Once again, I blogged backwards, but oh well. Here at the end of our little adventure of the Forney Transportation Museum, Mr. J is chillin' in the back of a Ford Model T.
How often does on get the opportunity to sit in a Model T! I don't think they realized the unique opportunity they had, but it was quite fun to pretend to drive any sort of car.
One of the favorites was this Governess' cart. Of which all the kids were wishing that we could have one so that they could take a ride. It was for the Governess' to pull and take their charges out for a ride at the park. Sort of like a hand cart. It would be loads of fun if I wasn't the one who had to pull it. Good exercise though.
Curly:
When I take you out, tonight, with me,
Honey, here's the way it's goin' to be:
You will set behind a team of snow white horses,
In the slickest gig you ever see!
Chicks and ducks and geese better scurry
When I take you out in the surrey,
When I take you out in the surrey with the fringe on top!
Watch that fringe and see how it flutters
When I drive them high steppin' strutters.
Nosey pokes'll peek thru' their shutters and their eyes will pop!
The wheels are yeller, the upholstery's brown,
The dashboard's genuine leather,
With isinglass curtains y' can roll right down,
In case there's a change in the weather.
Two bright sidelight's winkin' and blinkin',
Ain't no finer rig I'm a-thinkin'
You c'n keep your rig if you're thinkin' 'at I'd keer to swap
Fer that shiny, little surrey with the fringe on the top!
Aunt Eller:
Would y' say the fringe was made a' silk?
Curly:
Wouldn't have n' other kind but silk.
Laurey:
Has it really got a team of snow white horses?
Curly:
One's like snow,
the others more like milk.
All the world'll fly in a flurry
When I take you out in the surrey,
When I take you out in the surrey with the fringe on top!
When we hit that road, hell fer leather,
Cats and dogs'll dance in the heather,
Birds and frogs'll sing all together and the toads will hop!
The wind'll whistle as we rattle along,
The cows'll moo in the clover,
The river will ripple out a whispered song,
And whisper it over and over:
Don't you wisht y'd go on forever?
Don't you wisht y'd go on forever?
Don't you wisht y'd go on forever and ud never stop
In that shiny, little surrey with the fringe on the top!
I can see the stars gettin' blurry,
When we ride back home in the surrey,
Ridin' slowly home in the surrey with the fringe on top!
I can feel the day gettin' older,
Feel a sleepy head near my shoulder,
Noddin', droopin' close to my shoulder, till it falls kerplop!
The sun is swimmin' on the rim of a hill;
The moon is takin' a header,
And jist as I'm thinkin' all the earth is still,
A lark'll wake up in the medder.
Hush, you bird, my baby's a-sleepin'!
Maybe got a dream worth a-keepin'
Whoa! you team, and jist keep a-creepin' at a slow clip clop.
Don't you hurry with the surrey with the fringe on the top!
Oh my... if that wasn't a musical moment, I don't know what. I just felt like bursting into song. I think that might be a fun movie for movie night tonight!!! The kids have never seen it.
This one can be rented for parties. That would be cool.
It was ginormous, at least 10' X 10'.
Trains are sure special in this family. And it was a treat to explore some.
The hole is the fire box. The tender on this rig was ginormous too.
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