Father and I went down to eamp
Along with Captain Gooding;
And there we saw the men and boys
As thiek as hasty pudding
Yankee doodle, keep it up
Yankee doodle dandy;
Mind the musie and the step
And with the girls be handy
There was Captain Washington
Upon a slapping stallion
A-giving orders to his men
I guess there was a million
And then the feathers on his hat
They looked so' tarnal fin-a
I wanted pockily to get
To give to my Jemima
And then we saw a swamping gun
Large as a log of maple;
Upon a deuced little cart
A load for father's cattle
And every time they shoot it off
It takes a horn of powder;
It makes a noise like father's gun
Only a nation louder
Along with Captain Gooding;
And there we saw the men and boys
As thiek as hasty pudding
Yankee doodle, keep it up
Yankee doodle dandy;
Mind the musie and the step
And with the girls be handy
There was Captain Washington
Upon a slapping stallion
A-giving orders to his men
I guess there was a million
And then the feathers on his hat
They looked so' tarnal fin-a
I wanted pockily to get
To give to my Jemima
And then we saw a swamping gun
Large as a log of maple;
Upon a deuced little cart
A load for father's cattle
And every time they shoot it off
It takes a horn of powder;
It makes a noise like father's gun
Only a nation louder
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