Yankee Doodle comes to town,
Walking on his feet, sir!
Shouldered gun and soldier’s gown,
Yankee can’t be beat, sir!
In his bosom burns a love
For his glorious country,
Sparkling like the stars above,
Ay! much less it won’t be.
Yankee Doodle, keep it up;
Yankee doodle dandy,
Plant your bayonet on the top,
And wi’ the gun be handy!
Yankee Doodle, etc.
Yankee Doodle marches on
Till the foes he’ll meet, sir!
Shoots at least a dozen down—
Yankee can’t be beat, sir!
For the Stars and Stripes he’ll fight,
For the Constitution;
Put the enemy to flight,
End the Revolution.
Yankee Doodle, keep it up;
Yankee doodle dandy,
Plant your bayonet on the top,
And wi’ the gun be handy!
Victory gained, he takes his ease
At his country seat, sir!
Following the arts of peace,
Yankee can’t be beat, sir!
Plenty yields his native soil,
Faithful to his labor;
And the Lord rewards his toil,
Grants him every favor.
Yankee Doodle, keep it up;
Yankee doodle dandy,
Plant your corn, and reap your crop,
And wi’ the plough be handy!