The Carriage Driver's Jig

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By: Sancero Posted on: April 01, 2005

Standing on the roadside, hopin' I could catch a ride,
and 'lo! Came the Carriage of Cyrene.
I climbed aboard, said a prayer, wishin' he could take me where
the trees are always bloomin' and the leaves are always green.

"Hey you! Where to?" Came a tenor, clear and true.
"Make your choice," said the voice. "I haven't got all day."
Tally-O, here we go with a passenger in tow.
Tally-hey, to the sunset and away!

After miles of mountain trail and a mug or two of ale
we were singin' like we'd been friends all our lives.
"I could show you where the girls are sweet an' let 'em sweep you off yer feet.
Forget about our sorrow and especially our wives!"

"I'm afraid I must decline," said I. He didn't bother asking why,
but on we rode into the dark of night.
Then we stopped, I got out, and in the dark I heard him shout:
"Here we are, safe an' sound. You knew I'd get you there all right."

Imagine my amusement when I turned to say farewell again,
and off had gone the driver to catch another fare.
"Tally-hey!" I heard him say as I watched him ride away
and he waved to me with proud Cyrenian flare.

Carriage drivers in Cyrene are the best you've ever seen,
and you never have to worry ‘bout the price.
Tally-hey, and away 'til we see the light of day!
Tally-O, here we go to the sunrise!