Prime Time Nursery Rhymes
Prime time nursery rhymes,
Clever rhymes from long ago,
Poems that you may not know.
Well,now, it’s time that you do,
So we’ll introduce them to you.
Prime time nursery rhymes,
Little rhymes that once were told,
Before your eyes will soon unfold
With characters from the past.
So why don’t we meet them at last?
Humpty Dumpty, Little Boy Blue,
The Little Old Woman who lived in a shoe.
Oh, prime time nursery rhymes,
Clever rhymes from long ago,
Poems that you may not know.
Well,now, it’s time that you do,
So we’ll introduce them to you.
Little Boy Blue Blues
Moo, Moo, moo, moo, baa baa.
Moo, moo, moo, moo, baa baa.
Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn,
blow your horn, blow your horn.
Blow it at night or in the morn.
We love it when you play those blues!
Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn,
blow your horn, blow your horn
Blow it at night or in the morn.
We love it when you play those blues!
Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn,
blow your horn, blow your horn
Sheep in the meadows and cows in the corn
All love it when you play those blues!
‘Cause when they hear that bebop sound,
All the little animals come dancin’ ‘round.
They all start groovin’,
Yes, they do,
When they hear the horn of Little Boy Blue.
Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn,
blow your horn, blow your horn
Blow it at night or in the morn.
(Spoken)
We love it when you play those blues! Yeah!
(Spoken)
We’re putting’ on our dancin’ shoes. That’s right!
We love it when you play those. . .
Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn!
Humpty Dumpty
ALL SING
His name is Humpty, Humpty Dumpty.
Yes, Humpty Dumpty, that’s what we said!
His name is Humpty, Humpty Dumpty.
A funny guy who’s shaped like an egg,
That’s what we said!
SOLO
My name is Humpty, Humpty Dumpty.
I sat up on a really tall wall.
Humpty, Humpty Dumpty.
I took a really terrible fall, right off the wall!
ALL SING
And then all the King’s horses, all the King’s men,
Couldn’t put poor Humpty together again.
Oh no! All the King’s horses, all the King’s men,
Couldn’t put poor Humpty together again.
He leaned to the left,
He leaned to the right.
He wiggled and he jiggled with all of his might.
He jumped up and down,
He hopped on one leg.
Oh, wasn’t that a crazy thing to do for an egg?
He leaned over the edge and, as we recall,
That’s what caused the egg to take that shattering fall!
And then all the King’s horses, all the King’s men,
Couldn’t put poor Humpty together again.
Oh no! All the King’s horses, all the King’s men,
Couldn’t put poor Humpty together again.
Hey, Diddle Diddle!
Hey, diddle diddle, the cat and the fiddle,
the cow jumped over the moon.
The little dog laughed to see such a sight
And the dish ran away with the spoon.
Cups and saucers, knives and forks,
Have all joined in the fun.
Dishes and spoons sing merry tunes.
Come join us, everyone!
Now, let’s all form a circle and we’ll circle round and round.
Circle round and round to the country sound.
Then, into the middle, goes the cat and the fiddle;
He plays a country tune.
Here comes a cow, Oh wow!
He’s jumping over the moon!
Now, tap your toes right on the ground.
Now, clap your hands and turn around.
Now, swing your partner round, my friend.
And now let’s form a circle again.
The Little Old Woman Who Lived in a Shoe
Hey, mon, tell you all a story now.
Hey, mon, yes, it’s true!
Hey, mon, tell you all a story
‘bout a little old woman who lived in a shoe!
Hey, mon, tell you all a story now.
Hey, mon, yes, it’s true!
Hey, mon, tell you ‘bout this woman who had so many children,
didn’t know what to do!
One, two, three,
Four and five,
Had so many children, well, ‘sakes alive!
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten, it’s true!
Had so many children, didn’t know what to do!
Now you may think that she loved shoes,
‘cause ladies love shoes, we must admit.
With so many children, what could she do?
Well, she found a shoe was the perfect fit!
Wedges, high-top sneakers, too.
Can you just imagine living in a shoe?
Clogs and mules and spike high-heels.
You’ve got to live in a shoe to know how it feels.
Now, what kind of mother puts her kids in a shoe?
But that poor lady, what could she do?
That little old woman was a loving sort and,
For her whole family, was the sole support!
Hey, mon, tell you all a story now.
Hey, mon, yes, it’s true!
Hey, mon, tell you all a story
‘bout a little old woman who lived in a shoe!
Spoken: It’s true!