| lyrics or other text: | Over the river and through the woods
To Grandmother'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 woods
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 woods
To have a full day of play.
Oh, hear the bells ringing ting-a-ling-ling,
For it is Christmas Day.
Over the river and through the woods
Trot fast my dapple grey.
Spring o'er the ground just like a hound,
For this is Christmas Day!
Over the river and through the woods
And straight through the barnyard gate.
It seems we go so dreadfully slow;
It is so hard to wait.
Over the river and through the woods,
Now Grandmother's cap I spy.
Hurrah for the fun! The pudding's done!
Hurrah for the pumpkin pie.
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