Dashing through the snow in a one-horse open sleigh,
O'er the fields [hills] we go, laughing all the way.
Bells on bobtail ring, making spirits bright,
What fun it is [Oh what sport] to ride and sing a sleighing song tonight.
|:Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way.
O, what fun [joy] it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh.:|
A day or two ago I thought I'd take a ride,
And soon Miss Fannie Bright was seated by my side.
The horse was lean and lank, misfortune seemed his lot,
He got into a drifted bank and we [we, we] got upsot.
A day or two ago, The story I must tell
I went out on the snow, And on my back I fell;
A gent was riding by In a one-horse open sleigh,
He laughed as there I sprawling lay, But quickly drove away.