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Go tell Aunt Rhody,Go tell Aunt Rhody,Go tell Aunt RhodyThe old gray goose is dead.The one she's been saving,The one she's been saving,The one she's been savingTo make a feather bed.The goslings are mourning,The goslings are mourning,The goslings are mourning,Because their mother's dead.The old gander's weeping,The old gander's weeping,The old gander's weeping,Because his wife is dead.She died in the mill pond,She died in the mill pond,She died in the mill pondFrom standing on her head.Go tell Aunt Rhody,Go tell Aunt Rhody,Go tell Aunt RhodyThe old gray goose is dead. From Letras Mania