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Brother Jonathan is a gentleman,
Of the true Yankee breed, sirs,
In a pumpkin garden he was found,
Among the scattered seed, sirs,

His father's name was Johnny Bull,
His mother's Sukey Coodle,
And they used to sing the boy to sleep,
By singing Yankee Doodle.

Then success to Brother Jonathan
He was a boy so clever,
He made the foes of freedom run,
And drove them off forever.

He raised potatoes, pumpkins, beans,
And every thing in truth, sirs,
Tobacco, cotton, and sugar cane,
For the lad he had a sweet tooth,

When father Bull for sugar came,
To sweeten his tea and sauces,
The boy you know was not to blame,
For daubing them with lasses.

Then success to Brother Jonathan
He was a boy so clever,
He made the foes of freedom run,
And drove them off forever.

Some thousand troops Bull then dispatched
To curb this youngster's will, sirs,
But soon they all were put to flight,
On little Bunker Hill, sirs,

At Princeton, and at Monmouth too,
We shone with like resplendence;
At Yorktown victory crowned the rest,
Which gave us Independence.

Then success to Brother Jonathan
He was a boy so clever,
He made the foes of freedom run,
And drove them off forever.

Now Johnny thought he'd best be off,
And leave his son be quiet,
But yet to go was rather loath,
Unless he'd have a riot,

So he greased the pole that held the flag,
To frighten our Yankee tars, sirs,
But soon beyond old Johnny's rag,
Was seen the stripes and stars, sirs.

Then success to Brother Jonathan
He was a boy so clever,
He made the foes of freedom run,
And drove them off forever.

When thirty years had gone and past,
And we lived snug and coodle,
John, forgetting what had passed before,
Came back to Yankee Doodle,

Says Jonathan if you presume
To touch our gals or cotton,
I guess as how, I'll learn you soon,
A lesson you've forgotten.

Then success to Brother Jonathan
He was a boy so clever,
He made the foes of freedom run,
And drove them off forever.