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by Lydia Maria Child<\/p>\nby Lydia Maria Child<\/p>\n
Over the river, and through the wood,
To grandfather’s house we go.
The horse knows the way,
To carry the sleigh,
Through the white and drifted snow.<\/p>\n
Over the river, and through the wood,
To grandfather’s house away!
We would not stop
For doll or top,
For ‘t is Thanksgiving Day.<\/p>\n
Over the river, and through the wood,
Oh, how the wind does blow!
It stings the toes,
And bites the nose,
As over the ground we go.<\/p>\n
Over the river, and through the wood,
With a clear blue winter sky,
The dogs do bark,
And children hark,
As we go jingling by.<\/p>\n
Over the river, and through the wood,
To have a first-rate play–
Hear the bells ring
Ting a ling ding,
Hurra for Thanksgiving Day!<\/p>\n
Over the river, and through the wood–
No matter for winds that blow;
Or if we get
The sleigh upset,
Into a bank of snow.<\/p>\n
Over the river, and through the wood,
To see little John and Ann;
We will kiss them all,
And play snow-ball,
And stay as long as we can.<\/p>\n
Over the river, and through the wood,
Trot fast, my dapple grey!
Spring over the ground,
Like a hunting hound,
For ‘t is Thanksgiving Day!<\/p>\n
Over the river, and through the wood,
And straight through the barn-yard gate;
We seem to go
Extremely slow,
It is so hard to wait.<\/p>\n
Over the river, and through the wood–
Old Jowler hears our bells;
He shakes his pow,
With a loud bow wow,
And thus the news he tells.<\/p>\n
Over the river, and through the wood–
When grandmother sees us come,
She will say, Oh dear,
The children are here,
Bring a pie for every one.<\/p>\n
Over the river, and through the wood–
Now grandmother’s cap I spy!
Hurra for the fun!
Is the pudding done?
Hurra for the pumpkin pie!<\/p>\n
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