Yankee Doodle Father and I went down to camp Along with Captain Gooding And there we saw the men and boys As thick as hasty pudding. Chorus Yankee doodle, keep it up Yankee doodle dandy Mind the music 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.