It’s one of the very first Yuletide songs the youngest of children learn.

Its words are easy, its music peppy, making it the ideal holiday tune for little kids.

Who among us hasn’t heard toddlers warbling at the top of their little lungs to adoring parents:

“Jingle bells / Jingle bells / Jingle all the way.”

Mom and dad probably wouldn’t beam so happily if they knew the backstory of that beloved Christmas classic. Because when the original song came out, it certainly wouldn’t have been considered age-inappropriate for wee ones by today’s standards.

It was alcohol, not schoolkids, that helped the tune spread into ubiquity.

The song was first published under the name “One Horse Open Sleigh” in 1857. Even back then, its words conjured images of simpler, more carefree times.

It’s difficult for 21st century minds to imagine now, but a heavy snowfall often brought a treat to 19th century folks. Consider these lines from a letter in my collection written in February 1865 by a Union soldier to his girlfriend in Upstate New York:

“I presume you did not fail to take advantage of the deep snow. I imagine I see you on a cold pleasant moonlit night gliding over the crystal surface preceded by nettlesome steeds and the pleasant ringing of musical bells which seem to mock the joyous laughter of you and your companions.”

After enjoying one such sleigh ride, James Lord Pierpont recognized a song was waiting to be written.

He was an interesting character. The son of a New England minister, he ran away to sea at age 14, later returning, marrying and starting a family. He settled in Medford, Mass., where his father pastored a Unitarian Church. The urge to wander returned with the 1849 California Gold Rush. Pierpont wound up in San Francisco where had a store and a photography studio before losing both in a fire. He returned to New England flat broke.

After his wife died in 1856, his brother accepted the pastorate of a Unitarian Church in Savannah. Pierpont tagged along to serve as music minister. He wrote songs and gave organ and singing lessons on the side, all the while composing a steady stream of music himself. He became successful enough to take the daughter of Savannah’s mayor as his second wife.

In 1857, he released the song we still sing today. But “One Horse Open Sleigh” bombed so badly when it came out that he had to rebrand it. It was re-released in 1859 as “Jingle Bells.” Even then it was far from a best-seller.

But eventually, “Jingle Bells” became a popular mid-Victorian drinking song with singers clicking glasses to imitate the sound of bells. Even the lyrics were even considered racy for the time. Sleigh riding without a chaperon? Hubba-hubba! Risqué stuff.

Despite the initial setbacks, “Jingle Bells” overcame and stood the test of time. But one question still lingers: Where exactly did Pierpont pen the piece?

Medford and Savannah each claim to be the song’s birthplace. A plaque in downtown Medford asserts Pierpoint wrote it at the Simpson Tavern there in 1850. It even cites a Mrs. Otis Waterman, who said she remembered it.

Nonsense, Savannah’s adherents huff. Just look at the calendar. Pierpont was living in that coastal city when the song was first published. It stands to reason it was written there, too.

Which claim is accurate? Beats me. I wasn’t there.

While the history lover in me usually likes to nail down these little details, in this case, I suppose it really doesn’t matter. The song itself is what counts.

From the moment it was recorded for the very first time on an Edison wax cylinder in 1889 to countless elementary school Christmas concerts around the country in 2021, it remains a timeless favorite. Which is why James Lord Pierpont is honored in the Songwriters Hall of Fame.

Remember him the next time you belt out “Jingle Bells” at a Christmas party. And if the kids have gone to bed, go ahead and click your glasses. Pierpont wouldn’t mind.

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