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Over the river and thru the wood,
To grandfather's house we go;
The horse knows the way
To carry the sleigh,
Thru the white and drifted snow, oh!
Over the river and thru 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 thru the wood,
To grandfather's house we go;
The horse knows the way
To carry the sleigh,
Thru the white and drifted snow, oh!
Over the river and thru 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 thru the wood,
through the b-yel heat
When saying to go the really soal
It's so hard to wait
Over the river and thru the wood,
Now Grandma's cap I spy.
Hurrah for fun;
the pudding's done;
Hurrah for the pumpkin pie.
Hurrah for fun; the pudding's done;
Hurrah for the pumpkin pie.
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