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Yankee Doodle went to town A-riding on a pony Stuck a feather in his hat And called it macaroni. Brother Ephraim sold his Cow And bought him a Commission; And then he went to Canada To fight for the Nation; But when Ephraim he came home He proved an arrant Coward, He wouldn't fight the Frenchmen there For fear of being devour'd. Father and I went down to camp Along with Captain Gooding And there we saw the men and boys As thick as hasty pudding. There was Captain Washington Upon a slapping stallion A-giving orders to his men I guess there was a million. And there we saw a thousand men As rich as Squire David, And what they wasted every day, I wish it could be saved. And there 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. Cousin Simon grew so bold, I thought he would have cock'd it. It scaredme so, I shrieked it off, And hung by father's pocket. I saw a little barrel too, The heads were made of leather. They knocked on it with little clubs And called the folks together. And there was Captain Washington, and gentlefolks about him. They say he's grown so tarnal proud, He will not ride without them. He got himself in meeting-clothes, Upon a slapping stallion. He set the world along in rows, In hundreds and in millions. The flaming ribbons in his hat, They looked so taring fine, ah, I wanted pockily to get, To give to my Jemimah. |
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Yankee Doodle had a mind To whip the Southern rebels, Because they did not choose to live On codfish from his tables. Yankee Doodle, fa, so la, Yankee Doodle dandy, And so to keep his courage up, He took a drink of brandy. |
Dixie whipped old Yankee Doodle Early in the morning. Yankeedom had best look out And take a timely warning. Hurrah! for our Dixie land, Hurrah! for our borders! Southern boys to arms will stand And whip the dark marauders |