No. 4 of
OLD NURSERY RHYMES
Illustrated by
H. Willebeek Le Mair
AUGENER Ltd., LONDON
David McKay,
604-608 South Washington Square,
Philadelphia.
Printed in England
Goosey, Goosey, Gander,
Where shall I wander?
Upstairs and downstairs
And in my lady’s chamber.
There I met an old man
That would not say his prayers,
So I took him by the left leg
And threw him down stairs.
“Mary, Mary, quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?”
“With silver bells and cockle shells,
And pretty maids all in a row.”
Yankee-doodle came to town
Upon a little pony,
He stuck a feather in his hat
And called it macaroni.
Yankee-doodle, doodle-do,
Yankee-doodle dandy;
All the lasses are so smart,
And sweet as sugar candy.
Marching in and marching out,
And marching round the town, O!
Here there comes a regiment
With Captain Thomas Brown, O!
Yankee-doodle, etc.
Yankee-doodle is a tune
That comes in very handy;
The enemy all runs away
At Yankee-doodle dandy.