Aunt Rhodie

Go tell Aunt Rhodie Go tell Aunt Rhodie Go tell Aunt Rhodie That the old gray goose is dead The one she's been saving The one she's been saving The one she's been saving The one she's been saving To make a feather bed The old gander's weeping The old gander's weeping The old gander's weeping The old gander's weeping Because his wife is dead And the goslings are mourning The goslings are mourning The goslings are mourning The goslings are mourning Because their mother's dead She died in the mill pond She died in the mill pond She died in the mill pond She died in the mill pond From standing on her head Go tell Aunt Rhodie Go tell Aunt Rhodie Go tell Aunt Rhodie Go tell Aunt Rhodie That the old gray goose is dead