You fine Miss Boston lady, gay, For this your speech, I thank ye, Call on me, when you come this way, And take a dram of Yankee.* Yankee doodle, &c. Now Jonathan did scratch his head, But felt about the queerest. Yankee doodle, &c. Then talk'd with Sally's brother Joe Yankee doodle, &c. * A glass of whiskey, mixed with molasses, is so called in New England, and is a common beverage with the peasantry. And how a witch, in shape of owl, Did steal her neighbour's geese, sir, And turkies too, and other fowl, When people did not please her. Yankee doodle, &c. And how a man, one dismal night, And then she flew straight out of sight, As fast as she could pull it. Yankee doodle, &c. How Widow Wunks was sick next day, The parson went to view her, And saw the very place, they say, Where foresaid ball went through her! Yankee doodle, &c. * There is a tale among the ghost-hunters, in New England, that silver bullets will be fatal to witches, when those of lead would not avail. And now the people went to bed: They guess'd for what he'd come, sir; But Jonathan was much afraid, And wish'd himself at home, sir. Yankee doodle, &c. At length, says Sal, "they're gone, you see, "And we are left together." Says Jonathan, "indeed-they be ""Tis mighty pleasant weather!" Yankee doodle, &c. Sal cast a sheep's eye at the dunce, He muster'd courage, all at once, And hitch'd a little nigher. Yankee doodle, &c. Ye young men all, and lads so smart, Who chance to read these vasses,* Verses are thus pronounced by the rusticks in New England. His next address pray learn by heart, To whisper to the lasses. Yankee doodle, &c. "Miss Sal, I's going to say, as how, "And mother said I might." Yankee doodle, &c. Then Jonathan, as we are told, Did even think to smack her,— Sal cock'd her chin, and look'd so bold, Yankee doodle, &c. "Well done, my man, you've broke the ice, "And that with little pother, "Now, Jonathan, take my advice, "And always mind your mother!" Yankee doodle, &c. "This courting is a kind of job "I always did admire, sir, "And these two brands, with one dry cob, "Will make a courting fire, sir." Yankee doodle, &c. "Miss Sal, you are the very she, "If you will love me now, "That I will marry-then you see, "You'll have our brindled cow." Yankee doodle, &c. "Then we will live, both I and you, "In father's t'other room, "For that will sartain hold us two, "When we've mov'd out the loom." Yankee doodle, &c. "Next Sabbath-day we will be cried, "And have a "taring" wedding, "And lads and lasses take a ride, "If it should be good sledding." Yankee doodle, &c. |