Over the river and through the wood
To Grandfather's house we go
The horse knows the way
To carry the sleigh
Through white and drifted snow
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
Over the river and through the wood
Trot fast my dapple gray
Spring over the ground
Like a hunting hound
For this is Thanksgiving Day
Over the river and through the wood
Now Grandmother's cap I spy
Hurrah for the fun
Is the pudding done
Hurray for the pumpkin pie
Over the river and through the wood
Trot fast my dapple gray
Spring over the ground
Like a hunting hound
For this is Thanksgiving Day
Over the river and through the wood
Now Grandmother's cap I spy
Hurrah for the fun
Is the pudding done
Hurray for the pumpkin pie
Hurrah for the fun
Is the pudding done
Hurray for the pumpkin pie
