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 We ought to look for them beyond the village. Maybe they’re lost.

Whoever heard of a Jew getting lost? Chatcha Shimcha’s horses know the way.

Where is your Shprintze Tzirel?

Crawled into the wagon with the bride and groom.

&emsp;(runs in, more dead than alive) Woe is me, people, have pity!

&emsp;(anxiously) What is it, mamma? Where are the others?

People, woe is me! Why do you sit here so unconcerned?

Where are they?

The horse ran away with the bride and groom!

And my hussy is with them in the wagon.

Then I suppose the horse is bound for home. Dim-dim-diam-dim. Sing, children.

I fell out of the sleigh into a hole. Lucky for me it was full of snow.