Over the river and through the woodsTo Grandmother's house we goThe horse knows the way to carry the sleighThrough white and drifted snow
Over the river and through the woods,Oh, how the wind does blowIt stings the toes and bites the noseAs over the ground we go
Over the river and through the woodsTo have a full day of playOh, 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 like a hound,For this is Christmas Day
Over the river and through the woodsAnd straight through the barnyard gateIt 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 spyHurrah for fun; the pudding's done;Hurrah for the pumpkin pie