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This is the Day
This is the day, this is the day
That the Lord has made, that the Lord has made.
Let us rejoice, let us rejoice
And be glad in it, and be glad in it.
Rejoice in the Lord Always (ROUND)
Litany
He’s Got the Whole World in His Hands
Rejoice in the Lord always and again I say rejoice
Rejoice in the Lord always and again I say rejoice
O Lord, our God, we lift up our hearts to you.
O Lord, our God, your people rejoice in you.
Rejoice, Rejoice, and again I say rejoice.
Rejoice, Rejoice, and again I say rejoice.
God of the living. God of all people.
Father of life, we lift up our hearts to you.
He’s got
He’s got
He’s got
He’s got
the whole world in his hands,
the big round world in his hands,
the wide, wide world in his hands,
the whole world in his hands.
This is the day, this is the day
That the Lord has made.
Repeat
Repeat
He’s got
He’s got
He’s got
He’s got
the wind and the rain in his hands,
the sun and the moon in his hands,
the wind and the rain in his hands,
the whole world in his hands.
All God’s Critters Got a Place in the Choir
Michael Rowed the Boat Ashore
He’s got
hands,
He’s got
hands,
He’s got
hands,
He’s got
the Scout and the Tenderfoot in his
He’s got
He’s got
He’s got
hands,
He’s got
you and me brother in his hands,
everybody here in his hands,
the brotherhood of Scouting in his
He’s got
He’s got
He’s got
He’s got
the whole
the whole
the whole
the whole
This is the day that the Lord has made,
Let us rejoice and be glad in it.
Chorus: All God’s critters got a place in the choir
Some sing low, some sing higher
Some sing out loud on the telephone wire
Some just clap their hands, or paws,
or anything they got now.
Michael rowed the boat ashore, Hallelujah!
Michael rowed the boat ashore, Hallelujah!
1. Listen to the bass, it’s the one on the bottom
where the bullfrog croaks and the hippopotamus
moans and groans with a big t’do,
and the old cow just goes MMMOOOOOOOOO!
River is deep and the river is wide, Hallelujah!
Milk and honey on the other side, Hallelujah!
Sister helped to trim the sail, Hallelujah!
Sister helped to trim the sail, Hallelujah!
River Jordan is chilly and cold, Hallelujah!
Chills the body but not the soul, Hallelujah!
Chorus
2. The dogs and the cats they take up the middle,
where the honeybee hums and the cricket fiddles
The donkey brays and the pony neighs
and the old coyote HOOOOOWWWLLLSS
Chorus
3. Listen to the top where the little birds sing
on the melodies with the high notes ringing.
The hoot owl hoots over everything.
And the jay bird DISAGREES.
Chorus
4. Singing in the night time, singing in the day,
the little duck quacks, then he’s on his way,
the possum ain’t got much to say,
and the porcupine talk to himself.
Michael’s boat’s a music boat, Hallelujah!
Michael’s boat’s a music boat, Hallelujah!
Gabriel blow the trumpet horn, Hallelujah!
Blow the trumpet loud and long, Hallelujah!
Brother lend a helping hand, Hallelujah!
Brother lend a helping hand, Hallelujah!
Michael’s boat’s a gospel boat, Hallelujah!
Michael’s boat’s a gospel boat, Hallelujah!
Then you’ll hear the trumpet sound, Hallelujah!
Trumpet sound the world around, Hallelujah!
Trumpet sound the jubilee, Hallelujah!
Trumpet sound for you and me, Hallelujah!
Michael rowed the boat ashore, Hallelujah!
Michael rowed the boat ashore, Hallelujah!
Chorus
5. It’s a simple song of living sung everywhere
by the ox and fox and the grizzly bear,
the grumpy alligator and the hawk above,
the sly raccoon and the turtle dove
Chorus
This Train
This train is bound for glory, This train,
This train is bound for glory, This train,
This train is bound for glory,
Don’t ride nothin’ but the good and the holy,
This train is bound for Glory, This train.
Amazing Grace
Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me!
I once was lost, but now am found,
was blind, but now I see.
Was Grace that taught my heart to fear,
and Grace my fears relieved;
how precious did that Grace appear
the hour I first believed.
Through many dangers, toils and snares
I already have come;
‘Tis Grace has brought me safe thus far,
and Grace will lead me home.
The Lord has promised good to me;
His Word my hope secures;
He will my shield and portion be
as long as life endures.
Philmont Hymn
Silver on the sage, Starlit skies above
Aspen covered hills, country that I love
Philmont here’s to thee, Scouting paradise
Out in God’s country, tonight.
Wind in whispering pines, eagles soaring high
Purple mountains rise, against an azure sky
Philmont here’s to thee, Scouting paradise
Out in God’s country tonight.
the 2nd Class and 1st Class in His
the Star, Life and Eagle in his
the whole world in his hands.
the whole world in his hands.
world in his hands,
world in his hands.
world in his hands,
world in his hands.
Morning Has Broken
Farjeon
Morning has broken like the firs morning,
Blackbird has spoken like the first bird.
Praise for the singing,
Praise for the morning.
Praise for them springing fresh from the world
Sweet like rain’s new fall sunlit from heaven,
Like the first dew fall on the first grass.
Praise for the sweetness of he wet garden.
Spring in completeness where His feet pass.
Mine is the sunlight! Mine is the morning.
Born of the one light Eden saw play!
Praise with elation, praise every morning,
God’s recreation of the new day!
Old Buffalo Press
Give Me Oil for My Lamp
1. Give me oil for my lamp, keep it burning.
Give me oil for my lamp, I pray.
Give me oil for my lamp, keep it burning.
Keep it burning till the break of day.
Chorus:
Sing hosanna, sing hosanna
Sing hosanna to the King of Kings,
Sing hosanna, sing hosanna
Sing hosanna to the King.
2. Give me joy in my heart, keep me praising…
Chorus
3. Make me a fisher of men, keep me seeking…
Chorus
4. Give me faith that’s alive, keep me praying…
Chorus
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When the Saints Go Marching In
1. When the saints go marching in,
Oh when the saints go marching in,
Oh Lord I want to be in that number,
When the saints go marching in.
2. And when the revelation comes...
3. Oh, When the new world is revealed...
4. Oh, When they gather round the throne...
5. And when the crown Him King of Kings...
6. And when the sun will shine no more…
7. And when the moon has turned to blood...
8. And when the earth has turned to fire…
1. When the saints go marching in...
5. Give me gas for my Ford, keep me trucking for the Lord…
Chorus
6. Give me wax for my board, keep me surfing for the Lord…
Chorus
7. Give me unction for my gumption,
help me function, function, function...
Chorus
Old Buffalo Press
Sixteen Faces
(tune of “Sixteen Tons”)
T1000/Holladay
1. Some people say a man is made outa mud,
A rock climber’s made outa muscles and blood
Feet like a spider, hands like a claw,
A mind that’s weak and a grip that is strong.
Chorus:
Ya Climb sixteen faces, and what do ya get,
Another busted up knee and a scraped up hand
Saint Peter don’t ya call me, cause I can’t go
I owe my soul to the REI store.
2. I was born one morning when the rain didn’t fall,
I picked up my harness and I hiked to the wall,
I climbed sixteen faces of 5.9 and
My belayer kept sayin’ “CLIMB ON!”
Chorus
3. If you see me climbing, better step aside,
A lot of men didn’t, a lot of men died.
Rock & biners fallin’ below,
If the tricams don’t get you, the rope drag will.
Chorus
Little Skunk Song
(tune of Dixie Land)
Well, I stuck my head in a little skunk hole,
and the little skunk said, “Well upon my soul, -“Take it out! Take it out! Take it out! Remove it!
Now, I didn’t take it out and the little skunk said -“If you don’t take it out, you’ll wish you were dead!”
“Take it out! Take it out! SSSSSSSSSSSS!!
-- I REMOVED IT!”
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I Cannot Go on the Campout
(tune of “The Wedding Banquet”)
T1000/Wilson
Chorus:
I cannot go
I cannot go on the campout, don’t trouble me now
I have got me a job, I have bought me a car,
I find that girls and my commitments all cost a lot of dough
Please hold me excused, I cannot go.
1. The Greenbar said let’s all try to have the finest troop in town,
Lets go camping and go hiking and go caving underground.
So they planned all the outings and told all Scouts alike,
but when the campout day arrived, some Scouts simply replied,
Chorus
2. Scoutmaster rose up in wonder, called patrol leaders by name,
said go into the church, call the members all the same.
Fetch the straggler, and the sleeper, and those who just forgot,
Our campout isn’t crowded, let’s learn to tie a knot.
Chorus
Ghost Riders
1. An old cowpoke went riding out, one hot and windy day,
upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way,
When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he saw,
A-plowin’ through the ragged skies and up the cloudy draw.
Chorus:
Yip-I-ya-a, Yip-I-ya-o
Ghost riders in the sky.
2. Their brands were still on fire and their hooves
were made of steel,
Their horns were black and shiny and their hot
breath he could feel.
A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered
through the sky.
For as he saw the riders coming hard he could
hear their mournful cry.
Chorus
3. When the troop had assembled, there was still room to spare.
All the chuck boxes were ready, all the tents had been repaired.
Load the gear into the trailer, then jump into a car,
this campout isn’t waiting, we’ll go just as we are.
3. Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their shirts
all soaked with sweat.
They’re ridin’ hard to catch that herd, but they ain’t
caught them yet.
They’ve got to ride for-evermore on that range up in the sky,
On horses snorting fire, as they ride, I hear them cry.
Chorus
Chorus
4. Every Scout will learn a lesson for the rest of his life;
If you’re slow in responding, you may get left behind.
Live for Scouting while you’re able, don’t let fun times slip away.
At each campfire’s glowing embers, be glad you didn’t say;
4. And as the riders loped on by, he heard them call his name,
If you want to save your soul from hell a-riding on the range.
Then cowboy better change your ways or with us you will ride,
Trying to catch the devil’s herd across the endless sky.
Chorus
Chorus
Rocky Top
1. Wish that I was on ol’ Rocky Top, down in the Tennessee hills2. Once two strangers climbed ol’ Rocky Top, lookin’ for a moonshine still;
Ain’t no smoggy smoke on Rocky Top. Ain’t no telephone bills.
Strangers ain’t come down from ol’ Rocky Top, reckon they never will.
Once I had a girl on Rocky Top, half bear, half wild cat;
Corn don’t grow at all on Rocky Top, dirt’s too rocky by far,
wild as a mink, but sweet as soda pop, I still dream about that.
That’s why all the folks on Rocky Top get their corn from a jar.
Chorus:
Rocky Top, you’ll always be home sweet home to me;
Good ol’ Rocky Top, Rocky Top Tennessee;
Rocky Top Tennessee
Chorus
3. I’ve had years of cramped up city life,
Stuck like a duck in a pen.
All I know is it’s a pity life
Can’t be simple again.
Chorus
Old Buffalo Press
Scout Vespers
Softly falls the light of day,
as our campfire fades away.
Silently each Scout should ask
Have I done my daily task?
Have I kept my honor bright?
Can I guiltless sleep tonight?
Have I done and have I dared
Everything to be prepared?
Home on the Range
Goodwin
1. Oh give me a home where the buffalo roam
And the deer and the antelope play
Where seldom is heard, a discouraging word
And the sky is not cloudy all day.
Chorus:
Home, home on the range,
Where the deer and the antelope play
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the sky is not cloudy all day.
2. Yes, give me the glean of a swift mountain stream
And the place where no hurricanes blow
Oh give me the park where the prairie dogs bark
And the mountains all covered with snow.
Chorus
3. Oh give me the hills and the ring of the drills
And the rich silver ore in the ground
Yes, give me the gulch where the miners can sluice
And the bright yellow gold can be found.
Chorus
4. Oh give me the mine where the prospectors find
The gold in its own native land
And the hot springs below, where the sick people go
And the camp on the banks of the Grand.
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Puff the Magic Dragon
Vive L’Amour
Chorus:
1. Let ev’ry good fellow now join in this song,
Vive la compagnie!
Success to each other and pass it along,
Vive la compagnie!
Puff the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honnilee
Little Jackie Paper, loved that rascal Puff
And brought him sting and sealing wax and other fancy stuff.
1. Together they would travel on a boat with billowed sail
Jackie kept a lookout perched on Puff’s gigantic tail
Noble kings and princes would bow when e’er they came
Pirate ships let down their flag when Puff roared out his name.
Chorus
2. A dragon lives forever, but not so little boys
Giant stings and painted wings make way for other toys
One gray night it happened, Jackie Paper came no more
Puff that mighty dragon ceased his fearless, mighty roar.
Chorus
Chorus:
Vive la, Vive la, Vive l’amour
Vive la, Vive la, Vive l’amour
Vive l’amour, Vive l’amour
Vive la compagnie.
2. A friend on your left and a friend on your right,
Vive la compagnie!
In love and good fellowship let us unite,
Vive la compagnie!
Chorus
3. Now wider and wider our circle expands,
Vive la compagnie!
We sing to our comrades in far away lands,
Vive la compagnie!
3. His head was bent in sorrow, green scales fell like rain
Puff no longer came to play along the cherry lane
Without his lifelong friend Puff could not be brave
So Puff that magic dragon sadly slipped into his cave.
Chorus
Chorus
Chorus
5. Oh give me the steed and the gun that I need
To shoot game from my own cabin home
Then give me the camp where the fire is a lamp
And the wild rocky mountains to roam.
Five Hundred Miles
The Quartermaster’s Store
1. If you miss the train I’m on
You will know that I am gone
You can hear the whistle blow, a hundred miles
1. There are snakes, snakes
Big as garden rakes
At the store, at the store.
There are snakes, snakes
Big as garden rakes
At the quartermaster’s store
2. There are mice, mice
Running through the rice
At the store, at the store.
There are mice, mice
Running through the rice
At the quartermasters store.
Chorus:
Chorus
Chorus
Chorus:
6. Yes give me the home where the prospectors roam
There business is always alive
In those wild western hills midst the ring of the drills
Oh let me live there till I die.
Chorus
Lord I’m one, Lord I’m two
Lord I’m three, oh Lord I’m four
Lord I’m five hundred miles away from home.
2. Not a shirt on my back
Not a penny to my name
Lord, I can’t go back home this-a-way
This-a-way, this-a-way,
This-a-way, this a way,
Lord, I can’t go back home this-a-way
My eye’s are dim, I cannot see
I have not got my specs with me
I have not got my specs with me
3. There are rats, rats
Big as alley cats
At the store, at the store
There are rats, rats
Big as alley cats
At the quartermaster’s store
Chorus
Chorus
Old Buffalo Press
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Old Buffalo Press
The Cowboy’s Lament
Down in the Valley
Down in the valey,
The valley’s so low,
Hang your head over,
Hear the wind blow.
Write me a letter,
Send it by mail,
Send it care of
Birmingham Jail
Hear the wind blow, love,
Hear the wind blow
Hang your head over,
Hear the blow.
Birmingham Jail, love,
Birmingham Jail
Sing it in care of
Birmingham Jail
Roses love sunshine,
Violets love dew,
Angels in heaven
Know I love you.
Build me a castle
Forty feet high,
So I can see her
As she rides by.
If you don’t love me,
Love who you please,
Put your arms ‘round me,
Give my heart ease.
As she rides by, love
As she rides by
So I can see her,
As she rides by
Give my heart ease, love,
Give my heart ease
Put your arms ‘round me,
Give my heart ease.
Down in the valley,
The valley’s so low
Hang your head over,
Hear the wind blow.
Country Roads
1. Almost heaven, West Virginia, Blue Ridge Mountains,
Shenandoah River
Life is old there, older than the trees,
Younger than the mountains, growing like a breeze
Chorus:
Country Roads take me home, to the place I belong,
West Virginia, Mountain Mama,
Take me home, country roads.
2. All my mem’ries, gather ‘round her,
Miner’s lady, stranger to blue water,
Dark and dusty, painted on the sky
Misty taste of moonshine, tear drops in my eye.
Chorus
3. I hear her voice in the morning hours, she calls me,
Th’ radio reminds me of my home far away,
and driving down the road I get a feeling that
I should have been home yesterday, yesterday
Chorus
Tom Dooley
As I walked out in the streets of Laredo,
As I walked out in Laredo one day,
I spied a young cowboy all wrapped in white linen
All wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay.
“Get sixteen gamblers to handle my coffin
“Let six jolly cowboys come sing me a song
“Take me to the graveyard and lay the sod o’er me
“For I’m a young cowboy and I know I’ve done wrong
“I see by your outfit that you are a cowboy”
These words he did say as I boldly walked by;
“Come sit down beside me and hear my sad story,
“I’m shot in the breast and I know I must die.
“Oh beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly
“Play the death march as you carry me along;
“Put bunches of roses all over my coffin
“ Put roses to deaden the clods as they fall
“Twas once in the saddle I used to go dashing,
“Twas once in the saddle I used to go gay;
“First down to Rosie’s and then to the cardhouse;
“Got shot in the breast and I’m dying today.
As I walked out in the streets of Laredo
As I walked out in Laredo one day,
I spied a young cowboy all wrapped in white linen,
All wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay.
1. Hand me down my banjo,
I’ll pick hit - on my knee.
This time tomorrow night
It’ll be no use - to me.
Chorus:
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley,
Hang down your head and cry,
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley,
Poor boy, you’re bound to die.
2. I met her on the mountain,
I swore she’d be my wife,
I met heron the mountain,
And I stabbed her with my knife.
Chorus
3. This time tomorrow,
Reckon where I’ll be,
Down in some lonesome valley,
A-hangin’ on a white oak tree.
Chorus
4. I had my trial at Wilksboro,
And what d’you reckon the done?
They bound me over to Stateville,
And that’s where I’ll be hung.
Chorus
5. The limb a-bein’ oak boys,
The rope a-bien’ strong,
Bow down your head, Tom Dooley,
You know you’re gonna be hung.
Chorus
Red River Valley
Mariah
1. From this valley they say you are going,
We will miss your bright eyes and sweet smile,
For they say you are taking the sunshine
That brightens our pathway awhile.
1. Away out here they have a name
For rain and wind and fire.
The rain is Tess; the fire is Joe
And they call the wind Mariah
Maria blows the stars around
And sets the clouds a-flyin’
Mariah makes the mountains sound
Like folks out here was dyin’.
Chorus:
Come and sit by me side if you love me,
Do not hasten to bid me adieu,
But remember the Red River Valley,
And the girl that has loved you so true.
Lerner & Lowe
Chorus:
Mariah, Mariah, they call the wind Mariah
2. Won’t you think of the valley you’re leaving?
Oh, how lonely and sad it will be;
Oh, think of the fond heart you are breaking,
And the grief you are causing to me.
Chorus
3. I have promised you darling that never,
will a word from my lips cause you pain,
and my life, it shall be yours forever,
If you only will be mine again.
Chorus
4. As you go to your home by the ocean,
May you never forget those sweet hours,
That we spent in the Red River Valley,
And the love that was ours ‘mid the flowers
2. Before I knew Mariah’sname
Or heard her wailing-whinin’
I had a girl and she had me
And the sun was always shinin’
Then one day I left that girl
I left her far behind me
And now I’m lost, so doggone lost
Not even God can find me.
Chorus
3. Out here they have a name for rain, for wind
And fire only and when you’re lost
And all alone, there ain’t no word for lonely
Now I’m a lost and lonely man
Without a star to guide me
Mariah blow my love to me
I need my love beside me
Chorus
Chorus
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Desperado
Desperado, why don’t you come to your senses?
You’ve been out riding fences for so long now.
Oh, you’re a hard one.
And I know what you got your reasons
But these things that are pleasing you
Will hurt you somehow.
Don’t you draw the Queen of Diamonds, boy,
She’ll beat you if she’s able
You know the Queen of hearts is always your best bet.
Now it seems to me some fine things have been laid upon
your table,
But you only want the ones that you can’t get.
Desperado, oh, you ain’t getting’ no younger
Your pain and your hunger, they’re driving you on,
Your freedom, oh freedom
Well, that’s just some people talking
We’re prisoners walking through this world all alone
Don’t your feet get cold in the winter time,
The sky won’t snow, and the sun won’t shine
It’s hard to tell the nighttime from the day.
You’re losin’ allyour highs and lows
Ain’t it funny how the feeling goes……away.
Shenandoah
Oh Shenandoah, I long to hear you,
Way, hey, you rolling river!
Oh, Shenandoah, I long to hear you,
Way, hey, we’re bound away,
‘Cross the wide Missouri.
Oh, Shenandoah, I love your daughter,
Way, hey, you rolling river,
Oh, Shenandoah, I love your daughter,
Way, hey, we’re bound away,
‘Cross the wide Missouri.
Desperado, why don’t you come to your senses?
Come down from your fences -- open the gate.
It may be raining
But there’s a rainbow above you.
You better let somebody love,
Before it’s too late.
Oh, Shenandoah, I love her truly
Wey, hey, you rolling river!
Oh, Shenandoah, I love her truly
Way, hey, we’re bound away,
‘Cross the wide Missouri.
Oh, Shenandoah, I’m bound to leave you
Way, hey, you rolling river!
Oh, Shenandoah, I’m bound to leave you
Way, hey, we’re bound away
‘Cross the wide Missouri
I long to see your fertile valley,
Way, hey, you rolling river!
I long to see your fertile valley,
Way, hey, we’re bound away,
‘Cross the wide Missouri
Edelweiss, edelweiss, every morning you greet me.
Edelweiss
Small and white, clean and bright, you look happy to see me.
Blossom of snow, may you bloom and grow,
Bloom and grow forever.
Edelweiss, edelweiss, bless my homeland forever.
Blossom of snow, may you bloom and grow, bloom and grow forever.
Edelweiss, edelweiss, bless my homeland forever.
Blowing in the Wind
Old Buffalo Press
The Gambler
Rodgers
1. On a warm summer’s eve, on a train bound for nowhere
Met up with a gambler, we were both too tired to sleep.
So we took turns a’starin, out the window at the darkness
And when boredom overtook us, he began to sing:
3. So I handed him by bottle, and he drank my down my last swallow
Then he bummed a cigarette, and asked me for a light,
And the night got deathly quiet as his face lost all expression
“If you’re going to play the game, boy, you got to play it right.”
Chorus:
Chorus
You’ve got to know when to hold ‘em, know when to fold ‘em.
Know when to walk away, know when to run. You never count
your money, when you sittin’ at the table, there’ll be time enough
for counting, when the dealings done.
2. He said, “Son, I made a life, out of readin’ peoples’ faces.
Knowing what the cards say by the way they held their eyes.
So if you don’t mind me sayin, I can see you’re out of aces
For a taste of your whiskey I’ll give you some advice
Chorus
4. Every gambler knows, there’s a secret to survivin’,
Knowin’ what to throw away, knowin’ what to keep.
Cause every hand’s a winner, and every hand’s a loser,
And the best that you can hope for is to die in your sleep.
Chorus
5. And when he finished speaking, he turned back to the window,
Crushed out his cigarette, and faded off to sleep.
And somewhere in the darkness, the gambler he broke even
And in his final words I found an ace that I could keep.
Chorus
Dylan
How many roads must a man walk down
before you can call him a man?
Yes, ‘n How many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, ‘n How many times must a cannon ball fly
Before they’re forever gone?
The answer my friend, is blowin’ in the wind,
The answer is blowin’ in the wind.
How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, n’ How many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes n’ How many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer my friend, is blowin’ in the wind,
The answer is blowin’ in the wind.
How many years can a mountain exist
Before it’s washed to the sea?
Yes, n’ How many years can some people exist
Before they’re allowed to be free?
Yes, n’ How many times can a man turn his head
Pretending he just doesn’t see?
The answer my friend, is blowin’ in the wind,
The answer is blowin’ in the wind.
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She’ll be Comin’ ‘Round the Mountain
Chorus:
She’ll be comin’ ‘round
She’ll be comin’ ‘round
She’ll be comin’ ‘round
She’ll be comin’ ‘round
She’ll be comin’ ‘round
the mountain when she comes,
the mountain when she comes,
the mountain,
the mountain,
the mountain when she comes.
(“TOOT-TOOT”, after each line)
The Bear
Does Your Chewing Gum Lose it’s Flavor on the
Bedpost Overnight?
(echo repeat each line)
1. Oh me, oh my, oh you, Whatever shall I do?
Whoop! Hallelujah! The question is peculiar and
I’d give a lot of dough, if only I could know, the answer to my
question - is it yes or is it no?
(“GEE-UP, toot-toot”, after each line)
3. Oh, we’ll all go out to meet when she comes (etc.)
(“HI-BABE, gee-up, toot-toot”, after each line)
4. Oh, we’ll kill the old red rooster when she comes (etc.)
(“HACK-HACK, hi-babe, gee-up, toot-toot”, after each line)
5. And we’ll have chicken & dumplings when she comes (etc.)
(“YUM-YUM, hack-hack, hi-babe, gee-up, toot-toot”, after
each line)
Does your chewing gum lose its flavor on the bedpost overnight?
And your mother says “Don’t chew it” -- do you swallow it in spite?
And do you catch it in your tonsils and heave it left and right?
Does your chewing gum lose its flavor on the bedpost overnight?
2. Here comes the blushing bride with a bride groom by her side.
Walk up to the altar just as steady as Gibraltar.
He went and bought a ring, well, it’s such a lovely thing,
and as he slips it on her finger, the choir begins to sing…
Chorus
3. Now this nation rolls as one to send their honest son,
Walk up to the White House, the nation’s only White House,
To voice their discontent on to the President.
This kindly burning question -- which has rocked the continent…
Chorus
Up in the air Junior Birdmen
Up in the air upside down.
Up in the air Junior Birdmen
With your noses to the ground.
And when you hear that great announcement,
that the wings are made of tin,
Then you will know, Junior Birdmen,
That it’s time to send your box tops in.
It takes four box tops
Three bottle tops
Two wrappers
and….one….thin….dime
Up in the air Junior Birdmen
Up in the air upside down.
Up in the air Junior Birdmen
With your noses to the ground.
The lowest branch
Was ten feet up
I’d have to jump
And trust my luck
He looked at me;
I looked at him
He sized up me;
I sized up him
And so I jumped
Into the air
But right behind me
was that bear
He said to me
Why don’t you run
I see you don’t
Have any gun
Now don’t you fret
And don’t you frown
Cause I caught that branch
On the way back down
And so I ran
Right out of there
But right behind
Me was that bear
This is the end
There ain’t no more
Unless I meet
That bear once more
Chorus
2. She’ll be driving six white horses when she comes (etc.)
Junior Bird Men
(Tune of “On Brave Old Army Team”)
The other day
I met a bear
Out in the woods
Away out there
The Horses Run Around
The horses run around, their feet are on the ground
Oh, who will wind the clock while I’m a-way, a-way,
Go get the ax, there’s a hair on baby’s chin;
Oh, a boys best friend is his mother, his mother.
While looking out the window, a second story-story window,
I slipped and sprained my eyebrow on the pavement, the pavement
Go get the Listerine, sister has a beau,
Oh, who cut the sleeves off father’s vest, his vest.
A-peeking through a knothole, in grandpa’s wooden leg,
Oh, who has built the shore so near the ocean, the ocean,
Go get the alcohol, Billy wants a rub,
For grandma’s teeth will soon fit baby, fit baby.
While walking in the moonlight, the bright and sunny moonlight,
She kissed me in the eye with a tomato, tomato,
We feed the baby garlic so we find him in the dark,
An onion, is a husky vegetable, a table.
She spanked him with a shingle, and made his panties tingle.
Because he socked his little baby brother, his brother,
A snake belt slips because he has no hips,
And he wears his necktie round his middle, his middle.
Ahead of me
I spied a tree
A great big tree
Oh lucky me
Sixteen Tons
1. Now some people say a man’s made out of mud
But a poor man’s made our of muscle and blood
Muscle and blood, skin and bones,
A mind that’s weak and a back that’s strong
Chorus
You load sixteen tons and what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt.
Saint Peter, don’t you call me ‘cause I can’t go,
I owe my soul to the company store.
2. I was born one mornin’ when the sun didn’t shine,
I picked up my shovel and I walked to the mine
I loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal
And the strawboss hollered “Well, bless my soul!”
Chorus
3. Now when you see me comin’, you better step aside,
Another man didn’t and another man died,
I’ve got one fist of iron, the other of steel
If the right one don’t get you, the left one will.
Chorus
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My Gals a Corker
Chorus:
Clementine
My gal’s corker, she’s a New Yorker
I buy her everything to keep her in style
1. She’s got a pair of feet, just like a battle fleet
Yeh man! That’s where my money goes.
Ravioli
(Tune for “Alouette”)
1. In a cavern, in a canyon
Excavating for a mine.
Dwelt a miner, ‘forty-niner
And his daughter Clementine
4. Ruby lips above the water
Blowing bubbles soft and fine
But alas, I was no swimmer,
So I lost my Clementine
Chorus
Chorus
Oh my darling, Oh my darling,
Oh my darling, Clementine
Thou are lost and gone forever
Dreadful sorry, Clementine
5. Then the miner, ‘forty-niner,
Soon began to peak and pine
Thought he oughter find his daughter
Now he’s with his Clementine.
Chorus
2. She’s got a pair of legs, just like to cider kegs
Yeh man! That’s where my money goes.
Chorus
3. She’s got a pair of knees, just like two redwood trees
Yeh man! That’s where my money goes.
Chorus
4. She’s got a pair of thighs, just like two railroad ties.
Yeh man! That’s where my money goes.
Chorus
5. She’s got a pair of lips, just like potato chips
Yeh man! That’s where my money goes.
2. Light she was and like a fairy,
Chorus
And her shoes were number nine,
Herring boxes without topses
6. In my dreams she still doth haunt me,
Sandals were for Clementine.
Robed in garments soaked in brine.
Though in life I used to hug her,
Chorus
Now she’s dead, I draw the line.
3. Drove she ducklings to the water,
Every morning just at nine
Hit her foot against a splinter,
Fell into the foaming brine
Chorus
Chorus
All:
Ravioli, I like ravioli.
Ravioli, it’s the best for me.
Leader:
Have I got it on my chin
All:
Yes, you got it on your chin.
Leader:
On my Chin?
All:
On your chin. OH-h-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.)
Chorus
7. How I missed her, how I missed her,
How I missed my Clementine,
Then I kissed her little sister,
And forgot dear….what’s her name
All:
Ravioli, I like ravioli.
Ravioli, it’s the best for me.
Leader:
Is it all over?
All:
Yes, it’s all over.
Leader:
Yes, it’s all over.
Chorus
6. She’s got a great big nose, just like a rubber hose.
Yeh man! That’s where my money goes.
Chorus
7. She’s got a pair of eyes, just like two chocolate pies
Yeh man! That’s where my money goes.
Chorus
8. She’s got a head of hair, just like a grizzly bear.
Yeh man! That’s where my money goes.
Chorus
9. She’s got a limousine, and I buy the gasoline.
Yeh man! That’s where my money goes.
My Bonnie
Bill Grogan’s Goat
My Bonnie lies over the ocean,
My Bonnie lies over the sea.
My Bonnie lies over the ocean,
Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me.
Bring back, bring back,
Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me, to me,
Bring back, bring back,
Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me.
(echo repeat each line)
Stand up on the first word with a “b” in it
then sit down on the next “b” and so on
with each word with a “b” in it. The whole
group should end the song sitting down.
Do Your Ears Hang Low
Chorus
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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 o’er your shoulder,
Like a Continental soldier?
Do you ears --- hang --- low?
Bill Grogan’s goat
Was feelin’ fine,
Ate three red shirts,
Right off the line.
I took a stick,
Gave him a whack
And tied him to
the railroad track
The whistle blew,
The train grew nigh
Bill Grogan’s goat,
was doomed to die
He gave three groans,
of awful pain,
Coughed up those shirts,
and flagged the train.
We’re All Together Again
We’re all together again, we’re here, we’re here
We’re all together again, we’re here, we’re here
And who know when we’ll be all together again
Singing we’re all together again, we’re here
Computer Song
(Tune of “Take Me Out to the Ball Game”)
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8, 654532
777567931
555679031, oh-oh
8654321
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Sixpence
1.
I’ve got sixpence, jolly, jolly sixpence,
I’ve got sixpence to last me all my life
I’ve got two pence to spend
And two pence lend
And two pence to send home to my wife,
wife,
poor wife
Chorus:
2.
I’ve got four pence, jolly, jolly four pence
I’ve got four pence to last me all my life
I’ve got two pence to spend
And two pence to lend
And no pence to send home to my wife,
3.
I’ve got two pence, jolly, jolly two pence
I’ve got two pence to last me all my life
I’ve got two pence to spend
And no pence to lend
And no pence to send home to my wife,
4.
I’ve got no pence, jolly, jolly no pence
I’ve got no pence to last me all my life
I’ve got no pence to spend
And no pence to lend
And no pence to send home to my
poor wife
poor wife
poor wife
No care have I to grieve me -- no pretty little girls to deceive me -- I’m as happy as a lark believe me -- as we go rolling, rolling home
Rolling home (Rolling home), Rolling Home (Rolling home), by the light of the silvery moo -- oo -- on!
Happy is the day when the staff gets their pay and we go rolling, rolling home.
On Top of Old Smokey
Ally - Ally - OO - Le - Ally
I know an old lady who swallowed a fly.
I don’t know why she swallowed a fly.
I guess she’ll die.
On top of Old Smokey,
All covered in snow,
I lost my poor lover,
by courtin’ too slow.
Chorus:
I know an old lady who swallowed a spider
That wriggled and jiggled and tickled inside her.
She swallowed the spider to eat the fly,
But I don’t know why she swallowed the fly,
I guess she’ll die.
Now, courtin’s a pleasure,
Partin’ is grief,
But a false hearted lover,
Is worse than a thief.
1. Leader:
All:
Leader:
All:
A thief, he will rob you,
And take all you have,
But a false hearted lover,
will lead you to the grave.
Chorus
Fly Song
I know an old lady who swallowed a . . .
Bird:
Cat:
Dog:
Goat:
Cow:
Horse:
Old Buffalo Press
How absurd to swallow a bird.
Imagine that to swallow a cat.
What a hog, to swallow a dog.
Opened her throat and swallowed a goat.
I don’t know how she swallowed a cow.
She died of course!
Found a Peanut (Tune of Clementine)
Found a peanut, found a peanut, found a peanut just now
Found a peanut, found a peanut, found a peanut just now
Broke it open, broke it open, broke it open just now
Broke it open, broke it open, broke it open just now
It was rotten …
Died anyway ...
Ate it anyway …
Went to Heaven ...
Got sick, got sink …
Gates were locked ...
Went to the Doctor …
Went to the other place ...
Gave me pill …
Found a peanut ...
The grave will decay you,
And turn you to dust,
There ain’t one in a million
that a poor boy can trust.
They’ll hug you and kiss you,
And tell you more lies,
Than ties in a railroad,
or stars in the sky.
They’ll tell you they love you
to give your heart ease.
But as soon as your back’s turned,
They’ll court who they please
Come all you young maidens
and listen to me.
Never place affection
on a green willow tree.
For the leaves, they will wither.
And the roots they will die.
And lover will leave you
And you’ll never know why.
OO - as - er - am, OO - as - er - am
Ally - ally - oo - le - ally, oo - as - er - am
2. Leader:
All:
Leader:
All:
Joshua sitting in the temple of Gideon
Ally - ally - oo - le - ally, oo - as - er - am
Had a bad case of spinal menegidean.
Ally - ally - oo - le - ally, oo - as - er - am
A poor man Died and he went to He-beum.
Ally - ally - oo - le - ally, oo - as - er - am
Talkin’ with the saints until half past elevenum.
Ally - ally - oo - le - ally, oo - as - er - am
Chorus
3. Leader:
All:
Leader:
All:
A rich man died and he went to She-ol-ee-um.
Ally - ally - oo - le - ally, oo - as - er - am
Sittin’ all day on a red “HOT” coal-ee-um.
Ally - ally - oo - le - ally, oo - as - er - am
Chorus
4. Leader:
All:
Leader:
All:
He says to the Devil, “It’s getting’ might hot-ee-um.
Ally - ally - oo - le - ally, oo - as - er - am
Wish I had my whisky and tod-die-um.
Ally - ally - oo - le - ally, oo - as - er - am
Chorus
5. Leader:
All:
Leader:
All:
Chorus
The Devil he says, this is no hotel-ee-um.
Ally - ally - oo - le - ally, oo - as - er - am
Just a plain, oridinary - - SHHHhhhhhh
Ally - ally - oo - le - ally, oo - as - er - am
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Henry and Liza
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, dear Henry, my love.
With what shall I fix it?
With a stick.
The stick is too big
Well cut it.
With what shall I cut it?
With a knife.
The knife is too dull
Well sharpen it.
With what shall I sharpen it? With a stone.
The stone is too dry.
Well wet it.
With what shall I wet it?
With some water.
In what shall I fetch it?
In a bucket.
There’s a hole in the bucket!!
Old Buffalo Press