Classic Poem

I'm the kid that's all the candy,
I'm a Yankee Doodle Dandy, I'm glad I am,
(So's Uncle Sam.) I'm a real live Yankee Doodle,
Made my name and fame and boodle, Just like Mister Doodle did, by
riding on a pony. I love to listen to the
Dixey strain, " I long to see the girl I left behind me; " And
that ain't a josh, She's a Yankee, by gosh. CHO. (Oh,
say can you see Any-
thing about a Yankee that's a phoney?)
Father's name was Hezikiah,
Mother's name was Ann Maria, Yanks through and through.
(Red, White and Blue.) Father was so Yankeehearted,
When the Spanish war was started, He slipped on his uniform and
hopped upon a pony. My mother's mother was a
Yankee true, My father's father was a Yankee too; And
that's going some, For the Yankees, by gum. CHO. (Oh,
say can you see Any-
thing about my pedigree that's phoney?)
I'm a Yankee Doodle Dandy, A
Yankee Doodle, do or die; A
real live nephew of my Uncle Sam's,
Born on the Fourth of July. I've
got a Yankee Doodle sweet-heart,
She's my Yankee Doodle joy. Yankee Doodle
to ride the ponies; I am the
Yankee Doodle Boy. Boy.