To Grandmother's House We Go

Over the River and through the woods

To Grandmother'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 woods

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 woods

and straight through the barnyard gate.

We seem to go extremely slow,

It is so hard to wait!

Over the river and through the woods

Now grandmother's cap I spy!

Hurrah for the fun! Is the pudding done?

Hurrah for the pumpkin pie!

               (Lydia Maria Child, 1844)