Dashing through the snowOn a one-horse open sleigh,Over the fields we go,Laughing all the way;Bells on bob-tail ring,making spirits bright,What fun it is to ride and singA sleighing song tonight
A day or two ago,I thought I'd take a ride,And soon Miss Fanny BrightWas seated by my side;The horse was lean and lank;Misfortune seemed his lot;He got into a drifted bank,And we, we got up sot.