Songs Campfire Songs IV
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ALIVE, AWAKE, ALERT
Chorus:
I’m alive, awake, alert, enthusiastic!
I’m alive, awake, alert, enthusiastic!
I’m alive, awake, alert, Alert, awake, alive.
I’m alive, awake, alert, enthusiastic!
(when you sing:
I’m alive----- tap thighs
Awake -------- clap hands
Alert -------- snap fingers
Enthusiastic - wiggle torso)
ANNOUNCEMENTS, ANNOUNCEMENTS
Announcements, announcements, announcements,
A horrible way to die,
A horrible way to die,
A horrible way to get talked to death.
A horrible way to die,
Make announcements short and sweet
Short and sweet, short and sweet.
Make announcements short and sweet
Short and sweet, short and sweet.
For they are boring.
(sing this any time the four-letter word announcements is used)
THE ANTS GO MARCHING
The ants go marching one by one. Hurrah! Hurrah!
The ants go marching one by one. Hurrah! Hurrah!
The ants go marching one by one.
The little one stops to suck his thumb.
And they all go marching down,
To the ground, to get out of the rain.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
(other verses)
two by two tie his shoe
three by three climb a tree
four by four shut the door
five by five take a dive
six by six pick up sticks
seven by seven pray to heaven
eight by eight shut the gate
nine by nine check the time
ten by ten say "The End"
AN AUSTRIAN
Oh, an Austrian went yodeling on a mountain so high,
When along came a cuckoo bird interrupting his cry.
Oh Le De
Yoddle le kee kee,
Yoddle le coo coo, coo coo
Yoddle le kee kee,
Yoddle le coo coo, coo coo
Yoddle le kee kee,
Yoddle le coo coo, coo coo
Yoddle le kee kee oh.
Grizzly bear Grr.
Lumberjack Timber
Avalanche shhhh
Two lovers kiss, kiss
Preacher man Amen
BEAR SONG
The other day (repeat)
I met a bear (repeat)
Up in the woods (repeat)
A way up there. (repeat)
(all sing)
The other day I met a bear,
Up in the woods a way up there.
He looked at me (repeat)
I looked at him (repeat)
He sized up me (repeat)
I sized up him. (repeat)
(all sing)
He looked at me I looked at him
He sized up me I sized up him.
He said to me; (repeat)
Why don’t you run? (repeat)
Because I see (repeat)
You have no gun. (repeat)
(all sing)
He said to me; "Why don’t you run
Because I see you have no gun."
And so I ran (repeat)
Away from there (repeat)
But right behind me (repeat)
Came that bear. (repeat)
(all sing)
And so I ran away from there
But right behind me came that bear.
Ahead of me (repeat)
I saw a tree (repeat)
Oh glory be (repeat)
A great big tree. (repeat)
(all sing)
Ahead of me I saw a tree.
Oh glory be a great big tree.
The nearest branch (repeat)
Was ten feet up (repeat)
I’d have to jump (repeat)
And trust to luck. (repeat)
(all sing)
The nearest branch was ten feet up
I’d have to jump and trust to luck.
And so I jumped (repeat)
Into the air (repeat)
But I missed that branch (repeat)
A way up there. (repeat)
(all sing)
And so I jumped into the air
But I missed that branch a way up there.
Now don’t you fret (repeat)
Now don’t you frown (repeat)
I caught that branch (repeat)
On the way back down. (repeat)
(all sing)
Now don’t you fret now don’t you frown
I caught that branch on the way back down.
The moral of (repeat)
This story is (repeat)
Don’t talk to bears (repeat)
In NIKE shoes. (repeat)
(all sing)
The moral of this story is
Don’t talk to bears in NIKE shoes.
This is the end (repeat)
There ain’t no more (repeat)
Unless I meet (repeat)
That bear once more. (repeat)
(all sing)
This is the end there ain’t no more
Unless I meet that bear once more.
WE’LL ALL BE SINGING
One finger we’ll all keep singing.
One finger we’ll all keep singing.
One finger we’ll all keep singing.
We’ll all be merry and bright.
2. One finger, one thumb
3. One finger, one thumb, one arm
4. One finger, one thumb, one arm, one leg
5. One finger, one thumb, one arm, one leg, a nod of the
head,
6. One finger, one thumb, one arm, one leg, a nod of the
head, stand up - sit down
7. One finger, one thumb, one arm, one leg, a nod of the
head, stand up - sit down, stick out your tongue.
BIG ROCK CANDY MOUNTAIN (SCOUTING)
On a summer’s day in the month of May,
A Tenderfoot Scout came hiking,
Down a shady lane in the sugar cane;
He was looking for his liking.
As he strolled along he sang a song
Of a land of milk and honey,
Where a Scout can stay for many a day,
And he don’t need any money.
Chorus:
O the buzzin’ of the bees
And the chocolate trees,
And the root beer fountain,
Where lemonade springs,
And the bluebird signs,
On the Big Rock Candy Mountain.
On the Big Rock Candy Mountain
All the frogs have wooden legs,
The bulldogs all have rubber teeth,
The hens lay soft boiled eggs,
The farmer’s trees are full of fruit,
The barn’s full of hay,
So I manna go where there ain’t no snow,
Where the sleet don’t fall
And the wind don’t blow,
On the Big Rock Candy Mountain.
CHORUS
There’s a beach of sun,
Where we can have fun,
And the ice cream grows on bushes;
In the new mown hay,
We can sleep all day,
And the malls all have free lunches.
Where the rock and roll pops,
And the music never stops,
And the folks are tender hearted,
Where you never change your socks,
And you never throw rocks,
And you hair is never parted.
CHORUS
Oh, a farmer and his son,
They were on the run,
To the hay field they were bounding,
Said the Scout to the son,
"Why don’t you come
To that Big Rock Candy Mountain?"
So the very next day they hiked away,
The mile posts they kept counting,
But they never arrived at the lemonade tide
On the Big Rock Candy Mountain
CHORUS
BINGO
There was a farmer had a dog
And Bingo was his name-o.
B-I-N-G-O, B-I-N-G-O, B-I-N-G-O,
And Bingo was his name-o.
BIRDIE SONG
Way up in the sky,
The little birds fly,
While down in the nest,
The little birds rest.
With a wing on their left,
And a wing on their right,
The little birds slumber,
All through the night.
Shhhhhh!
BIRDS IN THE WILDERNESS
(tune: Old Gray Mare)
Here we sit like birds in the wilderness,
Birds in the wilderness,
Birds in the wilderness.
Here we sit like birds in the wilderness,
Waiting for (whomever) to come.
Waiting for (whomever) to come.
Waiting for (whomever) to come.
Here we sit like birds in the wilderness,
Waiting for (whomever) to come.
(put any name in the "whomever" spot)
BOA CONSTRICTOR
(Chorus is sung by everyone, the Leader does the spoken parts, then everyone sings the chorus, another individual does the snake parts at the end)
Chorus:
I’m being swallowed by a boa constrictor, a boa constrictor,
a boa constrictor.
I’m being swallowed by a boa constrictor, a boa constrictor, a
boa constrictor.
And I don’t like snakes one bit.
LEADER SPOKEN PARTS
Oh no! He’s swallowed my toe.
Oh gee! He’s up to my knee.
Oh my! He’s up to my thigh.
Oh jelly! He’s up to my belly.
Oh heck! He’s up to my neck.
I’m nearly all in,
he’s up to my chin!
Oh dread! He’s swallowing my....
SNAKE: BURP! ‘CUSE ME.
MY BONNIE (variations)
Last night as I lay on my pillow,
Last night as I lay on my bed.
I stuck my feet out of the window,
Next morning, my neighbors were dead.
Bring back, Bring back, Bring back
My neighbors to me, to me.
Bring back, Bring back, Bring back
My neighbors to me, to me.
My bonnie leaned over the gas tank
The height of its contents to see.
I lighted a match to assist her,
Oh, bring back my bonnie to me.
Bring back, Bring back, Bring back
My Bonnie to me, to me.
Bring back, Bring back, Bring back
My Bonnie to me, to me.
My breakfast lies over the ocean,
My luncheon lies over the rail,
My supper lies in great commotion,
Will someone please bring me a pail?
Please bring, please bring, please
bring a pail to me, to me.
Please bring, please bring, please
bring a pail to me, to me.
Who knows what I had for breakfast?
Who knows what I had for tea?
Who knows what I had for supper?
Just look out the window and see.
Clams, clams, clams, clams,
Clams and ice cream don’t agree with me.
Clams, clams, clams, clams,
Clams and ice cream don’t agree with me.
BOOM CHICKA BOOM
(Everyone repeats what the leader says)
I said a boom chicka boom
I said a boom chicka boom
I said a boom chicka rocka chicka rocka chicka boom
Oh ya’
Auh huh
One more time now.
Then:
Higher
Lower
Faster
Slower
Louder
Softer
CANNIBAL KING
The cannibal king with a big nose ring,
Fell in love with a fair young dame—
And ev’vy night by the pale moonlight,
Across the lake he came.
Oh, a hug and kiss for a Zulu miss,
In the shade of the old palm tree----
And it sounded like this to me.
Chorus:
Barrumph (kiss, kiss)
Barrumph (kiss, kiss)
Barrumph ti di a di aye -----
Barrumph (kiss, kiss)
Barrumph (kiss, kiss)
Barrumph ti di a di aye.
The Cannibal King went out on a fling
Out with his fair young dame—
And so that night by the pale moonlight,
Across the lake he came.
He placed a band upon her hand,
And so that night by the pale moonlight,
They pitched a little woo.
CHORUS
THE CAPTAIN
(tune: My Bonnie)
The sailors, they eat in the galley,
The captain, he eats in the nob.
It isn’t he eats any better,
It’s so they won’t know he’s a slob.
Chorus:
Shape Up! Shape Up!
O shape up or ship out today, today.
Shape Up! Shape Up!
O shape up or ship out today.
The sailors, they sleep in their hammocks,
The captain, he sleeps in his bed.
It’s not that he sleeps any better,
He’s 20 feet neared the head.
CHORUS
The sailors, they ride in the longboat.
The captain, he rides in his gig.
It’s not that he rides any better,
It makes the old buzzard feel big.
CHORUS
SIPPIN’ CIDER
(Leader sings a line and everyone repeats.)
The prettiest girl (repeat)
I ever saw (repeat)
Was sippin’ ci- (repeat)
Der through a straw. (repeat)
(all sing)
The prettiest girl, I ever saw
Was sippin’ cider through a straw.
Says I to her (repeat)
What you doin’ that fer? (repeat)
A sippin’ ci- (repeat)
Der through a straw. (repeat)
(all sing)
Says I to her; -What you doin’ that fer?
A sippin’ cider through a straw.
Then cheek to cheek (repeat)
And jaw to jaw (repeat)
We both sipped ci- (repeat)
Der through a straw. (repeat)
(all sing)
Then cheek to cheek and jaw to jaw,
We both sipped cider through a straw.
And now and then (repeat)
That straw would slip (repeat)
And we’d sip ci- (repeat)
Der lip to lip. (repeat)
(all sing)
And now and then that straw would slip,
And we’d sip cider lip to lip.
That’s how I got (repeat)
My mother-in-law (repeat)
And forty-nine kids (repeat)
That call me Paw. (repeat)
(all sing)
That’s how I got my mother-in-law
And forty-nine kids that call me Paw.
The moral of (repeat)
This story is (repeat)
Don’t sip your ci- (repeat)
Der, drink ROOT BEER! (repeat)
(all sing)
The moral of this story is
Don’t sip your cider, drink ROOT BEER!
COMMERCIAL MIXUP
(tune: Farmer In the Dell)
Last night I watched TV.
I saw my favorite show.
I heard a strange commercial.
I can’t believe it’s so.
Feed your dog Chiffon.
Comet cures a cold.
Use S.O.S. pads on your face
To keep from looking old.
For headaches take some Certs.
Use Tide to clean your face
And do shampoo with Elmer’s glue,
It holds your hair in place.
Perhaps I and confused.
I might not have it right.
But one thing I am certain of,
I’ll watch TV tonight.
COMPUTER SONG
(tune: Take Me Out to the Ballgame)
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THE COO-COO BIRD
In the springtime around the lake,
As I wandered along,
I spied a young coo-coo bird,
A singing this song.
Chorus:
Boom a lac-a kee-a, Boom a lac-coo-coo.
Boom a lac-a kee-a, Boom a lac-coo-coo.
Boom a lac-a kee-a, Boom a lac-coo-coo.
Boom a lac-a kee-a, Boom.
In the springtime around the lake,
As I wandered along,
I spied two young coo-coo birds,
A singing this song.
(Repeat chorus and add another coo-coo bird to the chorus.)
(For each additional bird, add another coo-coo to the chorus.)
COWPIES
(tune: Rawhide)
Watch ‘em, watch ‘em, watch ‘em
Keep your eyes peeled for ‘em
Think we’re headed for some
COWPIES ------
They’re round and green and mushy
They come form a cow’s tushy
And soon they will be covered
With flies ---
Walkin’ thru this pasture
Please don’t walk no faster
It could be disaster
COWPIES ------
Don’t try an’ understand ‘em
Just try an’ walk around ‘em
You could miss ‘em if
You tried ----
Workin’ in a stable
Scoop ‘em if yer able
Do a dude a favor
COWPIES ------
He’s riding on a pillow
His boots are armadillo
If he steps in one he surely
Would die ----
So, scoop em up, shovel ‘em up,
Rake ‘em up, pick ‘em up
COWPIES ------
CUTEST BEAR
The cutest bear (repeat)
I ever saw (repeat)
Was sittin’ in the road (repeat)
With a sandwich in his paw (repeat)
(all sing)
The cutest bear I ever saw.
Was sittin’ in the road with a sandwich in his paw.
I asked him if (repeat)
He’d pose for me (repeat)
He said he would (repeat)
For a nominal fee (repeat)
(all sing)
I asked him if he’d pose for me.
He said he would for a nominal fee.
I walked right up (repeat)
And looked at him (repeat)
He opened his mouth (repeat)
And shoved me in (repeat)
(all sing)
I walked right up and looked at him.
He opened his mouth and shoved me in.
Now here I sit (repeat)
Inside this Bear (repeat)
I need some HELP (repeat)
And a little fresh air (repeat)
(all sing)
Now here I sit inside this Bear.
I need some HELP and a little fresh air.
DEACON WENT DOWN
Oh, the deacon went down (repeat)
To the cellar to pray. (repeat)
He found a jug, (repeat)
And he stayed all day. (repeat)
(all)
Oh, the deacon went down to the cellar to pray.
He found a jug, and he stayed all day.
I ain’t a gonna grieve my Lord no more.
If you get to Heaven, (repeat)
Before I do (repeat)
Just poke a hole (repeat)
And pull me through. (repeat)
(all)
If you get to Heaven, before I do
Just poke a hole, and pull me through.
I ain’t a gonna grieve my Lord no more.
Oh you can’t get to Heaven (repeat)
In (insert name) shoes. (repeat)
Cause the Lord don’t allow (repeat)
No war canoes. (repeat)
(all)
Oh you can’t get to Heaven in (insert name) shoes.
Cause the Lord don’t allow no war canoes.
Oh, you can’t get to Heaven (repeat)
On roller skates. (repeat)
You’ll roll right by (repeat)
Those pearly gates. (repeat)
(all)
Oh, you can’t get to Heaven on roller skates.
You’ll roll right by those pearly gates.
I ain’t a gonna grieve my Lord no more.
Oh, you can’t get to Heaven (repeat)
In a (insert name) car, (repeat)
Cause the gosh darn thing, (repeat)
Won’t go that far. (repeat)
(all)
Oh, you can’t get to Heaven in (insert name) car,
Cause the gosh darn thing, won’t go that far.
I ain’t a gonna grieve my Lord no more.
Oh, you can’t get to Heaven (repeat)
With (insert name) nose. (repeat)
Cause the Lord don’t allow (repeat)
No fire hose. (repeat)
(all)
Oh, you can’t get to Heaven with (insert name) nose.
Cause the Lord don’t allow no fire hose.
I ain’t a gonna grieve my Lord no more.
You can’t get to Heaven (repeat)
On a pair of skis, (repeat)
You’ll shuse right through (repeat)
Saint Peter’s knees. (repeat)
(all)
You can’t get to Heaven on a pair of skis,
You’ll shuse right through Saint Peter’s knees.
I ain’t a gonna grieve my Lord no more.
That’s all there is (repeat)
And dere ain’t no more, (repeat)
Saint Peter said (repeat)
As he closed the door. (repeat)
(all)
That’s all there is and dere ain’t no more,
Saint Peter said as he closed the door.
I ain’t a gonna grieve my Lord no more.
(Last chorus):
I ain’t a gonna grieve my Lord no more,
I ain’t a gonna grieve my Lord no more,
I ain’t a gonna grieve my Lord no more.
DING-A-LING
When I was a little bitty boy,
My grandmother gave me a brand-new toy.
Silver Bells on a string,
She told me it was
My ding-a-ling-a-ling.
CHORUS
My ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling,
Won’t you play with my ding-a-ling.
My ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling,
Won’t you play with my ding-a-ling.
On my way to Grammar School,
I stopped in at the vestibule.
Every time the bell would ring,
They caught me playing with
My ding-a-ling-a-ling.
CHORUS
Went to cross turtle creek,
Snapper snappin’ at my feet.
Sure was hard to cross that thing,
With both hands on
My ding-a-ling-a-ling.
CHORUS
I climbed upon the garden wall,
Slipped and had an awful fall.
I fell so hard, I heard bells ring,
But I held on to
My ding-a-ling-a-ling.
CHORUS
This little song, it ain’t so bad,
Best little song you ever did have.
For those of you who will not sing,
You must be playing with
Your own ding-a-ling-a-ling.
CHORUS
SWEETLY SINGS THE DONKEY
Sweetly sings the donkey,
At the break of day;
If you do not feed him,
This is what he’ll say:
Hee-haw! Hee-haw!
Hee-haw! Hee-haw! Hee-haw!
DO YOUR EARS HANG LOW?
(tune: Turkey in the Straw)
Do your ears hang low?
Do they wobble to and fro?
Can you tie them in a knot?
Can you tie them in a bow?
Can you throw them over your shoulder
Like a continental soldier?
Do your ears hang low?
Do your ears hang high?
Do they reach up to the sky?
Do they droop when their wet?
Do they stiffen when they dry?
Can you semaphore your neighbor
With a minimum of labor?
Do your ears hang high?
ALL YOU ETA
All you eta, think of all you eta,
All you eta, think of all you et.
Think of all the soup you et,
Think of all the soup you et,
Soup you et, soup you et.....OH...
All you eta, think of all you eta,
All you eta, think of all you et.
Think of all the corn you et,
Think of all the corn you et,
corn you et, corn you et.....OH...
(other verses; meat, salad, pie, cobbler, potatoes, lobster, etc.)
FLEA
(Everyone repeats what the leader says)
Flea
Flea, fly,
Flea fly flo
Vista
Kumala, kumala, kumala vista
Oh no no no not the vista
Ene mene esta mene oowah oowah a meenie
Dese mene soo la mene oowah oowah a meenie
Beep billy oat n dote n bo bo ba deet n dat n
SHHHHHHHHHH!!!!
FOUND A PEANUT
(tune: Clementine)
Found a peanut, found a peanut,
Found a peanut just now.
Just now found a peanut,
Found a peanut just now
It was rotten, it was rotten,
It was rotten just now.
Just now it was rotten,
It was rotten just now.
(other verses)
Ate it any way
Got a stomach.
Called the doctor.
Had surgery.
Died anyway.
Went to heaven.
Forgot my teddy bear.
Back in heaven.
Kicked an angle.
Went the other way.
Shoveling coal.
Found a peanut.
It was rotten.
Threw it away.
FROGS GO POP
(tune: The Old Gray Mare)
We all know frogs go POP in the microwave,
POP in the microwave, POP in the microwave,
We all know frogs go POP in the microwave,
When you turn it on.
We all know frogs go
SQUELCH when you step on them,
SQUELCH when you step on them,
SQUELCH when you step on them,
We all know frogs go
SQUELCH when you step on them,
So better wipe your shoes.
We all know frogs go WHIZZ in the blender,
WHIZZ in the blender, WHIZZ in the blender,
We all know frogs go WHIZZ in the blender,
When you turn it ooooonnnnnnnnn!
GHOST CHICKENS IN THE SKY
(tune: Ghost Riders in the sky)
A chicken farmer went out
One dark and dreary day.
He rested by the coop,
As he went along his way.
When all at once a rotten egg
Hit him in the eye.
It was the sight he dreaded...
Ghost chickens in the sky.
Bok, bok, bok, bok.
Bok, bok, bok, bok.
Ghost chickens in the sky
The farmer has raised chickens
Since he was twenty-four.
Working for the Colonel
For thirty years or more.
Killing all those chickens
And sending them to fry.
Now they want revenge...
Ghost chickens in the sky.
Bok, bok, bok, bok.
Bok, bok, bok, bok.
Ghost chickens in the sky
Their feet were black and shiny,
Their eyes were burning red.
They had no meat or feathers,
These chickens all were dead.
They picked the farmer up
And he died by the CLAW.
They cooked him EXTRA CRISPY,
And ate him with cole slaw.
Bok, bok, bok, bok.
Bok, bok, bok, bok.
Ghost chickens in the sky
GHOST STAFFERS IN THE SKY
The S - P - L went hiking out
One dark and windy day,
Upon his staff he rested
As he went along his way,
When all at once a motley crew
Of red-eyed staff he saw,
A plowin’ through the ragged skies
And up a dusty draw.
Yip-i-ya-a, yip-i-ya-o,
Ghost Staffers in the sky.
Their feet were still on fire
And their hearts were made of steel
Their boots were black and grungy
And their hot breath he could feel.
A bolt of fear went through him
As they stumbled down the trail.
For as he saw the staffers fallin hard
He could hear their mournful wail.
Yip-i-ya-a, yip-i-ya-o,
Ghost Staffers in the sky.
Their faces were gaunt,
Their eyes were red,
Their shirts all soaked with sweat,
They’re workin hard to catch the point,
But they ain’t caught it yet.
They’ve got to work forevermore
On that course up in the sky.
Driven by a heartless man,
On listen to them cry.
Yip-i-ya-a, yip-i-ya-o,
Ghost Staffers in the sky.
And as their leader went on by,
He heard him call his name,
If you want to save your soul
From hell a hikin with this pain
Then S-P-L you’d better change your ways
Or with us you will hike
Trying to catch the devil’s staff
Along this endless pike.
Yip-i-ya-a, yip-i-ya-o,
Ghost Staffers in the sky.
GING GANG GOOLI
Ging gang gooli gooli gooli gooli
Ging gang goo, ging gang goo.
Ging gang gooli gooli gooli gooli watcha
Ging gang goo, ging gang goo.
Hay la, hay la shay la,
Hay la shay la hay la ho-o.
Hay la, hay la shay la.
Hay la shay la hay la ho.
Shawly wally, shawly wally,
Shawly wally, shawly wally
Umpa, umpa, umpa, umpa!
(One part of the group repeats the umpa, umpa etc. while the other repeats the verse)
GOAT SONG
There was a man, (repeat)
Now please take note. (repeat)
There was a man. (repeat)
He had a goat. (repeat)
He loved that goat. (repeat)
One day that goat (repeat)
Felt frisky and fine. (repeat)
Ate three red shirts (repeat)
From off the line. (repeat)
the man he grabbed (repeat)
It by the back, (repeat)
And tied it to (repeat)
The railroad track (repeat)
And when the train (repeat)
pulled into sight, (repeat)
That goat grew green (repeat)
And pale with fright. (repeat)
It heaved a sigh, (repeat)
As if in pain, (repeat)
Coughed up those shirts (repeat)
And flagged the train. (repeat)
MY GOOSE
Why shouldn’t my goose, sing as well as thy goose?
When I paid for my goose, twice as much as thou?
GRANNY’S IN THE CELLAR
Oh, granny’s in the cellar
Oh, dearie, can’t you smell her?
She’s cookin’ on that gosh darn dirty stove.
In her eye there is a matter
That keeps drippin’ in the batter.
And the (sniff) keeps runnin’ down her nose.
Down her nose.(sniff)
Down her nose. (sniff)
And the (sniff) keeps runnin’ down her nose.
LITTLE GREEN FROG
Baroomp went the little green frog one day.
Baroomp went the little green frog one day.
Baroomp went the little green frog one day.
And his eyes went BLAP! BLAP! BLAP!
GROUND ROUND
(tune: Downtown)
When you eat meat but hate the meat you’re eating
Then you’ve surely got GROUND ROUND.
It’s so unnerving when they’re constantly serving
It in eating spots—GROUND ROUND.
It may be called Salisbury, cube steak, or beef patty,
No matter what it’s called,
It’s always overcooked and fatty.
What can you do?
Sound off to your waiter there,
Loudly pound on the table,
Stand up on your chair,
And shout, GROUND ROUND.
Always they’re conning me, GROUND ROUND.
Piled on my plate, I see GROUND ROUND.
HAM AND EGGS
Ham and eggs, ham and eggs,
I like mine fried nice and brown,
I like mine fried upside down;
Ham and eggs, ham and eggs,
Flip ‘em, flop ‘em,
Flop ‘em, flip ‘em,
Ham and eggs!
IF YOU’RE HAPPY
If you’re happy and you know it,
Clap your hands.
If you’re happy and you know it, clap your hands.
If you’re happy and you know it,
Then you really ought to show it,
If you’re happy and you know it, clap your hands.
(Repeat as above with):
Stomp your feet
Shout "Hoo-ray" (or "A-men")
Do all three.
HEAD AND SHOULDERS
Head and shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes.
Head and shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes.
Eyes and ears and mouth and nose,
Head and shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes.
(touch each part of the body with both hands as you sing)
OH HERE WE ARE
Oh, here we are (repeat)
About our fire (repeat)
And here we’ll stay (repeat)
Until we tire (repeat)
Oh, here we are about our fire,
And here we’ll stay until we tire.
Oh, we ain’t gonna leave our friends no more.
We ain’t gonna leave our friends no more,
We ain’t gonna leave our friends no more.
HEY HO! NOBODY HOME
Hey, ho! Nobody home.
Meat nor drink nor money have I none;
Yet will I be mer - ry.
Hey, ho! Nobody home.
(sung as a round)
THERE’S A HOLE IN THE BUCKET
There’s a hole in the bucket dear Liza, dear Liza,
There’s a hole in the bucket dear Liza, a hole.
Well, fix it dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry,
Well, fix it dear Henry; Fix it.
With what shall I mend it,
With a straw.
The straw is too long,
Then cut it.
With what shall I cut it,
With an ax.
The ax is too dull,
Then sharpen it,
With what shall I sharpen it,
With a stone.
The stone is too dry,
Then wet it.
With what shall I wet it,
With water.
With what shall I fetch it,
With a bucket.
There’s a hole in the bucket.
HOLE IT THE BOTTOM OF THE SEA
There’s a hole in the bottom of the sea.
There’s a hole in the bottom of the sea.
There’s a hole.
There’s a hole.
There’s a hole in the bottom of the sea.
There’s a log in the hole in the bottom of the sea.
There’s a log in the hole in the bottom of the sea.
There’s a log.
There’s a log.
There’s a hole in the bottom of the sea.
(other verses)
There’s a bump on the log ....
There’s a frog on the bump ....
There’s a leg on the frog ....
There’s a foot on the leg ....
There’s a toe on the foot ....
There’s a wart on the toe ....
There’s a hair on the wart ....
There’s a flea on the hair ....
There’s a smile on the flea ...
OH! HOW I HATE TO GET UP IN THE MORNING
Chorus:
Oh, how I hate to get up in the morning,
Oh, how I’d love to remain in bed ---
For the hardest blow of all,
Is to hear the bugler call;
You’ve got to get up, you’ve got to get up,
You’ve go to get up this morning.
Someday I’m going to murder the bugler,
Someday they’re going to find him dead ---
I’ll amputate his reveille,
And step upon it heavily,
And spend the rest of my life in bed.
CHORUS
INSECT COVERED WORLD
(tune: It’s a Small World)
It’s a world of mosquitoes, a world of moths,
It’s a world of centipedes, a world of wasps,
There’s so much that we share
That it’s time we’re aware,
It’s an insect covered world.
Chorus:
It’s an insect covered world.
It’s an insect covered world.
It’s an insect covered world.
It’s an insect covered world.
It’s a world of beetles, a world of fleas,
It’s a world of caterpillars, a world of bees,
In this world that we know,
There is so much to show,
It’s an insect covered world.
CHORUS
OH I WISH I WERE
Oh, I wish I were a little bar of soap.
Oh, I wish I were a little bar of soap.
I would slippy and I’d slidy,
Over everybody’s hiney.
Oh, I wish I were a little bar of soap.
Hunk of mud -I’d ooey and I’d gooey
Under everybody’s shoey.
Can of pop - I’d go down with a slurp
And I’d come up with a burp.
Slippery root - I’d sit upon the trail
And knock everyone on his tail.
(Make up your own verses)
HE JUMPED FROM 40,000 FEET
He jumped from 40,000 feet and didn’t pull the cord.
He jumped from 40,000 feet and didn’t pull the cord.
He jumped from 40,000 feet and didn’t pull the cord.
And he ain’t gonna jump no more.
Chorus:
Gory! Gory! What a heck of mess he made.
Gory! Gory! What a heck of mess he made.
Gory! Gory! What a heck of mess he made.
And he ain’t gonna jump no more.
(Other Verses)
He landed on the pavement like a glob of strawberry jam.
They scraped him off the pavement on a piece of moldy bread.
They took him home to Mama on that piece of moldy bread.
She hung him on the mantle for all the world to see.
He slipped off the mantle and he landed in the fire.
He went up the chimney in a puff of dirty smoke.
He drifted up to Heaven and he landed on a cloud.
Now he’s happy up in Heaven and he’s living on a cloud.
I’M A JUVENILE DELINQUENT
I’m a juvenile delinquent,
Roam the streets from one to four.
Hang around with all the guys and gals
Waiting for the pickup to come.
Oh, I’m a juvenile delinquent,
Afraid to go home anymore, my mama hates me.
Afraid to go home anymore, my daddy beats me.
Afraid to go home anymore, and then there’s Granny
Swingin’ on the outhouse door, just like she owned it
Swingin’ on the outhouse door, without her nighty,
Swingin’ on the outhouse door, this is the last time,
Swingin’ on the outhouse door, Ha, Ha, I fooled you,
Swingin’ on the outhouse door.
THE KEEPER
The keeper did a hunting go,
And under his cloak, he carried a bow.
All to shoot a merry little doe
Among the leaves so green-o.
Chorus:
| (group A) | (group B) |
| Jackie Boy? | Master! |
| Sing ye well? | Very well! |
| Hey down! | Hoe down! |
(all)
Derry, derry down among the leaves so green-o
| (group A) | (group B) |
| To my hey | To my hoe |
| down down | down down |
| Hey down! | Hoe Down! |
(all)
Derry, derry down among the leaves so green-o
The first doe he shot at, he missed.
The second doe he trimmed, he kissed.
The third doe went where nobody missed.
Among the leaves so green-o.
CHORUS
The fourth doe she got caught by a tree,
Because of this she could not flee.
So he slew her quite leisurely,
Among the leaves so green-o.
CHORUS
The fifth doe she did cross the brook.
The keeper brought her back with his crook.
Where she is now, you must look,
Among the leaves so green-o.
CHORUS
KING OF THE CAMP
(tune: King of the Road)
Flies, bugs, and bumblebees,
Chigger bites on my knees;
Band-aides from head to toes,
Gotta sunburn on my nose;
I’ve got sand in the food I eat,
I’ve got blisters on both my feet;
I’m in pain but I can’t complain,
I’M KING OF THE CAMP!
The parents bring their kids to stay
Here until Labor Day!
When they become a drag,
I give them a plastic bag;
I’ve got cuts, bruises, and some bumps,
Chicken pox, and the mumps;
I’ve got ulcers just because,
I’M KING OF THE CAMP!
I know all the moms and dads
And all their brats;
All of their doggies
and all of their cats;
If the same kids are as great
As the parents all say,
Then how come every summer
They send them away?
Meanwhile, back at the pool,
Water is nice and cool;
Kids splashing all around
While I teach ‘em how to drown.
I lose more brats that way,
I lose some in the woods each day;
I’m a bitter babysitter,
I’M KING OF THE CAMP!
CAMP KOOKAMONGA
In 19 and 89 We took a little hike
With our Scoutmaster
Down to Lake A-Nik-A-Nike.
We took a little Pizza
And some sour kraut
And we marched along together
‘Til we heard the Girl Scouts.
We’re the boys from Camp Kookamonga
Our mothers’ sent us here
For to study nature’s ways.
We learned to make sparks
By rubbin’ sticks together
But, if we catch the Girl Scouts,
We’ll set the woods a blaze.
Well, we crept up to the water
And we see’d The girls a swimmin’
There must of been a hundred
Of them pretty young wimmin.
They looked so fine
Even birds forgot to sing.
We laid down in the poison oak
And didn’t say a thing.
We’re the boys from Camp Kookamonga
Our mothers’ sent us here
For to study nature’s ways.
We learned to make sparks
By rubbin’ sticks together
But, if we catch the Girl Scouts,
We’ll set the woods a blaze.
Well, our counselor said
We could take ‘em by surprise.
If we didn’t say a word
‘Til we looked them in the eyes.
We kept real still
And we had our eyes a glued;
We saw how they were dressed,
They were swimmin’ in the—
WELL NOW.
Well, they ran through the briars
And they ran through the brambles,
And they ran through the bushes
Where a rabbit couldn’t go.
They ran so fast
Even we couldn’t catch ‘em
From Lake A-Nik-A-Nike
All the way to Buffalo.
We ran right after them
‘Till everyone was pooped.
So we rested for a minute
And our forces we regrouped.
And then we saw the girls
Behind some evergreens,
Captured by a company
Of United States Marines.
We’re the boys from Camp Kookamonga
Our mothers’ sent us here
For to study nature’s ways.
We learned to make sparks
By rubbin’ sticks together
But, if we catch the Girl Scouts,
We’ll set the woods a blaze.
Well, they ran through The briars
And they ran through The brambles,
And they ran through the bushes
Where a rabbit couldn’t go.
They ran so fast
Even we couldn’t catch ‘em
From Lake A-Nik-A-Nike
All the way to Buffalo.
SPOKEN (by all)A rooty-toot-toot,
A rooty-toot-toot,
We are the boys from
the Boy Scout Troop.
We don’t smoke
And we don’t chew,
And we don’t go
With the girls that do.
LONDON’S BURNING
London’s burning, London’s burning.
Look it yonder, look it yonder.
Fire fire, fire fire,
And we have no water.
CAMPERS’ LULLABY
Lullaby and goodnight,
Go to sleep little campers,
Do not fear, do not dread
Tho’ there’s bed bugs in your bed.
When you go to the john,
Look for skunks all around
But please, do not scream
For it’s time now to dream.
MENU SONG
Today is Monday! Today is Monday!
Monday is Hasenpfeffer!
Is everybody happy? Well, I should say.
Today is Tuesday! Today is Tuesday!
Tuesday is String Beans!
Monday is Hasenpfeffer!
Is everybody happy? Well, I should say.
Today is Wednesday! Today is Wednesday!
Wednesday is Sou -oop!
Tuesday is String Beans!
Monday is Hasenpfeffer!
Is everybody happy? Well, I should say.
Today is Thursday! Today is Thursday!
Thursday is Roast Beef!
Wednesday is Sou -oop!
Tuesday is String Beans!
Monday is Hasenpfeffer!
Is everybody happy? Well, I should say.
Today is Friday! Today is Friday!
Friday is Fish!
Thursday is Roast Beef!
Wednesday is Sou -oop!
Tuesday is String Beans!
Monday is Hasenpfeffer!
Is everybody happy? Well, I should say.
Today is Saturday! Today is Saturday!
Saturday is Payday!
Friday is Fish!
Thursday is Roast Beef!
Wednesday is Sou -oop!
Tuesday is String Beans!
Monday is Hasenpfeffer!
Is everybody happy? Well, I should say.
Today is Sunday! Today is Sunday!
Sunday is Church.
Saturday is Payday!
Friday is Fish!
Thursday is Roast Beef!
Wednesday is Sou -oop!
Tuesday is String Beans!
Monday is Hasenpfeffer!
Is everybody happy? Well, I should say.
MORE WE GET TOGETHER
The more we get together, together, together,
The more we get together the happier we’ll be
For your friends are my friends,
And my friends are your friends,
The more we get together the happier we’ll be
The more we get together, together, together,
The more we get together the happier we’ll be
For you know that I know,
And I know that you know,
The more we get together the happier we’ll be
MULES
(tune: Auld Lang Syne)
On mules we find two legs behind
And two we find before;
We stand behind before we find
What the two behind be for.
When we’re behind the two behind
We find what these be for;
So stand before the two behind,
And behind the two before.
MY OLD MAN’S A SAILOR
My old man’s a sailor,
What do you think about that?
He wears a sailor’s collar.
He wears a sailor’s hat.
He wears a sailor’s raincoat,
And wears a sailor’s shoes,
And every Saturday evening,
He reads the Sunday News.
And someday, ay, ay, if I can,
I want to be a sailor,
The same as my old man.
Anthropologist ...
Refrigerator Repairman ...
Cotton Pickin’ Fingerlickin’ Chicken Plucker
(or anything else you want to be)
MEN FROM NAIROBI
Oh, we’re from Nairobi,
Our team is a good one,
We play the Watusi,
They’re seven feet tall.
The cannibals may eat us.
But they’ll never beat us,
‘Cause we’re from Nairobi,
And we’re on the ball.
Singing, singing, singing,
Ungawa, ungawa, ungawa, ungawa,
Ungawa, ungawa, ungawa-wa-wa
Ungawa, ungawa, ungawa, ungawa,
Ungawa, ungawa, ungawa-wa-wa.
We took fourteen players from Killamanjaro
And went to Unganda to play volleyball.
When we said let’s spike them,
They thought we said spice them.
When we said well done,
They said let’s cook them all.
NOTHING MORE TO SAY
(tune: Farmer In the Dell)
There’s nothing more to say,
There’s nothing more to say,
Don’t ask me why, I must reply,
There’s nothing more to say.
I’M A NUT
I’m a little acorn brown
Lying on the cold, cold ground.
Everybody steps on me
That is why I’m cracked you see.
Chorus:
I’m a nut, so what
I’m a nut, I’m a nut, I’m a nut.
I called myself on the telephone
Just to see if I was home.
Asked myself out for a date,
Picked me up at half past eight.
CHORUS
Took myself to a picture show
Sat myself on the very first row,
Put my arms around waist,
Got so fresh I slapped my face.
CHORUS
O CHESTER
Tune: Yankee Doodle
O Chester, did you ‘ear about Harry?
(Strike chest, touch ears, pat head)
He "chest" got back from the Army.
(Strike chest, back then fold arms.)
I ‘ear he knows how to wear a rose,
(Touch ear, nose, lapel)
Hip! Hip! Hooray - for the Army!
(Raise fists for cheers; fold arms.)
PINK PAJAMAS
I wear my pink pajamas in the summer when it’s hot.
I wear my flannel nightie in the winter when it’s not.
And sometimes in the springtime and sometimes in the fall.
I jump right in between the sheets with nothing on at all.
Chorus:
Glory, glory, Hallelujah;
Glory, glory, what’s it to you.
Balmy breezes blowing through you,
With nothing on at all.
PAW-PAW PATCH
(Where, oh where is Suzie)
Where, oh where, oh where is Suzie?
Where, oh where, oh where is Suzie?
Where, oh where, oh where is Suzie?
Way down yonder in the paw-paw patch
Chorus:
Pickin’ up paw-paws, put ‘em in a basket.
Pickin’ up paw-paws, put ‘em in a basket.
Pickin’ up paw-paws, put ‘em in a basket.
Way down yonder in the paw-paw patch
(other verses)
Come on boys, let’s go and find her.
She’ the queen of old Hawaii.
She can teach you how to hula.
PEANUT, PEANUT BUTTER JELLY
Peanut, peanut butter—jelly,
Peanut, peanut butter—jelly,
First you take the peanuts
And you pick them, you pick them,
You pick them, pick them, pick them,
Then you smash them, you smash them,
You smash them, smash them, smash them,
Then you spread them, you spread them,
And you get peanut, peanut butter—jelly
Peanut, peanut butter—jelly.
Then you take the berries, etc.
Then you take the sandwich,
And you bite it, etc.
And you chew it, etc.
Then you swallow, etc.
And you get mmmmmmm—jelly.
Peanut, peanut butter—jelly.
ON TOP OF A PIZZA
On top of a pizza, all covered with cheese,
I lost my poor meatball, when somebody sneezed.
It rolled off the table and on to the floor.
And then my poor meatball rolled out of the door.
It rolled into the street And there it was smashed.
And now my poor meatball is a pile of hash.
So, when you eat pizza all covered with cheese,
Hold on to your meatball, whenever you sneeze.
I POINTS TO MINESELF
I points to mineself, Vas is das here?
Das is mine topnotcher, Ya, ma-ma dear.
Topnotcher, topnotcher, Ya, ma-ma dear.
Dat’s vat I learned in der school, ya ya.
Sweatbrowser
Eyewinker
Hornblower
Soup-strainer
Lunch-eater
Chin-chowser
Rubber-necker
Chest-protector
Breadbasket
Foot-stomper
YOU’VE BEEN PRIMPING
You’ve been primping,
You’ve been primping,
Now you’re late, now you’re late.
Better hurry next time,
Better hurry next time,
We won’t wait, we won’t wait.
QUEER BIRD
My froggy him am a queer bird
Him ain’t got no tail almost hardly
Him run and him yump
When him yump him fall down
And he ain’t got no tail almost hardly.
I know how ugly I are,
I know that my face ain’t no star,
But I does not mind it
Cuz I is behind it
And the ones in the front get the jar.
Har! Har!
RAVIOLI
(tune: Alouette)
All: Ravioli, I like ravioli,
Ravioli, it’s the best for me
Ldr: Have I got it on my chin?
All: Yes, you’ve got it on your chin.
Ldr: On my chin?
All: On your chin, Oh-h-h-h-
Ravioli, I like ravioli
Ravioli, it’s the best for me
(Continue tie, shirt, pants, shoes, floor, walls. Point to the items as each new word is added by the song leader. It is repeated by the chorus and all preceding verses are sung in reverse order.)
All: Ravioli, I like ravioli,
Ravioli, it’s the best for me
Ldr: Is it all over?
All: Yes, it is all over.
Ldr: Yes, it is all over.
ROADKILL STEW
(tune: Three Blind Mice)
Roadkill stew,
Roadkill stew,
Tastes so good,
Just like it should.
First you go down the interstate.
You wait for the critter to meet its fate.
You take it home and you make it great.
Roadkill stew,
Roadkill stew.
ROOSTER SONG
We had some chickens no eggs would they lay.
We had some chickens no eggs would they lay.
My wife said; Honey, we’re losin’ money,
And that ain’t funny.
No eggs will they lay.
One day a rooster came in our yard
And caught those chickens
Right off their guard.
They’re layin eggs now just like they used to
Ever since that rooster came in our yard.
We had a milk cow, no milk would she give.
We had a milk cow, no milk would she give.
My wife said; Honey, we’re losin’ money,
And that ain’t funny.
No milk will she give.
One day a rooster came in our yard
And caught that milk cow (WOW)
Right off her guard.
She’s giving eggnog in quart containers
Ever since that rooster came in our yard.
We had a gumball machine, no gum would it give.
We had a gumball machine, no gum would it give.
My wife said; Honey, we’re losin’ money,
And that ain’t funny.
No gum would it give.
One day a rooster came in our yard
And caught that gumball machine
Right off its guard.
It’s giving chicklets
Now just like it used to
Ever since that rooster came in our yard.
We had some fish, no young would they raise.
We had some fish, no young would they raise.
My wife said; Honey, we’re losin’ money,
And that ain’t funny.
No young will they raise.
One day a rooster came in our yard
And caught those fish
Right off their guard.
This ends our story, it’s plain to see,
We raise the finest Chicken of the Sea.
DEAD DOG ROVER
I’m looking over my dead dog Rover,
That I ran over with a pow’r mow’r,
One leg is missing,
The other is gone,
The third leg is scattered
All over the lawn.
No need explaining the one remaining
It’s out by the outhouse door.
I’m looking over my dead dog Rover,
That I ran over with a pow’r mow’r.
JOHN JACOB JINGLEHEIMER SCHMIDT
John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt,
His name is my name too.
Whenever we go out,
The people always shout,
John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt!
Da-da, da-da, da-da, da-da.
LITTLE SKUNK
Well, I stuck my head
In a little skunk’s hole,
And the little skunk said,
Well, bless my soul,
Take it out, take it out,
Take it out, take it out,
Remove it.
If you don’t take it out,
Then I’ll have to do
What I sure, sure, sure
Didn’t want to do
Take it out, take it out,
Take it out, take it out,
Remove it.
Well, I didn’t take it out,
And the little skunk said,
If you don’t take it out,
You’ll wished you had,
Take it out, take it out,
Take it out, take it out,
Remove it.
Pssstt.............
I removed it........too late.
ARE YOU SLEEPING?
Are you sleeping,
Are you sleeping?
Brother John, brother John.
Morning bells are ringing;
Morning bells are ringing,
Ding ding dong, ding ding dong!
SLEEPY CAMPER
What do you do with a sleepy camper?
What do you do with a sleepy camper?
What do you do with a sleepy camper?
Early in the morning?
Way hey late, ye risers.
Way hey late, ye risers.
Way hey late, ye risers
Early in the morning.
Pull him out of bed with a running bowline.
Throw him in the lake with his pants on backwards.
Hit him in the face with a sopping towel.
Put him to bed an hour sooner,
Put him to bed an hour sooner,
Put him to bed an hour sooner,
Early in the evening.
ON TOP OF SPAGHETTI
On top of spaghetti all covered with cheese,
I lost my poor meatball, when somebody sneezed.
It rolled off the table and onto the floor.
And then my poor meatball rolled out of the door.
It rolled in the garden, and under a bush.
And now my poor meatball is nothing but mush.
A mush that was tasty as tasty could be,
And early next summer it grew into a tree.
So, if you eat spaghetti all covered with cheese,
Hold on to your meatball, and don’t ever sneeze.
YOU’LL WAKE THE STUPID BIRDS!!
The bright sun comes up,
The dew falls away,
Good morning! Good morning!
The little birds say.
WARNING: The Senior Patrol Leader loves to sing this song to the after-reveille sackhounds!
TARZEN OF THE APES
I like bananas, coconuts, & grapes.
I like bananas, coconuts, & grapes.
I like bananas, coconuts, & grapes.
That’s why they call me:
TARZEN OF THE APES!
THIS OLD MAN
This old man, he played (one;)
He played nick-nack (on my drum),
With a nic-nack, paddy-wack,
Give the dog a bone;
This old man came rolling home.
(substitute for the words in parenthesis)
... two ... on my shoe
... three ... on my knee
... four ... on my door
... five ... on my hide
... six ... on my sticks
... seven ... up in heaven
... eight ... on my gate
... nine ... on my spine
... ten ... over again
THROW IT OUT THE WINDOW
Old Mother Hubbard, went to the cupboard,
To get her poor dog a bone.
When she got there, the cupboard was bare,
Chorus:
So she threw it out the window, the window, the window,
She threw it out the window.
When she got there the cupboard was bare,
So she threw it out the window.
Mary had a little lamb, it’s fleece was white as snow,
And everywhere that Mary went,
Chorus:
She threw it out the window, the window, the window,
She threw it out the window.
And everywhere that Mary went,
She threw it out the window.
(any nursery rhyme may be used, simply drop its last line and substitute the chorus)
TIP TOE THRU THE TULIPS
Tip-toe thru the tulips, thru the tulips
That is where I’ll be.
Come tip-toe thru the tulips with me.
Walking thru the tulips, thru the tulips
That is where I’ll be.
Come walk thru the tulips with me.
Strolling thru the tulips, thru the tulips
That is where I’ll be.
Come stroll thru the tulips with me.
Running thru the tulips, thru the tulips
That is where I’ll be.
Come run thru the tulips with me.
Stomping thru the tulips, thru the tulips
That is where I’ll be.
Come stomp thru the tulips with me.
No more little tulips, for me.
We’ll plant nasturtiums, nasturtiums,
Nasturtiums for you and me.
Come Monster Mash thru the nasties with me.
WE’RE ALL TOGETHER AGAIN
We’re all together again, we’re here.
We’re all together again,
We’re here, we’re here.
And who knows when,
We’ll be all together again?
Singing.......
We’re all together again, we’re here.
TOOTY TA
Chorus:
We’re singing in the rain,
Just singing in the rain.
Oh what a feeling I’m happy again.
Thumbs up! Tooty ta, tooty ta, tooty ta ta.
(directions, add one of the following each time after singing the chorus)
Thumbs up
Elbows in
Toes out
Knees together
Chest out,
Buns back
Chin down
Tongue out
A TRIO OF RODENTS WITH IMPERFECT VISION
(tune: Three Blind Mice)
A trio of rodents with imperfect vision.
A trio of rodents with imperfect vision.
Observe their manner of fleeing.
Observe their manner of fleeing.
They all pursued the agriculturist’s spouse,
She amputated their appendages with a well honed instrument.
have you ever observed such a spectacle in your existence.
As a trio of rodents with imperfect vision.
UNDERWEAR
(tune: Over There)
Underwear, underwear,
How I itch in my woolly underwear.
How I wished I’d gotten a pair of cotton
So I wouldn’t itch everywhere.
BVDs make me sneeze,
When the breeze from the trees
Hits my knees,
Coming over, I’m coming over,
In my gosh durned,
Itchy, woolen underwear.
VISTAY
Cummala, cummala, cummala vistay
Oh no, no, no, not ta vistay
Vistay
Vistay
Eenie, meenie, decimeenie
Ooo ah, ah, Amarameenie
Acha, kacha, komerachie, ooh, ahh, ahh, ooh
Eish Skilly oh ‘n dote ‘n dit dat
‘N what not and shhhh
WADDELEY-ACHEE
Waddeley-achee, Waddeley-achee
Doodley-do, Doodley-do.
Waddleley-achee, waddeley-achee
Doodley-do, Dooley-do.
Simplest thing, there isn’t much to it,
All you’ve got to do is doodley do it.
I like the rest, but the part I like best,
Is the doodley, doodley-do.
HAPPY WANDERER
I love to go a-wandering,
Along the mountain track,
And as I go I love to sing
My knapsack on my back.
Chorus:
Valderi, Valdera, Valderi
Valdera-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, Valderi,
Valdera, my knapsack on my back.
I love to wander by the stream,
That dances in the sun,
So joyously it calls to me
Come! Join my happy song!
CHORUS
I wave my hat to all I meet
And they wave back to me,
And blackbirds call so loud & sweet
From every greenwood tree.
CHORUS
High overhead the skylarks wing,
They never rest at home,
But just like me they love to sing,
As o’er the world we roam.
CHORUS
Oh, may I go a-wandering,
Until the day I die!
Oh, may I always laugh and sing,
Beneath God’s clear blue sky!
MOM, WASH MY UNDERWEAR
(tune: God Bless America)
Mom, wash my underwear, my only pair.
We can find them and move them,
From the heap by the side of the chair.
To the washer, to the clothesline,
To my backpack, to my rear.
Mom, wash my underwear, my only pair.
Mom, wash my underwear, my only pair.
A WEALTHY MAN
When I came into this land,
I was not a wealthy man.
So I bought myself a farm
And did the best I could.
And I called that farm
Muscle in the arm.
When I came into this land,
I was not a wealthy man.
So I bought myself a shack
And did the best I could.
And I called that shack
Pain in the back.
And I called that farm
Muscle in the arm.
Horse - Dead, of course
Cow - No milk now
Pig - Not so big
Wife - Run for your life
Son - Son of a gun
(Sing slowly)
When I came into this land
I was not a wealthy man.
BE KIND TO YOUR WEB FOOTED FRIENDS
(tune: Stars and Stripes Forever)
Be kind to your web footed friends
For a duck may be somebody’s mother
Left all alone in the swamp,
In the weather that’s cold and damp
Now you may think that this is the end,
Well --- It is.
WE’RE HERE BECAUSE
We’re here because we’re here
because we’re here because we’re here.
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