In the shade of a cherry plum tree
Slept a Yankee doodle dandy
Dreaming of the buffalo days
And the ghosts of the Iroquois braves, oh!
He rode his pony to town
But the actors were pulling it down
All the statues lay in the street
With the crows pecking round at their feet
So he put a feather in his cap
Turning around and never looked back
Tra la la la!
Farewell beautiful dreamer
Time to rise and shine your love to the world
Farewell beautiful dreamer!
In thе shade of a cherry plum tree
Slept a Yankee doodlе dandy
Dreaming of the buffalo days
And the ghosts of the Iroquois braves, oh!
The ghosts of the Iroquois braves
The songs of the African slaves
Slept a Yankee doodle dandy
Dreaming of the buffalo days
And the ghosts of the Iroquois braves, oh!
He rode his pony to town
But the actors were pulling it down
All the statues lay in the street
With the crows pecking round at their feet
So he put a feather in his cap
Turning around and never looked back
Tra la la la!
Farewell beautiful dreamer
Time to rise and shine your love to the world
Farewell beautiful dreamer!
In thе shade of a cherry plum tree
Slept a Yankee doodlе dandy
Dreaming of the buffalo days
And the ghosts of the Iroquois braves, oh!
The ghosts of the Iroquois braves
The songs of the African slaves
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