Yankee Doodle went to town,
A-riding on a pony,
He stuck a feather in his hat
And called it macaroni.


Father and I went down to camp,
Along with Captain Goodin',
And there we saw the men and boys,
As thick as hasty pudding.

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Yankee Doodle, keep it up,
Yankee Doodle dandy,
Mind the music and the step,
And with the girls be handy.


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.

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

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And there I see a little keg,
its heads were made of leather;
They knocked upon it with little sticks,
To call the men together.

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And there they had a swamping gun,
Large as a log of maple;
Upon a mighty little cart,
A load for father's cattle.

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And every time they fire it off,
It took a horn of powder;
It made a noise like father's gun,
Only a nation louder.

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It scared me so I hooked it off,
Nor stopped, as I remember,
Nor turned about till I got home,
Locked up in mother's chamber.

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