In Sleighing Time

There is magic in the jingle of the sleighbells, don’t you know, That sets the blood a-tinglin’ till the cheeks are all a-glow; An’ the cares that press upon one, in the merry winter weather, At the jingle of the sleighbells dance off lighter than a feather,-- How the jingle, An’ the ringle, Raises lowest spirits high! Hark! the tingle, Jingle, tingle! As the cutter dashes by!

When the moon is bright a-shinin’ an’ a-sparkle is the snow, ’Tis the plainest invitation just invitin’ one to go For a rollic an’ a frolic ‘hind a pair of prancin’ steeds,-- The very kind of tonic that a tired body needs,-- How the jingle, An’ the ringle, In the crisp an’ frosty air, An’ the tingle, Jingle, tingle, Hypnotizes anxious care!

E’en the stars are all a-twinkle! Hear the merry coasters shout! Happiness is everywhere a-lyin’ loose about! Everybody is as joyful as a new-anointed king,-- Age an’ wrinkles hide their faces while the magic sleighbells ring,-- Hark! the jingle, An’ the ringle,-- It just sets your soul a-rhyme With the tingle, Jingle, tingle, Of the magic sleighbells’ chime!