Over the river and through the wood

Lyrics by Lydia Maria Child. The tune is traditional. 

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
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 fun! Is the pudding done? 
Hurray for the pumpkin pie!