway down ...
Gifts to deliver, he's turning like a merry-go-round.
2. Santa asked a little boy, "What you been longing for?"
"All I want for Christmas is a real rock and roll guitar."
Away went Rudolph streaking like a shooting star.
Run, run Rudolph, Santa's got to make it to town.
He's in a hurry, and can't take the freeway down ...
Gifts to deliver, he's turning like a merry-go-round.
3. Santa asked a little girl, "What would you like to get?"
"I want a baby doll that can talk, and cry, and wet."
Away went Rudolph blazing like a saber jet.
Run, run Rudolph, Santa's got to make it to town.
He's in a hurry, and can't take the freeway down ...
Gifts to deliver, he's turning like a merry-go-round.
Run, run Rudolph! Run, run Rudolph!
Run, run Rudolph! Run, run Rudolph!
Under the gun, showing why he's Number One!
these lyrics are submitted by garydcody@charter.net
Run, Run Rudolph - Johnny Winter 1. Out of all the reindeer Rudolph is the mastermind. Run, run Rudolph, Randolph's right behind; He's got all your moves runnin' round in his mind. Run, run Rudolph, Santa's got to make it to town. He's in a hurry, and can't take the freeway down ... Gifts to deliver, he's turning like a merry-go-round. 2. Santa asked a little boy, "What you been longing for?" "All I want for Christmas is a real rock and roll guitar." Away went Rudolph streaking like a shooting star. Run, run Rudolph, Santa's got to make it to town. He's in a hurry, and can't take the freeway down ... Gifts to deliver, he's turning like a merry-go-round. 3. Santa asked a little girl, "What would you like to get?" "I want a baby doll that can talk, and cry, and wet." Away went Rudolph blazing like a saber jet. Run, run Rudolph, Santa's got to make it to town. He's in a hurry, and can't take the freeway down ... Gifts to deliver, he's turning like a merry-go-round. Run, run Rudolph! Run, run Rudolph! Run, run Rudolph! Run, run Rudolph! Under the gun, showing why he's Number One! these lyrics are submitted by garydcody@charter.net