Thanksgiving Day

  Over the river and through the wood,     To grandfather'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 wood      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 wood,     To have a first-rate play.       Hear the bells ring,       "Ting-a-ling-ding!"     Hurrah for Thanksgiving Day!   Over the river and through the wood     Trot fast, my dapple-gray!       Spring over the ground,       Like a hunting-hound!     For this is Thanksgiving Day.   Over the river and through the wood,     And straight through the barn-yard gate       We seem to go       Extremely slow,      It is so hard to wait!   Over the river and through the wood      Now grandmother's cap I spy!      Hurrah for the fun!      Is the pudding done?     Hurrah for the pumpkin-pie? LYDIA MARIA CHILD