Go tell Aunt Rhody Go tell Aunt Rhody Go tell Aunt Rhody That the old gray goose is dead The one she's been saving The one she's been saving The one she's been saving To make a feather bed Old gander's weeping Old gander's weeping Old gander's weeping Because his wife is dead And the goslings are mourning The goslings are mourning Goslings are mourning Because their mother's dead She died in the mill pond She died in the mill pond Died in the mill pond From standing on her head Go tell Aunt Rhody Go tell Aunt Rhody Go tell Aunt Rhody That the old gray goose is dead Go tell Aunt Rhody Go tell Aunt Rhody Go tell Aunt Rhody