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ATHER and I went down to camp, Along with Captain Gooding, And there we ee the men and boys As thick as haty pudding. Yankey doodle keep it up, yankey doodle dandy, Mind the muic and the tep, And with the girls be handy.

And there we ee a thouand men, As rich as quire David, And what they wated every day, I wih it had been aved. Yankey doodle, &c.

The 'laes they eat every day, Would keep an houe a winter; They have as much that I'll be bound, They eat it when they're mind to. Yankey doodle, &c.

And there we ee a wamping gun, Large as a log of maple, Upon a ducid little cart, A load for father's cattle. Yankey doodle, &c.

And every time they hoot it off, It takes a horn of powder, And makes a noie like father's gun, Only a nation louder. Yankey doodle, &c.

I went as nigh to one myelf, As 'Siah's underpinning; And father went as nigh again, I thought the duce was in him. Yankey doodle, &c.

Couin Simon grew o bold, I thought he would have cock'd it; It ear'd him o I hried'd it off, And hung by father's pocket. Yankey doodle, &c.

And captain Davis had a gun, He kind of clapt his hand on't, And tuck a crooked tabbing iron Upon the little end on't. Yankey doodle, &c.

And there I ee a pumpkin hell, As big as mother's baon, And every time they touch'd it off, They camper'd like the nation. Yankey doodle, &c.

I ee a little barrel too, The heads were made of leather, They knock'd upon't with little clubs, And call'd the folks together. Yankey doodle, &c.

And there was captain Wahington, And gentlefolks about him, They ay he's grown o tarnal proud, He will not ride without them. Yankey doodle, &c.

He got him on his meeting clothes, Upon a lapping tallion, He et the world along in rows, In hundreds and in millions. Yankey doodle, &c.

The flaming ribbons in his hat, They look'd o taring fine ah, I wanted pockily to get To give to my Jemimah. Yankey doodle, &c.

I ee another narl of men, A digging graves they told me, So tarnal long, o tarnal deep, They 'tended they hould hold me. Yankey doodle, &c.

It car'd me o, I hook'd it off, Nor topd as I remember, Nor turn'd about, 'till I got home, Lock'd up in mother's chamber. Yankey doodle, &c.