Yinglе Bells Lyrics – Yogi Yorgesson

Yinglе Bells Text

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My wife says to me, "Let's not ride the old 'cou-pay'
Hitch up once again the one-horse open sleigh."
The horse was awful mad; if he could talk he'd say,
"You'll be sorry you hitched me to a one-horse open sleigh."
Yingle bells, yingle bells, yingling all the way
It ain't fun like it used to be in a one-horse open sleigh
Yingle bells, yingle bells, yingling all the way
I should have worn long underwear in that one-horse open sleigh

Dashing through the snow with the cold wind in our face
I can't hold the horse; he thinks he's in a race
He kicks snow on us; it his us on the chest
I'll bet that we're the coldest Swedes in the whole darn middle west
Yingle bells, yingle bells, yingling all the way
My wife sure hates sleigh bells since we rode that one-horse sleigh
Yingle bells, yingle bells, yingling all the way
We're too old for riding in a one-horse open sleigh

Night is awful dark; can't see beyond my nose
I can't blink my eyes; my eyeballs must be froze
I can't hear my wife yell; I can't see her face
I guess I must have lost her when we turned at Jonssons' place
Yingle bells, yingle bells, yingling all the way
I nearly caught pneumonia in that one-horse open sleigh
Yingle bells, yingle bells, yingling all the way
I wouldn't make brass monkeys ride in a one-horse open sleigh