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Creeping through the valley, crawling o'er the hill, Splashing through the branches, rumbling by the mill Putting nervous gemmen in a towering rage: What is so provoking as riding in a stage?
Feet are interlacing, heads severely bumped; Friend and foe together, get their noses thumped. Dresses act as carpets; listen to the sage: Life is but a journey, taken in a stage.
Spinsters fair and forty, maids in youthful charms, Suddenly are cast into their neighbor's arms; Children shoot like squrrels darting through a cage; Isn't it delightful, riding in a stage?
Bonnets crushed around us, hats look worse for wear; Teeth at each concussion fly to take the air; Shriveled maiden ladies, past a certain age, Groan forlornly, "Dreadful, riding in a stage!" |
"Riding in a Stage." First line: "Creeping through the valley, crawling o'er the hill, Splashing through the branches, rumbling by the mill." [1853?].
- The Hutchinson Family, as far as I know, never identified the melody of "Riding in a Stage," though I have a thought. I would be very interested in discussing this further with someone who has looked into this question. Please get in touch and say a little about your area(s) of interest.
- Several of the Hutchinson Family songs represented at this site are obscure. "Riding in a Stage" is by no means the most obscure of them. Yet for some reason, it seems to have left little impression. This page has received far fewer visits than any of the others. Please e-mail us if you have an idea why.
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