American Old Time Song Lyrics: 34 Riding In A Sleigh

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 34

RIDING IN A SLEIGH.
Copyright, 1871, by J. L Peter.
 By Will S. Hays.

 Snow-flakes glistened In the moonlight, falling everywhere;
 Sleigh-bells mug their merry voices on the wintry air;
 Every gallant had his lassie, dashing down Broadway;
 I had mine, und We were happy, riding in a sleigh.

 Chorus.
 Hip, hurrah! hold your horses or they'll get away!
 Ain't it pleasant, with your sweetheart, riding in a sleigh.

 Dashing out the road to Brighton, sliding o'er the snow;
 Horses panting, eager racing, "Mercy, how they go!"
Twenty sleighs and fifty horses going out that way,
 While the merry girls are laughing, riding in a sleigh.- Chorus

 Whips were cutting, drivers shouting, horses flying fast;
 Sleighs upsetting, voices yelling as they quickly passed;
 Till at last the race was ended, morn was turning gray.
 Homeward came the jolly parties, riding in a sleigh.- Chorus

 Coming home with Kate beside me, crossing o'er a ridge,
 I turned round and slyly kissed her, coming 'cross the bridge;
 Then she asked how many bridges on our Journey lay,
 And I answered, "Count the kisses," riding in a sleigh.-Chorus.

 Coming home, and near the mansion (this I will confess),
But I asked her-Well, no matter, for she answered "Yes!"
On a certain night this winter, I'll not name the day,
 But there'll be a preacher with us, riding in a sleigh.-Chorus.