Sleigh Song

Jingle, jingle, clear the way, ’T is the merry, merry sleigh! As it swiftly scuds along. Hear the burst of happy song; See the gleam of glances bright, Flashing o’er the pathway white! Jingle, jingle, past it flies, Sending shafts from hooded eyes,— Roguish archers, I ’ll be bound, Little heeding whom they wound; See them, with capricious pranks, Ploughing now the drifted banks; Jingle, jingle, mid the glee Who among them cares for me? Jingle, jingle, on they go, Capes and bonnets white with snow, Not a single robe they fold To protect them from the cold; Jingle, jingle, mid the storm, Fun and frolic keep them warm; Jingle, jingle, down the hills, O’er the meadows, past the mills, Now ’t is slow, and now ’t is fast; Winter will not always last. Jingle, jingle, clear the way! ’T is the merry, merry sleigh.