Over the River

Over the river and through the woods

To Grandmother's house we go.

The horse knows the way

To carry the sleigh

Through the white and drifted snow, O!

Over the river and through the woods

Oh, how the wind does blow.

It stings the nose

And bites the toes

As over the ground we go.

Over the river and through the woods

Trot fast my dapple gray.

Spring over the ground

Like a hunting hound

On this Thanksgiving Day, Hey!

Over the river and through the woods

Now Grandmother's face I spy.

Hurrah for the fun,

Is the pudding done?

Hurrah for the pumpkin pie.

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