Below is a listing of this year's performers and the part they read in "The Night Before Christmas" or "A Visit from St. Nicholas" by Clement Clarke Moore.

Christine Lavin:
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;

Emily Cantrell:
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;

Al Cantrell:
And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,

David Massengill:
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.

Mr. Fish - Juggernaut Jug Band:
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

Big Daddy - Juggernaut Jug Band:
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,

Doug Sutherland:
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,

Beata Begeniova - Harmonia:
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.

Alexander Fedoriouk - Harmonia:
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;

Pat Donohue:
"Now, DASHER! now, DANCER! now, PRANCER and VIXEN!
On, COMET! on CUPID! on, DONNER and BLITZEN!

Julie Gold:
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"

Judy Collins:
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,

Slaid Cleaves:
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.

Mary Chapin Carpenter:
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.

Beth Nielsen Chapman:
As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.

Pete Huttlinger:
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;

Priscilla Herdman - Herdman, Hills, Mangsen:
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.

Lee Murdock:
His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!

Don Conoscenti:
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;

Janis Ian:
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;

Rob Ickes:
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.

Kate Rusby:
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;

Dave Savord:
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;

Stephen Fearing:
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,

Josh White, Jr.:
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;

Jim Blum:
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.

Joe Gunderman:
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
"HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD-NIGHT!"