Go tell Aunt Rhody,
go tell Aunt Rhody,
go
tell Aunt Rhody the old Grey Goose is dead.
The one she's been saving,
the one she's been saving,
the one she's been saving to make a feather bed.
She died in the mill pond,
she died in the mill pond,
she died in the mill pond,
standing on her head.
The goslings are crying,
the goslings are crying,
the goslings are crying
because their mama's dead.
The gander
is weeping, the gander is weeping, the gander
is weeping because his wife is dead.
Go tell Aunt Rhody,
go tell Aunt Rhody,
go tell Aunt Rhody the old Grey Goose is dead.
