Over the river and through the woods
To Grandmother's house we go
The horse knows the way to carry the sleigh
Through 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 gray;
Spring o'er the ground just iike a hound,
For this is Christmas Day
Over the river and through the woods
And straight through the barnyard gate
It seems that we go so dreadfully slow;
It is so hard to wait
Over the river and through the woods,
Now Grandma's cap I spy
Hurrah for fun; the pudding's done;
Hurrah for the pumpkin pie