To Thomas Jefferson from Anonymous, 23 September 1807

Song

1

Now my dear friend to me attend

And listen what I say sir

How on the fourth of Hottest month

We made the British pray sir

2d

When they in Philadelphia were

We floated down the kegs sir

Which made a rumpus in the town

And most wore out their legs sir

3

And when we floated down the kegs

By Washingtons permission

O What fun it was to see

Them wasete their Amunition

4

And when the tide it did run out

The kegs shut up the city

The folks all turned themselvs about

And said it was a pity

5

That we cant drive those kegs away

And make them think we are stronger

For if we donot look out sharp

They’ll worry us longer

6

The poor old kegs now ready stand

To see what they could do sir

Twas pop out here and pop off there

Was all that they could do sir

Chorus

The British are a dirty set

The Devil he will catch them

Americans they need not fret

For God will not forget them

 Yankee doodle doodle doo

 Yankee doodle dandy

 Yankee doodle doodle doo

 Americans are the dandy