Thanksgiving day

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.

 Over the river and through the wood
 Oh, how the wind doth blow!
 It stings the toes
 And bites the nose
As over the ground we go.

 Over the river and through the wood,
 To have a first-rate play.
Hear the bells ring,
"Ting-a-ling-ling!
"Hurrah for Thanksgiving Day!

 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,
 And straight through the barnyard gate.
 We seem to go
Extremely slow
It is so hard to wait.

Over the river and through the wood¬
 Now grandmother's cap I spy!
 Hurrah for the fun!
Is the pudding done?
Hurrah for the pumpkin pie!

Lydia Maria Child