The Trolley from Langywangy Mountain by Edwin Everhart

Heigh ho, away, we skim o’er the city highways
Waking the quiet byways, clang goes the gong!
Like a flash to and fro, on the trolley we go
While the swift wheels make music all along -

[chorus]
“Ding ding,” the bell says, “let’s all be jolly, jolly!”
Joy reigns aboard the trolley, speeding afar!
And all care flies away, and we’re gay night and day
When we ride upon the jolly trolley car.

Onward the car sweeps, onward with force volcanic!
Merchant and staid mechanic sit in the throng;
Seizing each one his chance o’er the papers to glance
While the swift wheels make music all along -

Granddames and grandsires, babies awake and squawky,
Soldiers in suits of khaki fresh from the war!
Rich and poor, high and low, they are all on the go;
While the swift wheels make music all along -

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