Father and I went down to eamp,
Along with Captain Gooding;
And there we saw the men and boys,
As thiek as hasty pudding

Yankee doodle, keep it up,
Yankee doodle dandy;
Mind the musie and the step,
And with the girls be handy

There was Captain Washington
Upon a slapping stallion,
A-giving orders to his men,
I guess there was a million

And then the feathers on his hat,
They looked so' tarnal fin-a,
I wanted pockily to get
To give to my Jemima

And then we saw a swamping gun,
Large as a log of maple;
Upon a deuced little cart,
A load for father's cattle

And every time they shoot it off,
It takes a horn of powder;
It makes a noise like father's gun,
Only a nation louder

I went as nigh to one myself,
As' Siah's underpinning;
And father went as nigh agin,
I thought the deuce was in him

We saw a little barrel, too,
The heads were made of leather;
They knocked upon it with little clubs,
And called the folks together

And there they'd fife away like fun,
And play on cornstalk fiddles,
And some had ribbons red as blood,
All bound around their middles

The troopers, too, would gallop up
And fire right in our faces;
It scared me almost to death
To see them run such races

Uncle Sam came there to change
Some pancakes and some onions,
For' lasses cake to carry home
To give his wife and young ones
But I can't tell half I see
They kept up such a smother;
So I took my hat off, made a bow,
And scampered home to mother

Cousin Simon grew so bold,
I thought he would have cocked it;
It scared me so I streaked it off,
And hung by father's pocket

And there I saw a pumpkin shell,
As big as mother's basin;
And every time they touched it off,
They scampered like the nation

Yankee doodle, keep it up,
Yankee doodle dandy;
Mind the music and the step,
And with the girls be handy
From American Folksongs and Ballads, Lomax
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