It was a sweltering July at the North Pole  With the mercury at a balmy forty-two  Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen,  Comet, Cupid, Donner, Blitzen  Were shvitzin’ with nothin’ to do  (they were tired of reindeer games)     Into the lodge strolled Raymond  What a reindeer! Everybody’s pal.  He thought that he might try  To get on Santa’s better side  By raising the reindeer morale  (Rudolph had a red nose-- Raymond’s was brown.)    He said to Fred the elf  "You see that guitar on the shelf?  I can’t get for myself—would you?"  And everyone agreed  Yeah, music’s what we need  Hey Ray, can you play a song or two?    Please do.    CHORUS  Raymond, you’re a reindeer with talent  Someday you may be a star  The world’s gonna say  Have you hear about Ray?  That reindeer can play guitarNow, it’s true Raymond knew about music  His guitar licks were tastier than salt  Though he felt a little tense  When someone in the audience  Said "You better be good ‘cause Santa’s watching"  Oy gevalt!    But he picked up that guitar and started wailing  And he nailed a couple very fancy moves  All the elves and Santa Claus  Stood with open jaws  ‘cause it’s hard to play guitar with hooves    There were praises from Ray’s reindeer family  As they looked upon their kin with new regard  And his cousin who saved Christmas  With that shiny red proboscis  Said "Raymond, I’ve got this agent—  Here’s his card."    CHORUS  Raymond, you’re a reindeer with talent  Someday you may be a star  The world’s gonna say  Have you heard about Ray?  That reindeer can play guitar    Jingle bells, jingle bells  Jingle all the way  Listen to that caribou  He’s doing Purple Haze    Old Raymond was content to play the small gigs  Making doe-s, his future rosy and bright  Then his agent got the mother-of-all gigs  Said "You’re playing the Tonight Show—tonight  Oy!    He said Raymond you’ll be famous by the morning  I claim your name will be the latest rage  A star will be born  Another Stevie Ray Fawn  And with that he pushed Ray onto the stage    Some say it was a bad case of stage-fright  The stress of the big night – Who knows?  But it happened when they turned on the spotlight  Like a deer caught in the headlights --- he froze.    Raymond you’re a reindeer with talent  But that’ll only get you so far  If you want to hit the heights  Theny ou gotta handle light  And maybe someday  The world will say  That reindeer can play guitar.