Hannibal, MO

Load up the vittles, pickles, and hams
Melons, and cherry pie
Fritters and dumplin's
Turkeys and yams
Pack in a big supply
Apples and peaches
Soda to sip
Cider is gonna flow
With a hey and a ho
And away we go
On a holiday in Hannibal, Mo…
…souri!

Latch up the windows
Lock up the doors
Gotta get on the go
Line up the buggies
Wagons, and rigs
Meet all the folks you know
You bring the fiddle
You bring the drum
You bring the old banjo
And a hey and a ho
And away we'll go
On a holiday in Hannibal, Mo…
…souri!

Who brung the watermelons?
I done.

Put them in the buggy
By the box of red plums
Who brung the lemonade?

Ask her.

It's here in the wagon
With the buttermilk churn
Where's Mary?
With Nellie.

Standin' guard on the jams and jelly
Where's all the fireworks?
Don't know.

But you're gonna see `em
All the way from here to St. Jo.

Better get ready
The time is right
We'll be gone all day
And half of the night
The road is rugged
So hold on tight
No time for lollygaggin'
Everybody on the wagon.

Giddap!
Get up the horses
Give `em the reigns
They know the way to go
Down by the river
Over the ridge
Into the old meadow.

Oh, what a feelin'
Oh, what a day
Bright as a daisy glow
With a hey and a ho
And away we go
On a holiday in Hannibal, Mo…
…souri!

Oh, what a feelin'
Oh, what a day
Bright as a daisy glow
With a hey and a ho
And away we go
On a holiday in Hannibal, Mo…
…souri!

Oh, what a feelin'
Oh, what a day
Bright as a daisy glow
With a hey and a ho
And away we go
On a holiday in Hannibal, Missouri.