To Gramma's house we go,
Heigh ho, heigh ho, heigh ho!
We're on our way with horse and sleigh,
Through fluffy drifts of snow.
Oh, what a trip to take.
She'll have a chocolate cake.
There'll be some pies, of monstrous size,
And chestnuts we can bake
To Gramma's house we go,
Heigh ho, heigh ho, heigh ho!
What lovely things Thanksgiving brings;
The nicest things we know!
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