Jim, The Carter Lad - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
JIM, THE CARTER LAD. 
My name is Jim, the carter lad, a jolly chap am I, I always am contented, be the weather wet or dry; I snap my finger at the snow, and whistle at the rain, I've braved the storm for many a year, and can do so again. 
Chorus. Crack, crack, goes my whip, I whistle and I sing, I sit upon my wagon, I'm as happy as a king; My horses always willing, as for me I'm never sad, None can lead a jollier life than Jim, the carter lad. 
My father was a carrier many years ere I was born, He used to rise at daybreak, and go his rounds each morn; And then he'd take me with him, especially in the Spring, I'd love to sit upon the cart and hear my father sing:-Chorus. 
I never think of politics, or anything so great, I hate to hear their fly-blown talk about the church and State; I act upright to all men, and that's what makes mc glad, You'll find there beats an honest heart in Jim, the carter lad.-Chorus. 
I think I will conclude my song, 'tis time I was away, My horses will get weary if I much longer stay; To see your smiling faces it makes my heart feel glad, So, drivers, treat your horses kind, like Jim, the carter lad.-Chorus.