[Daintily] Come, See How The Ladies Ride, All So Pretty, All So Gay, In Their Beauty, In Their Pride, Down Broadway; Prancing Horses Silver Shod, All So Pretty, All So Gay; Princely Feathers Bend And Nod, Down Broadway. [Roughly] Jiggety-Jog, Jiggety-Jog, Over The Mountain, Through The Bog-- That's The Way The Farmers Go, Hear The News And See The Show; Pumpkins Round Strapped On Behind, Eggs In Baskets, Too, You'll Find, Soon To Change For Calico-- That's The Way The Farmers Go. [Tea-Bell Accompaniment] Bells A-Jingle, Fingers Tingle, Ditto Toes, Likewise Nose. The Wind Doth Blow, And All The Snow Around Doth Scatter; Our Teeth They Chatter, But That's No Matter-- The Song Rings Clear With A Happy New Year, And Never A Mutter, As We Fly In Our Cutter. [Trot To Boston] Jingle, Jar, Horse Car, Leave You Near, Or Take You Far. Take A Seat Upon My Lap, Cling On, Swing On By The Strap; Here A Stop, And There A Start-- Let Me Off, I'll Take A Cart! [Boisterously] Sword And Pistols By Their Side, And That's The Way The Officers Ride! Boots Stretched Out Like A Letter V, We Belong To The Cavalry! Over The Hurdles After The Hounds, Tirra-La! The Hunting-Horn Sounds-- Dashaway, Slashaway, Reckless And Fast! Crashaway, Smashaway, Tumbled At Last!