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 featherbed.
She died in the millpond, she died in the millpond, she died in the millpond
from standing on her head.

She left nine young goslins; she left nine young goslins; she left nine young
goslins to scratch for their own bread.
Her goslins 
Velvet Green lyrics

Walking on velvet green.  Scots pine growing.
Isn't it rare to be taking the air, singing.
Walking on velvet green.
Walking on velvet green.  Distant cows lowing.
Never a care: with your legs in the air, loving.
are weeping, crying and peeping, her goslins are weeping because
their mammy's dead.
The old gander's mourning, the old gander's mourning, the old gander's mourning
because his wife is dead.

The barnyard's a-weeping, the barnyard's a-weeping, the barnyard's a-weeping
waiting to be fed.
Go tell Aunt Rhody, go tell Aunt Rhody, we took her in the kitchen and cooked
her all day long.
And broke all the fork teeth, broke all the fork teeth, and broke all the
Outtathaway! lyrics

I get 
What I own 
Don't let 
The feelings that I choose 
'Cause everybody else do 

Gotta get outtathaway! 
No time for me to stay 
Everyone in the world dont affect you 

We think 
 fork
teeth, they were'nt strong enough.
Broke out Granddad's teeth, broke all Granddad's teeth, broke old Grandad's
teeth. The old grey goose is tough.

Go tell Aunt Rhody, go tell Aunt Rhody, go tell Aunt Rhody, the old grey goose
is tough.
Go tell Aunt Rhody, go tell Aunt Rhody, go tell Aunt Rhody, we hauled her to
the mill.
We'll grind her into sausages and make mincemeat, grind her into sausages if
only the miller will.
She broke all the saw teeth,
I'm So Beautiful lyrics

Out
out tonight
feel like going out in the night

I'm gonna walk the street
walk the street

I wanna feel the heat
feel the heat.
There ain't nobody better than me
can't you see? Look at me!
Wild
 broke all the saw teeth, broke all the saw teeth,
that old grey goose is tough.

Go tell Aunt Rhody, go tell Aunt Rhody, go tell Aunt Rhody, we know this is a
shock.
Go tell Aunt Rhody, go tell Aunt Rhody, go tell Aunt Rhody, we know this is a
shock.
But go tell Aunt Rhody, poor old Aunt Rhody, go tell Aunt Rhody, we buried her
under a rock.
Go run and tell Aunt Rhody, run and tell Aunt Rhody, tun and tell Aunt Rhody,
the old grey goose is dead.