U.S. HISTORY 1301 & 1302 with TEXAS HISTORY HANDOUTS
To History 1301 (to 1877)
To History 1302 (1877 to the Present)
Index:
Native Americans //
Africans //
Europeans
Exploration //
Life in the American Colonies
American Revolution //
The New Republic (to 1800)
Jefferson Democracy and Lewis & Clark
James and Dolley Madison and the War of 1812
Era of Good Feelings //
John Q. and Louisa Adams
Jacksonian Democracy and the Trail of Tears
Industrial Revolution
Life in the Antebellum 19th Century (religion, utopian movement, entertainment/recreation,
women, African-Americans)
Hispanics and the Mexican War
Westward Movement/Pioneers
Civil War //
Reconstruction
Contents:
Signs and Signals //
Music and Dance
Historians continue to
disagree about the origins of
the song's name and tune.
It has been attributed to
the Spanish, Dutch, and Germans
as well as the Puritans.
The word "Yankee" itself may
be a Native American
corruption of the word "English"
and was used as
a contemptuous term applied to
the Puritans. "Doodle"
means a "simple fellow." -
The Golden Book of
Favorite Songs.
...Fath'r and I went down to camp,
A-long with Captain Good'in,
And there we saw the men and boys
as thick as hasty puddin'.
CHORUS:
Yankee Doodle keep it up,
Yankee Doodle dandy,
Mind the music and the step,
And with the girls be handy.
And there we see a athousand men,
As rich as squire Da-vid;
And what they wanted ev-'ry day,
I wish it could be sav-ed.
REPEAT CHORUS
And there was Captain Washington
Up-on a slapping stallion,
A-giving orders to his men,
I guess there was a mllion.
REPEAT CHORUS
And then the feathers on his hat,
They look'd so very fine, ah!
I wanted peskily to get
To give to my Jemima.
REPEAT CHORUS
And there I see a swarming gun,
Large as a log of maple,
Upon a mighty little cart;
A load for father's cattle.
REPEAT CHORUS
And every time they fired it off,
It took a horn of power;
It made a noise like father's gun
Only a nation louder.
REPEAT CHORUS
And there I see a little keg,
Its head all made of leather,
They knocked upon't with little
sticks.
To call the folks together.
REPEAT CHORUS
And Cap'n Davis had a gun,
He kind o'clapt his hand on't
And stuck a crooked stabbing iron
Upon the litte end on't.
REPEAT CHORUS
The troopers, too, would gallop up
And fire right in our faces;
It scared me almost half to death
To see them run such races.
REPEAT CHORUS
It scared me so I hooked it off,
Not stopped, as I remember,
Nor turned about till I got home,
Locked up in mother's chamber.
REPEAT CHORUS
From Thomas Jefferson and the
Foundations of American
Freedom by Saul Padover
LEWIS & CLARK SONG
sung to the tune of "Gilligan's
Island" by John Williams
words by Ron and Wanda Jones