Sleigh Ride/Jingle Bells

(Leroy Anderson/Mitchell Parish)

Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way
Oh what fun it is to ride
In a one horse open sleigh

Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way...
In a one horse open sleigh

Just hear those sleigh bells jinglin'
Ring-ting-tinglin', too
Come on, it's lovely weather
For a sleigh ride together with you

Outside the snow is falling
And friend are calling "Yoo hoo!"
Come on, it's lovely weather
For a sleigh ride together with you

Giddy-up, giddy-up, giddy-up
Let's go
Let's look at the show
We're riding in a wonderland of snow
Giddy-up, giddy-up, giddy-up
It's grand
Just holding your hand
We're gliding along with a song of a wintery fairyland
Our cheeks are nice and rosy and comfy-cozy are we
We're snuggled up together
Like birds of a feather would be

Let's take the road before us and sing a chorus or two
Come on, it's lovely weather for a...
Lovely weather for a...
Lovely weather for a...
Lovely weather for a sleigh ride

Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way
Oh what fun it is to ride
In a one horse open sleigh

Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way...
In a one horse open sleigh

Dashing through the snow...
In a one horse open sleigh
Lovely weather for a sleigh ride
Lovely weather
Dashing through the snow

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