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But a wail the runners made
As over the hills they go
the sound of the merry bells
the hills so far away
Over the mountainsid
e to
And away they did ride
The gloves and bonnet being on
YBesides I have a silk mantle
To tie my face about
You know it's lined throughout
My silken cloak is quite enou
To ride in blankets muffled up
She laughed like a gypsy queen
On no the darling cried
catch your death of cold
you know you will catch your
This blanket round you fold
Her Charley's sleigh appears
now daughter dear mother cried
For 'tis a dreadful night abroad
I never could be seen
They jumped into the sleigh
There is music in
