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Camp Ajawah Girls’ Song Book

August 24, 2009

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Mess Hall Songs

A, B, C, D A Boy and a girlAcorn SongAjawah RouserAlleluiaAlice the CamelAlive Awake AlertAn Austrian Went Yodeling Ants go MarchingBingoBlue SkyBoom BoomBubblegum SongCastle on the NileCookiesDaisy on my toeDesperadoDonkies are in Love with CarrotsDoodley DooDown By the BayDunderbackEverywhere We GoGink Gonk Green Grow the Rushes-oHave You Ever Gone FishingHead, Shoulders, Knees and ToesHokey PokeyHumpty DumpI Got a GirlI Wuv My RabbitI Love the MountainsI Want to CampI Wish I WereIf You’re HappyIt’s Been a Long SummerJunior BirdmenKeep on the Sunny SideLittle Johnny England

Little ManMinnesota RouserMonday MorningMr. SunMrs. O’LearyMTAMy Aunt GreteMy Dog LimaMy Father Slew A KangarooOcta Kava NuvaOld Dan TuckerOld McDonald Had a FarmOne Finger, One ThumbOther Day, TheRattlin’ BogRise and ShineRow Row Row Your BoatRussian SongSara the WhaleShuny MunySi and ISippin’ CiderSixteen TonsSons of the SeaSuitorsSweet VioletsThe Red Rose and the BriarThey Go WildThree BearsTitanicTo Stop the TrainTwo Short-Necked BuzzardsWahsaw 42nd Way Up in the SkyWe’re Up at Camp AjawahWhen You Hear a CannonYawning In the MorningYour Mama Don’t Wear No Socks

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Campfire SongsAll Things Shall PerishBargesBlowing in the WindCanadian WildernessChairs to MendChristopher RobinThe Circle GameCruel WarDawn to DawnDonaEverything I OwnFollow MeGypsy RoverI Can Sing A RainbowI Want to Be StrongIf I Had a HammerLeaving on a Jet PlaneLong Road to FreedomLord Blow the Moon OutMLKMake New FriendsNova ScotiaOld StewballOne FriendOne Tin SoldierPuff the Magic DragonThe RoseRose, RoseScarlet RibbonsTodayWhere have All the Flowers Gone?White Coral BellsYou’ve Got a Friend

Closing SongsMmm HmmPass It OnNo Other Year the SameSpirit of AjawahEach CampfireTapsGoodnight

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Mess Hall Songs

A, B, C, D

Chorus:A b c d e f g h I j k l m, N o p q r,S t u v,W x y z.Oh-(put nursery rhyme here)Example: I’m a beaver, you’re a beaver, We are beavers all, And when we get together we do the beaver call

Chorus

A Boy and a Girl

There’s a boy and a girl,In a little canoe,With the moon shining all around.He paddles his paddle so,You couldn’t even hear a sound.And they talked,And they talked,‘Til the moon grew dim.And she said you better kiss me,Or get out and swim.So whatcha gonna do?In a little canoe,With the moon shining all a-,Girl paddling all a-,Boy swimming all around.

Acorn Song

I’m a little acorn round,Lying on the cold, cold ground.Someone came and stepped on me,That is why I’m cracked you see.

Chorus:I’m a nut,In a rut,I’m a nut,In a rut,I’m a nut.

Called myself on the telephone,Just to hear that golden tone.Asked myself out on a date,Told myself at half past eight.

Chorus

Took myself to the movie show,Sat myself in the very first row.Wrapped my arms around my waist,Got so fresh I slapped my face!

Chorus

I can sing and I can dance,I’ve got ruffles on my (Whoops, boys take another guess!)I’ve got ruffles on my dress.

Chorus

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Ajawah Rouser

When we sing, when we shout,We all know what we’re about,And we’ll sing you a chorus or 2 (3, 4.)You can bet we got the snapThat’ll put us on the map,There’s no reasonWhy we should feel blue.

Chorus:For it’s hi hi hee,Camp Ajawah for me.Shout out your praises loud and strong,Ajawah!With all our pep, we’ll make the others step,And we’ll march at the head of the throng,(Keep on marching,)And we’ll march at the head of the throng.

On the land, on the lake,Everywhere we take the cake,In whatever we’re doing, we shine (shine, shine.)If you want to shine with us,Fall in line without a fuss,Pull your belt in and straighten your spine.

Chorus

We are campers true and strong,And we’ll sing our happy song,Now come on now, we’ll lend you a hand (hand, hand.)From the east to the west,We all try to do our best,And we all hope that you understand.

Chorus

Alice the Camel

Alice the camel has 10 humps,Alice the camel has 10 humps,Alice the camel has 10 humps,Go, Alice go! (boom boom boom)

Alice the camel has 9 humps,Alice the camel has 9 humps,Alice the camel has 9 humps,Go, Alice go! (boom boom boom)

Alice the camel has 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1...

Alice the camel has no humps,Alice the camel has no humps,Alice the camel has no humps,‘Cause Alice is a horse!

Alive, Awake, AlertI’m alive, awake, alert, enthusiastic.I’m alive, awake, alert, enthusiastic.I’m alive, awake, alert,I’m alert, awake, alive,I’m alive, awake, alert, enthusiastic.

(Repeat faster each time)

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Alleluia

Shake another hand, shake a hand next to ya,Shake another hand and sing this song.Shake another hand, shake a hand next to ya,Shake another hand and sing, sing this song.

Chorus:Ah-la-la-la-la-la-la-le-lu-iaAh-la-la-la-la-la-la-le-lu,Ah-la-la-la-la-la-la-le-lu-iaAh-la-la-la-la-la-le-lu ia.

Verse 2: Tweak another cheek

Chorus

Verse 3: Hug another neck

Chorus

Verse 4: Bump another rump

Chorus

An Austrian Went Yodeling

Oh, an Austrian went yodeling,On a mountain top high.When along came an avalanche, Interrupting his cry.

Chorus:Oh lay ahOh lee ah ka kia oh lee a ka koo (whish)Oh lee ah ka kia oh lee a ka koo (whish)Oh lee ah ka kia oh lee a ka koo (whish)Oh lee ah ka kia oh

Oh, an Austrian went yodeling.On a mountain top high.When along came a grizzly bear,Interrupting his cry.

Chorus:Oh lay ahOh lee ah ka kia oh lee a ka koo (whish, grr)Oh lee ah ka kia oh lee a ka koo (whish, grr)Oh lee ah ka kia oh lee a ka koo (whish, grr)Oh lee ah ka kia oh

Saint Bernard… hah hah (panting sound)Jersey cow… ch ch (milking sound)Tweety bird… Tweet tweetMaiden fair… (smooching noises)Cannibal… Yum Yum

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Ants Go Marching

The ants go marching one by one, Hurrah, (hurrah), Hurrah, (hurrah.)The ants go marching one by one, Hurrah, (hurrah), Hurrah, (hurrah.)The ants go marching one by one, The little one stops to suck his thumb.And they all go marching down,Into the ground, to get out of the rain.Crash, boom, bang,

The ants go marching two by two, Hurrah, (hurrah), Hurrah, (hurrah.)The ants go marching two by two, Hurrah, (hurrah), Hurrah, (hurrah.)The ants go marching two by two, The little one stops to tie his shoe….(etc.)

Three by three: The little one stops to climb a treeFour by four: The little one stops to shut the doorFive by five: The little one stops to take a diveSix by six: The little one stops to pick up sticksSeven by Seven: The little one stops go to heavenEight by eight: The little one stops to close the gateNine by nine: The little one stops to check the timeTen by ten: The little one stops to start again

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.

There was a farmer had a dog,And bingo was his name-o.(clap) -I-N-G-O,(clap) -I-N-G-O,(clap) -I-N-G-O,And bingo was his name-o.(continue until B-I-N-G-O is all clapping)

Blue Sky

There’s a blue sky, way up yonder,There’s a blue sky, overhead.There’s a blue sky, blue sky ,Calling me ahead.And where ever I wander, And where ever I roam,There’s a blue sky, blue sky,Calling me home.

There’s a bright star, way up yonder,There’s a bright star, overhead.There’s a bright star, bright star,Calling me ahead.And where ever I wander, And where ever I roam,There’s a bright sky, bright sky,Calling me home.

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Boom, Boom

Chorus:Boom, boom ain’t it great to be crazy?Boom, boom ain’t it great to be crazy?Silly and foolish all day long.Boom, boom ain’t it great to be crazy

A horse and a flea and three blind mice,Sat on a curb stone, shooting dice,The horsie slipped and fell on the flea,“Whoops” said the flea, “There’s a horsie on me!”

Chorus

Way down south where the banana's grow,An monkey sat on an elephant's toeThe elephant cried with tears in his eyes,"Why don't you pick on someone your own size?!"

Chorus

Ee i, ee i, I sell socks,A dollar a pair and a nickel a box,The longer you wear ‘em, the shorter they get,And you put ‘em in the water and they don’t get wet!

Chorus

Papa Moses shot a skunk,Mama Moses fried a hunk,Baby Moses ate a chunk,And Holy Moses how he stunk!!!

Bubblegum Song

My mother gave me a nickle,With which to buy a pickle.Instead I bought some bubblegum,Neer neer neer neer bubblegum.Neer neer neer neer bubblegum.Neer neer neer neer bubblegum.

Dime- LimeQuarter- Water Dollar- CollarFive – To stay aliveTen - Hen

Castle On the Nile

I’m gonna build my castle on the Nile,So I can live in elegant style.Inlaid diamonds on the floor,Bamboo butlers at my door.

I’m gonna marry prince Alaboo,My blood will change from red to blue.Entertaining royalty all the while,On my castle, castle, castle on the River Nile.The river Nile.

Cookies

Cookies, cookies, listen while we sing to you.Cookies, cookies, you are a part of our camp too,Anyone can make a bed, anyone can sweep,But it takes the cookies to make the things we eatSo cookies, cookies,Listen while we sing to you.

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Daisy on My Toe

There’s a daisy on my toe.It isn’t real, it doesn’t grow.It’s a tattoo of a flower,So I look neat-o taking a shower.

It’s on the second toe of my left foot.Stem and flower, but has no root.Purdy daisy on my toe,It isn’t real, It doesn’t grow.

Desperado

There was a desperado from the wild and wooly west,He went into Chicago just to give the west a rest,He wore a big sombrero and two pistols at his side,And everywhere he went he gave his war hoot.

Chorus:Oh what a big, bold man was this Desperado,From Crandall Creek way out in Colorado.And he horsed around like a big tornado,And everywhere he went he gave his war hoot.

He went to Coney Island just to take in all the sights,He saw the hoochie-coochie girls and girls all dressed in tights,It got him so excited that he SHOT OUT ALL THE LIGHTS (bang bang bang)Everywhere he went he gave his war hoot.

Chorus

One day this desperado went a walkin’

down the street,He saw a fat policemen just a-walking down the street,He grabbed him by the collar and grabbed him by the seat,And everywhere he went he gave his war hoot.

Chorus

Donkies are in Love with Carrots

Donkies are in love with carrots,Carrots aren't in love at allHee-Haw, hee-hawListen to their loving call

Doodley Doo

Please sing to me that sweet melody called the doodley doo, doodley dooI like the rest, but the part I like best Goes doodley doo, doodley doo.Simplest thing there isn’t much to it,All you gotta do is just doodley doo it,I like it so, where ever I go,It’s doodley, doodley doo.

Come on and wally actcha, wally atcha,Wally oh, wally oh,Wally atcha, wally atcha,Wally oh, wally oh.Simplest thing there isn’t much to it,All you gotta do is just doodley doo it,I like the rest, but the part I like bestGoes doodley, doodley doo.Whoo whoo!!

Down by the Bay

Down by the bay, where the watermelons grow,

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Back to my home, I dare not to go.For if I do my mother will say:Have you ever seen a loon playing with a raccoon?(etc.)

Dunderback

There was a fat old Dutchman, his name was Dunderback.He was very fond of sausage meat and ate it by the pack.He got himself a patent on a sausage making machine,And he made the finest sausage meat the world had ever seen.

Chorus:Oh Dunderback, oh Dunderback, how could you be so mean?I’m sorry you invented that wonderful machine.For the pussy cats and alley rats will never more be seen,For they’ll all be ground to sausage meat in Dunderback’s machine.

One day a very little boy came walking in the store,To buy a pound of sausage meat and eggs a half a score.And while he was a waiting, he whistled up a tune,And the sausage meat began to dance and hop around the room.

Chorus

One day he got excited, the machine it wouldn’t go.So Dunderback he climbed inside, the reason for to know.His wife was having nightmares, and walking in her sleep,And she gave that crank an awful yank, and Dunderback was meat.

Everywhere We Go

Leaders: Everywhere we go,Everyone: Everywhere we go,Leaders: People always ask us,

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Everyone: People always ask us,Leaders: Who we are,Everyone: Who we are,Leaders: Where we come from.Everyone: Where we come from.Leaders: So we tell them,Everyone: So we tell them,Leaders: We come from Ajawah,Everyone: We come from Ajawah.Leaders: Mighty, mighty Ajawah.Everyone: Mighty, mighty AjawahLeaders: And if they can’t hear us,Everyone: And if they can’t hear us,Leaders: We sing a little louder.Everyone: We sing a little louder.

(Sing louder each time until the 4th verse when you shout “You must be deaf!”)Gink Gonk

Gink gonk went the little green frog one day.Gink gonk went the little green frog.Gink gonk went the little green frog one day,And his eyes went gink, gink, gonk.

Oh I’ve seen folks go (clap) fo-dee-oh-dee-oh,(clap) fo-dee-oh-dee-oh,(clap) fo-dee-oh-dee-oh,I’ve seen folks go (clap) fo-dee-oh-dee-oh,But I’ve never seen one go gink, gink, gonk.

Green Grow the Rushes

I’ll sing you one-o,Green grow the rushes-o.What is your one-o?One is one and all alone,and evermore shall it be so.

I’ll sing you two-o.Green grow the rushes-o.What is your two-o?Two, two the lily white boys,Clothe them all in green-o.One is one and all alone,And evermore shall it be so.

Verses: Three, three the rivalsFour for the gospel makersFive for the symbols at your doorSix for the six proud walkersSeven for the seven stars in the skyEight for the April rainersNine for the nine bright shinersTen for the Ten CommandmentsEleven for the eleven that went to heavenTwelve for the twelve apostles

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Have You Ever Gone Fishing

Have you ever gone a bright and sunny day?With all the little fishies swimming up and down the bay,With your hands in your pockets and your pockets in your pants,And all the little fishies doing the hoochie coochie dance.Da da da...Hands in your pockets and your pockets in your pants,And all the little fishies doing the hoochie coochie dance.

Head, Shoulders, Knees, and Toes

Head, shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes,Head, shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes,Eyes and ears and mouth and nose,Head, shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes.

Hokey Pokey

You put your left hand in, you put your left hand outYou put your left hand in, and you shake it all about,You do the hokey pokey and you turn yourself aroundThat’s what it’s all about

Humpty Dump

Hump-ty dumpHump-hump-ty

Dumpty, dumptyHump-ty dumpHump-hump-ty Dumpty, dumpty

Mary had a little lamb whose fleece was white as snow,And everywhere that Mary went, Huh, ain’t that funky now?

I Got a Guy

I got a girl and she is a daisyShe drives the guys in this world plum crazy,Sticks and stones may break all your bones You can say what you want about me when I’m goneBut I’m gonna live in love with myDee-ah-dee-um-dum, dee-ah-dee-um-dum, dee

I got a guy and he is a honey He drives the girls in this world plum funnySticks and stones may break all your bonesYou can say what you want about me when I’m goneBut I’m gonna live in love with myDee-ah-dee-um-dum, dee-ah-dee-um-dum, dee

I wuv my wabbit

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Oh, I wuv my wabbitMy cwazy, cwazy wabbit

Chorus:Hop, hop bunny, wunnyHop, hop bunny, wunnyHop, hop, ho, ho, Hop, hop.

He woves his cawwotsHe’s cwazy over cawwots

Chorus

And when it’s time for beddy-byeI kiss he and he kiss IBut if he’s been a such and suchHe’ll have to sleep in his wittle wabbit hutch

Chorus

Oh, I wuv my rabbitA cwazy, cwazy rabbit

Chorus

I love the Mountains

Boomdeada boomdeada boomdeada boomdeada…

I love the mountainsI love the rolling hillsI love the flowersEven the daffodilsI love the fires glowWhen all the lights are lowBoomdeada boomdeada boomdeada boomdeada

I Want to Camp

I want to camp, until I’m 73For camping life is really greatI must avoid that marriage stateSo cupid keep your darts away from meUntil I’m 30, 40, 50, 60, 73

(repeat)

I Wish I Were

I wish I were a hineaserarious,A ratamatatamus,A ha ha ha ha.

But since I’m not,And never could hope to be.A hineaserarious,A ratamatatamus.

I’m a June bug,I’m an egghead,I’m gonna knockMy head against the wall,Boom!A ha ha ha ha.

If You’re Happy

If you’re happy and you know it clap your hands, (clap clap)If you’re happy and you know it clap your hands, (clap clap)If you’re happy and you know it, and you really want to show it,If you’re happy and you know it clap your hands. (clap clap)

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If you’re happy and you know it stomp your feet, (stomp stomp)If you’re happy and you know it stomp your feet, (stomp stomp)If you’re happy and you know it, and you really want to show it,If you’re happy and you know it stomp your feet. (stomp stomp)

If you’re happy and you know it shout hooray, (hooray)If you’re happy and you know it shout hooray, (hooray)If you’re happy and you know it, and you really want to show it,If you’re happy and you know it shout hooray. (hooray)

If you’re happy and you know it shout do all three, (clap, clap, stomp, stomp, hooray)If you’re happy and you know it shout do all three, (clap, clap, stomp, stomp, hooray)If you’re happy and you know it, and you really want to show it,If you’re happy and you know it shout do all three. (clap, clap, stomp, stomp, hooray)

It’s Been a Long Summer

It’s been a long summer.And what will the birdies do then, the poor tings?They’ll fly to the pool,To keep themselves cool.And tuck their heads under their wings, the poor tings

It’s been a long fall.And what will the birdies do then, the poor tings?They’ll fly to the barn,To keep themselves warm.

And tuck their heads under their wings, the poor tings

It’s been a long winter.And what will the birdies do then, the poor tings?They’ll fly to the south,With worms in their mouth.And tuck their heads under their wings, the poor tings.

It’s been a long spring.And what will the birdies do then, the poor tings?They’ll fly to the trees,Singing sweet melodies.And tuck their heads under their wings, the poor tings.

Junior Birdman

Up in the air, Jr. birdman,Up in the air, upside down.Up in the air, Jr. birdman,Your nose is to the ground.

And if you see Jr. birdmanUp in the air with wings of tin,Then you will know Jr. birdman,Has sent his box tops in.

‘Cause it takes: Five box tops,Four labels,Three wrappers,Two bottle bottoms,And one thin dime.

Keep on the Sunny Side

Keep on the Sunny sideAlways on the sunny sideKeep on the sunny side of lifeWho’d be to blame if we drive you

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insaneSo just keep on the sunny side of life

Little Johnny England

Little Johnny England, he went a wandering,He went a wandering all day long.He went a wandering with his little panikin,He went a wandering all day long.Oh- You are the butchers,You are the bakers,You are the candlestick makers,You’re the linen weavers,You’re the linen drapers,You are the brokers-WE’RE ALL THE BROKERS MEN!

The Little Man

The little man walked up and down, to see what he could find in town.The little man walked up and down, to see what he could find in town.

He walked into a swell affair, and sat himself upon a chair. He walked into a swell affair, and sat himself upon a chair.

He searched the pockets of his pants, but all he found were two half pence.He searched the pockets of his pants, but all he found were two half pence.

He searched the menu through and through, to see what two half pence could do.He searched the menu through and through, to see what two half pence

could do.

The only thing to do at all, would be to order one meatball.The only thing to do at all, would be to order one meatball.

The little man then gave a call, and softly murmured “One meatball.”The little man then gave a call, and softly murmured “One meatball.”

The waiter bellowed down the hall, “This little man wants one meatball.”The waiter bellowed down the hall, “This little man wants one meatball.”

The little man then gave a wheeze, and softly murmured “Bread, sir, if you please.”The little man then gave a wheeze, and softly murmured “Bread, sir, if you please.”

The waiter bellowed down the hall, “You get no bread with one meatball.”The waiter bellowed down the hall, “You get no bread with one meatball.”

The little man then went outside, then shot himself until he died.The little man then went outside, then shot himself until he died.

There is a moral to it all, you get no bread with one meatball.There is a moral to it all, you get no bread with one meatball.

Minnesota Rouser

Minnesota, hats off to thee!To our colors, true we shall ever be.Firm and strong, united are we.Rah, rah, rah for sky-U-Mah,

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Rah, rah, rah, rah,Rah for the U of M.

M-I-N-N-E-S-O-T-AMinnesota, MinnesotaYay, Gophers!Monday Morning

I woke up Monday morning, and there upon my wall,The ooies and the gooies were playing a game of ball.The score was 6 to nothing, the ooies were ahead,The gooies hit a homerun, and knocked me out of bed.Singing:

Ooie, ooie, ooie, hard to chew!Oranges dipped in chocolate, mustard tooAnd if you add some ketchup it’ll make a stewSinging:Ooie, ooie, ooie, hard to chew!

Mr. Sun

Oh mister sun, sun, mister golden sun,Won’t you please shine down on me?On mister sun, sun, great big golden sun,Won’t you come from behind that tree?There stands (beach director) with a whistle in hand, Ready for to blow it when you warm the sandSo mister sun, sun great big golden sun,Won’t you please shine down on, talk about your shining,Won’t you please shine down on me.

Mrs. O’Leary

One dark night, when we were all in bed,Mrs. O’Leary took the lantern to the shed.And when the cow kicked it over, she winked her eye and said:“There’ll be a hot time, in the old town tonight.FIRE, FIRE, FIRE!!!”

One night dark, when bed we all were in,Leary Old Mrs. took the shed to the lantern.And when the kick cowed it over, she eyed her wink and said,“It’s gonna be a town hot, in the time old tonight.IFER, IFER, IFER!!!”

MTA

Oh, let me tell you of a story, ‘bout a man named Charlie On a tragic and fateful day.He put ten cents in his pocket, kissed his family,Went to ride on the MTA

Chorus:But did he ever return? No he never returnedAnd his fate is still unlearned. (Poor old Charlie.)He may ride forever, ‘neath the streets of Boston,He’s the man, who never returned.

Charlie handed in his dime, at the Skully Square Station,And he changed for Jamaica Bay.When he got there, the conductor told him, “One more nickel,”

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Charlie couldn’t get off the train.

Chorus

Now all night long, Charlie rides through the station,Crying, “What will become of me?”“How can I afford to see my sister in Chelsea, Or my cousin in Roxbury”

Chorus

Now, Charlie’s wife goes down to the Skully Square Station,Every day, at quarter past two, (three, four,)An through the open window, she hands Charlie a sandwich,As the train goes rumbling through.

Chorus

Now, you citizens of Boston, don’t you think it’s a scandalHow the people have to pay and pay?Fight the fare increase, vote for George O’Brian,And get Charlie off the MTA.

Chorus

My Aunt Grete

My aunt Grete-itty-bitty-ete, had a puss-itty-bitty-uss,And that puss-itty-bitty-uss had a tail.And that tail-itty-bitty-ail had a curl-itty-bitty-urlAnd that curl-itty-bitty-url had a tip.Comma,And that tip-itty-bitty-ip had a curl-ittie-bittie-url,And that curl -itty-bitty-url had a tail.And that tail-itty-bitty-ail had a puss-ittie-bittie-uss And that puss-itty-bitty-uss had my Aunt Grete

My Dog Lima

My dog Lima love to roam,One day he came wandering home.Full of bugs and very unclean,Where oh where has Lima bean?

My Father Slew a Kangaroo

My father slew a kangaroo,He gave me the gristly part to chew.Now wasn’t that an awful thing to do,To give me to chew the gristly part of the kangaroo?

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Octa Kava Nuva

Story: You are on a kayak and are searching for a seal. You find it and shoot it with bow and arrows. After you bring it back into the kayak, so see your friend and get excited and fall into the water.

Chorus: (pat your forearms with your hands, like a kayak)Octa kava nuva,Octa kava nuva,Day-a-miss-a-day-a-miss-a,Doe-a-miss-a-day .

Verse: (Searching for a seal)Es a koe miss a wanna,Es a koe miss a wanna.

Chorus

Verse (Pull an arrow out and shoot- ‘ping’)

Chorus

Verse (Pull a seal onto your shoulder- ‘huh!’)

Chorus (Sing slower, like you are caring a heavy load)

Verse (Wave to your friend- ‘hi!’) Splash!

Chorus (Do a swimming stroke)

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Old MacDonald Had a Farm

Old MacDonald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O.And on his farm he had a tree,Where they chopped down the old pine tree.Timber! And they hauled it away to the mill, la, la, la.

Old MacDonald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O.And on his farm he had a home,Home, Home on the range-Where they chopped down the old pine tree.Timber! And they hauled it away to the mill, la, la, la.

Old MacDonald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O.And on his farm he had a dog,Oh where, oh where has my little dog gone,Oh where, oh where can he be? He’s-Home, Home on the range-Where they chopped down the old pine tree.Timber! And they hauled it away to the mill, la, la, la.

Old MacDonald had a farm, E-I-E-I-OAnd on his farm he had a sweetheart,Let me call you sweetheart, I’m in love with you.Let me whisper in your ear-Oh where, oh where has my little dog gone,Oh where, oh where can he be? He’s-Home, Home on the range-Where they chopped down the old pine tree.Timber! And they hauled it away to the mill, la, la, la.

Old MacDonald had a farm, E-I-E-I-OAnd on his farm he had an end-E-I-E-I-O.

One Finger, One Thumb

One finger, one thumb, one hand keep moving,One finger, one thumb, one hand keep moving,One finger, one thumb, one hand keep moving,And we’ll all be happy again. (clap, clap)We’ll all be happy again. (clap, clap)

One finger, one thumb, one hand, two hands keep moving,One finger, one thumb, one hand, two hands keep moving,One finger, one thumb, one hand, two hands keep moving,And we’ll all be happy again. (clap, clap)We’ll all be happy again. (clap, clap)

3rd verse: One arm4th: Two arms5th: One foot6th: Two feet7th: One leg8th: Two legs

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The Other Day

The other day, I met a bear. A great big bear, A way out there.The other day I met a bear,Out in the woods away out there.

I looked at him, He looked at me. I sized up him, He sized up me. I looked at him, he looked at me.I sized up him, he sized up me.

He said to meWhy don’t you run? I see you ain’t, Got any gun.He said to me why don’t you run?I see you ain’t got any gun.

And so I ran,

Right out of there,And right behindMe was that bear.And so I ran right out of there,And right behind me was that bear

Ahead of me,There was a tree.A great, big treeOh lucky me!Ahead of me there was a tree.A great, big tree oh lucky me!

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The shortest branchWas ten feet up,I’d have to jump And trust my luck.The shortest branch was ten feet up,I’d have to jump and trust my luck.

And so I jumpedInto the air,And I missed that branchAway up there.And so I jumped into the air,And I missed that branch away up there.

Now don’t you fret,

And don’t you frown,I caught that branchOn the way back down.Now don’t you fret and don’t you frown,I caught that branch on the way back down.

This is the end,There ain’t no more,Unless I meetThat bear once more.This is the end, there ain’t no more,Unless I meet that bear once more.That bear once more.

Rattlin’ Bog

Chorus:Oh, roh the rattlin’ bog,The bog down in the valley-o.Oh, roh the rattlin’ bog,The bog down in the valley-o.

Now on that bog there was a tree,A rare tree, rattlin’ tree,Tree in the bog,And the bog down in the valley-o

Chorus

Now on that bog there was a limb,A rare limb, rattlin’ limb,Limb on the tree,And the tree in the bog,

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And the bog down in the valley-o.

Chorus

Limb… BranchBranch…TwigTwig…LeafLeaf… BugBug… HairHair... Germ

Rise and Shine

The Lord said to Noah “There’s gonna be a floody, floody,”Lord said to Noah “There’s gonna be a floody, floody,”Get those children out of the muddy, muddy.Children of the Lord.

Chorus:So rise and shine and give god your glory, glory.Rise and shine and give God your glory, glory,Rise and shine and give God your glory, gloryChildren of the Lord.

So Noah, he built them, he build them an arky, arky.So Noah, he built them, he build them an arky, arky.Built it out of birchy barky, barkyChildren of the Lord.

Chorus

The animals they came on, they came on by twosies, twosies,

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Animals they came on, they came on by twosies, twosies,Elephants and Kangaroosies-roosies,Children of the Lord.

Chorus

It rained and poured for forty daisies, daisies,Rained and poured for forty daisies, daisies,Rained so hard it drove them crazies, crazies,Children of the Lord.

Chorus

The sun came out and dried up the landy, landy,Sun came out and dried up the landy, landy,Everything was, fine and dandy, dandy,Children of the Lord.

Chorus

So Noah, he sent out, he sent out a dovie, dovie,Noah, he sent out, he sent out a dovie, dovie,Sent it out to blue skies abovie, abovie,Children of the Lord.

Chorus

That’s all there is, there isn’t any morey, moreyThat’s all there is, there isn’t any morey, moreyThat’s all there is, give God your glory, glory.Children of the Lord.

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Row, Row, Row Your Boat

Row, row, row your boat, gently down the stream.Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily life is but a dream.

Russian Song

Can you guess? Can you guess? Can you guess just who we are?We come from afar, from the land of the Czar.Can you think? Can you think? Can you think just who we might be?We’re the Len and Trots, diplomats,Who come from across the sea.I’m Lenin, I’m Trotsky, the Russian diplomatskyAnd when we overthrow the Czar, we’ll be leaders near and farHi ho, hi ho, I’m Lenin, I’m Trots, we’re the Russian diplomats

Chorus:So Russia, Preeshia, Prussia, Preeshia,We sail well,Hi ho the dairy oh,The farmer in the dell.

Politics, politics, we are the Bolsheviks,We know all the tricks that go well with the hicks,We can speak for a week and our talk is never flat, Cause I’m a Republican!And I’m A Democrat!And I’m an Ajawah counselor!We work well together whatever be the weatherWhen I say no and you say yes, one of us is right I guess,Hi ho, hi ho, I’m Lenin, I’m Trots, we’re the Russian diplomats

Chorus

We landed here on Ellis Isle, only planned to stay a whileAfter we’ve completed our show, back to Russia we must go.Hi ho, hi ho, I’m Len, I’m Trots, we’re the Russian diplomats.Hey!!!

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Sara the Whale

In Frisco town there was a whale,And she ate peanuts by the pailBy washtub, and bathtub,By sailboats and by schooners.

Her name is Sara and she’s a peach,But don’t put food within her reach,Or babies, or nursemaids, Or chocolate ice cream sodas.

She loves to smile and when she smiles,You can see her teeth for miles and miles,And tonsils, and spareribs, And things to fierce to mention.

So what’re you gonna do with a case like that,There’s nothing to do but sit on your hat,Or your toothbrush, or your best friend,Or anything else that’s useless.

Shuny Muny

(oohm-bop oohm-bop oohm-bop oohm-bop)

Shuny muny nuny munyDash me quo quee quah quo,Quee quah quo,Shuny muny nuny munyDash me quo quee quah quo,Quee quah quo,Oh hi oh nee ohhOh shuny muny nee ohOh hi oh nee ohhOh shuny muny oohm-bop oohm-bop oohm-bop bop

Si and I

Chorus:Si and I we went to the circus, Si got hit by a rolling pin,We got even with the circus,

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We bought tickets but we didn’t go in!

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Sippin’ Cider

The cutest boy I ever saw, Was sippin’ cider from a straw The cutest boy I ever saw,Was sippin’ cider from a straw.

I asked him if He’d show me how,To sip that cider from a straw I asked him if he’d show me how,To sip that cider from a straw.

First cheek to cheek,Then jaw to jaw,We’d sip that cider from a straw.First cheek to cheek then jaw to jawWe'd sip that cider from a straw.

And now and thenThat straw would slipAnd I'd sip cider from his lipsAnd now and then that straw would slipAnd I’d sip cider from his lips

Now 49 kidsAll call me maFrom sippin' cider from a strawNow 49 kids all call me maFrom sippin' cider from a straw

The moral ofthis little taleIs sip your cider from a pailThe moral of this little taleIs sip your cider from a pail-der from a pail

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Sixteen Tons

Some people say a man is made out of mudA poor man's made out of muscle and bloodMuscle and blood, and skin and bones,A mind that’s weak and a back that’s strong.

ChorusYou loaded 16 tons (uh!)What do yak get? (Ah)Another day older and a deeper in debtSt. Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't goI owe my soul to the company store

Well I was born one morning when the sun didn't shineI picked up my hammer and I walked to the mineI loaded 16 tons of number nine coalThe foreman said, "Well bless my soul"

Chorus

Well if you see me comin' better step to the sideA lot of men didn't and a lot of men diedI've got one fist of iron, one fist of steelIf the left don't hit you than the right one will

Chorus

Sons of the Sea

Sons of the seaBobbin' up and down like thisOver the oceanBobbin' up and down like thisYou can build a ship my boyBobbin' up and down like thisBut you can't beat the boys of the Bulldog RangeBobbin' up and down and, Bobbin' up and down and, Bobbin' up and down like this

2nd verse: Hitchin’ up your pants (add before bobbin’ up and down)3rd verse: Climbing up the ropes

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Suitors

There are suitors at my door, O-lay-o-la-ki-ahMaybe 10 or maybe more, O-lay-o-la-ki-ahAnd my father wants me wed, O-lay-o-la-ki-ahOr at least that’s what he said, O-lay-o-la-ki-ah

ChorusO-lay-o-la, O-lay-o-la-ki-ahO-lay-o-la, O-lay-o-la-ki-ahO-lay-o-la, O-lay-o-la-ki-ahO-lay-o-la, O-lay-o-la-ki-ah

So I told him I would wed, O-lay-o-la-ki-ahWhen the rivers run uphill, O-lay-o-la-ki-ahAnd the fish begin to fly, O-lay-o-la-ki-ahAnd the day before I die, O-lay-o-la-ki-ah

Chorus

So tomorrow I will wed, O-lay-o-la-ki-ah‘Cause the rivers run uphill, O-lay-o-la-ki-ahAnd the fish began to fly, O-lay-o-la-ki-ahAnd tomorrow I may die, O-lay-o-la-ki-ah

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Sweet Violets

There once was a farmer who took a young miss,In back of the barn where he give her a lectureOn horses and chickens and eggs, And told her that she had such beautiful mannersThat suited a girl of her charms, A girl that he wanted to take in hisWashing and ironing and that as she did,They would get married and raise lots of

Chorus Sweet violets, sweeter than all the rosesCovered all over from head to toe, Covered all over withSweet violets

The girl told the farmer that he’d better stop,Or she’d call her father and he call a Taxi that and got there before very long, For someone was doing his little girlRight for a change and so that’s why he said,If you marry her son you’re better off Single for its always been my belief,That marriage will bring on of nothing but

Chorus

The farmer decided to wed anyway, And started in planning for his wedding Suit which he purchaced for only one buck,But then he found out he was just out of Money and then he got left in a lurchStanding and waiting in front of the End of the story which just goes to showAll a girl wants from a man is his

Chorus

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The Red Rose and the Briar

She died fer love Her lover he died For sorrow They buried them both In the church yard In graves both deepAnd dark

And up from his’nThere grewed a roseAnd up from hersA briar

They twined and twungUp the church spireTill they could twungNo Higher

The red rose and the briar

They Go Wild

They go wild, simply wild, over meThey go wild, simply wild as they can be.Every morning noon and night, In the evening how they bite -The wood ticks, mosquitoes, and every fly in sight

Every morning on my pillowcaseA daddy longlegs stares me in the faceIn my bathing suit and shoesThey assemble for a snooze,They go wild,Simply wild,Over me

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Three Bears

Once upon a time, in a nursery rhyme, There were the three bears, cha, cha, cha.They all went a walkin’ in the woods and a talkin’And along came a little girl with long, curly, golden hair.

Her name was Goldilocks, and up upon the door she knocks,She didn’t care, that no one was there,She walked right in and sat herself upon a chair

Home came those three bears.“Some one’s been eating my porridge.” said the papa bear (said the Papa bear)“Some one’s been eating my porridge.” Said the Mama bear (said the Mama bear)Hey mama me-bear, said the little wee-bear, Someone has broken my hair (uh!)

Goldilocks, she woke up, she broke up the partyShe beat it out of there, she beat it out of there

“Bye, bye, bye, bye, bye, bye.” said the Papa bear, (said the Papa bear)“Bye, bye, bye, bye, bye, bye.” said the Mama bear, (said the Mama bear)Hey mama me-bear, said the little wee-bear,“Bye, bye, bye, bye, bye, bye, bye.”Uh!

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Titanic

Oh they built the ship Titanic to sail the ocean blueAnd they thought they had a ship that the water wouldn’t go throughBut the Good Lord raised his hand, said this ship would never landIt was sad when the great ship went down

ChorusIt was sad (so sad)It was sad (too bad)It was sad when the great ship went downTo the bottom of the sea, sea, sea, sea(Husbands and wives, little children lost their lives)It was sad when the great ship went down

Oh they were not far from land, they were not far from shoreWhen the rich refused to associate with the poorSo they sent them down below, where they were the first to goIt was sad when the great ship went down

Chorus

Oh, they threw the lifeboats over, into the raging sea,And the band struck up ‘For Nearer my God to Thee’Little children wept and cried, as the waves went over the sideIt was sad when the great ship went down

Chorus

Oh, the moral of this story, is very plain to seeIt’s to wear a life preserver when you go out to seeOh, the great Titanic was, and it never more shall beIt was sad when the great ship went down.

Ker-plunkIt sunk

To Stop the Train

To stop the train,In cases of emergency justPull on the chainPull on the chain

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Two Short-Necked Buzzards

Two short-necked buzzardsTwo short-necked buzzardsTwo short-necked buzzardsSitting in a dead tree

Oh no, one has flown awayWhat a shame, darn.

One short-necked buzzard…

Oh no, one has flown awayWhat a shame, darn.

No short-necked buzzards…

Oh, look, one has returnedLet us rejoice: Hallelujah!

One short-necked buzzard…

Oh, look, one has returnedLet us rejoice: Hallelujah!

Two short-necked buzzards…

Wahsaw

Wahsaw 42nd,Wahsaw gone awayWahsaw 42nd, Marching to the Broomy Law

Some of them have boots and stockingsSome of them have nae at allSome of them have tartan plaidies Marching to the Broomy Law

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Way Up in the Sky

Way up in the sky, the little birds flyWhile down in the nestsThe little birds restWith a wing on the leftAnd a wing on the right, The little birds sleepAll through the night.Shhh- they’re sleeping!Then the bright sun comes up,And the dew falls away,Good morning, good morningThe little birds say

We’re Up at Camp Ajawah

We’re up at camp Ajawah, the camp of our dreamsWhere the water, it sparkles and glistens and gleamsSo come along and join us, for we are never blueBe a member of our happy, happy doo-ha-ha hee do-ho-ho

Sit around the campfire, we laugh and we sing,Give a cheer for the counselorsLet the echos ringGive a cheer for the Campers For they are good scouts tooBe a member of our happy, happy doo-ha-ha hee do-ho-ho

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Yawning in the morning

Yawning in the morning, when you hear the bugle blow (toot, toot)You’ve only had 10 hours of sleep, and you wish you had 10 more,If you’d only gone to bed when the sun was shining redYou wouldn’t be yawning, yawning in the morning.

Yawning in the morning, when you hear the bugle blow (toot, toot)You’ve only had 10 hours of sleep, and you wish you had 10 more,If you’d only gone to bed when the pillow hit your headYou wouldn’t be yawning, yawning in the morning.

Yawning in the morning, when you hear the bugle blow (toot, toot)You’ve only had 10 hours of sleep, and you wish you had 10 more,If you’d only gone to sleep and you hadn’t made a peepYou wouldn’t be yawning, yawning in the morning.

Yawning in the morning, when you hear the bugle blow (toot, toot)You’ve only had 10 hours of sleep, and you wish you had 10 more,If you’d only gone to sleep when the counselors had saidYou wouldn’t be yawning, yawning in the morning.

Your Momma Don’t Wear no socks

Leader: Your momma don’t wear no socksCamp: A ding dongLeader: I saw her when she took ‘em offCamp: A ding dong

Example:Table: She threw them in the sky, Camp: A ding dongTable: Now the birds refuse to fly.Camp: A ding dong, dong, dong, dong, A ding dong, dong, dong, dong, a ding dong

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Campfire Songs

All Things Shall Perish

(1) All things shall perish from under the sky(2) Music alone shall live, music alone shall live, Music alone shall live, never to die

Barges

Out of my window, looking in the nightI can see the barges flickering light.Silently flows the river to the seaAnd the barges, they go silently

ChorusBarges, I would like to go with you,I would like to sail the ocean blueBarges, have you treasures in your hold,Do you fight with pirates brave and bold

Out of my window, looking in the nightI can see the barges flickering light.Red is for port and starboard flashing greenOn the river they are always seen.

Chorus

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Blowing in the Wind

How many roads must a man walk down,Before you can call him a man?Yes and how many seas must a white dove sailBefore she can nest in the sand?Yes and how many times must the cannonballs fireBefore they are forever banned?The answer my friends, is blowing in the windThe answer is blowing in the wind

How many times must a man look up,Before he can see the sky?Yes and how many ears must one man have,Before he can hear people cry?Yes and how many deaths will it take to be knownThat too many people have died?The answer my friends, is blowing in the wind.The answer is blowing the wind.

How many years can a mountain exist,Before she is washed to the sea?Yes and how many years can some people existBefore they’re allowed to be free?Yes and how many times can a man turn his head,Pretending he just doesn’t see?The answer my friends, is blowing in the wind.The answer is blowing in the wind

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Canadian Wilderness

The life of a voyager, that of a sojournerTraveling around and round, but not from town to townTravels the lakes and streams, follows his distant dreamsPeace on the waterway, blue sky or cloudy day.

ChorusMy heart has but one home,From which I never roam,Land of true happiness,Canadian wilderness.

The mist from the roaring falls, Distant hooting of the owls,Fire crackling through the night,Rising fog at dawn’s first light,Smoke rising from the fire,Up to the trees in a stately spire,Reach for the sky in the evening glow,Sun goes down no north winds blow.

Chorus

The call of the lonely loon,Coyotes howling at the moon,Wind rustling through the trees,That’s the Canadian breeze,Fall, when the leaves come tumbling down,Winter’s blanket covers the groundZephyrs whispering through the pines,Voyagers heritage, this is mine.

Chorus

Chairs to Mend

Chairs to mend, oh, chairs to mendMackerel, fresh mackerelAny old rags, any old rags?

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Christopher Robin

Christopher Robin and I walked along under branches lit up by the moonPosing our questions to Owl and Eeyore as the days passed away far too soonNow I’ve wandered much further today than I should,And I can’t seem to find my way back to the wood.

Chorus:So help me if you can, I’ve got to getBack to the house of Pooh Corner by one,You’d be surprised there’s so much to be done,Count all the bees in the hive,Chase all the clouds from the sky.Back to the days of Christopher Robin and Pooh.

Winnie the Pooh doesn’t know what to do, got a honey jar stuck on his nose,He came to me seeking help and advice and from there no one knows where he goes.So I sent him to ask of the Owl if he’s there,How to loosen a jar from the nose of a bear.

Chorus

It’s hard to explain how a few precious things seem to follow throughout all our lives.After all said and done, I was watching my son lying there with my bear by his sideSo I hugged him and tucked him and as I was going,I swear that old bear whispered, “boy welcome home.”

Believe me if you can, I’ve finally comeBack to the house of Pooh Corner by one.I’m so amazed, there’s so much to be doneCount all the bees in the hive, chase all the clouds from the skyBack to the days of Christopher RobinAnd back to the ways of Christopher RobinAnd back to the days of Pooh.

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The Circle GameYesterday, a child came out to wanderCaught a butterfly inside a jarFearful when the sky was full of thunderAnd tearful at the falling of a star

Then the boy moved then times round the seasonsSkated over ten clear frozen streamsWords like, “when you’re older” must appease himAnd promises of someday make his dreams

ChorusAnd the seasons, they go round and roundAnd the painted ponies go up and downWe’re captive on a carousel of timeWe can’t return we can only look behind from where we cameAnd go round and round and round in the circle game.

Sixteen springs and sixteen summers gone nowCartwheels turn to car wheels ‘round the townThey tell him, “take your time, it won’t be long nowTill you drag your feet to slow the circle down.”

Chorus

The years went by and now the boy is twentyHis dreams have lost their grandeur coming trueThere’ll be new dreams, maybe better dreams and plentyBefore the last revolving year is through

Chorus

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The Cruel War

The cruel war is ragingJohnny has to fight,Lord I want to be with him from morning till nightI want to be with him, it grieves my heart soWon’t you let me be with him?No, my love no.

Tomorrow is Sunday, Monday is the dayThat your captain will call you,And you must obey.Your captain will call you, It grieves my heart soWon’t you let me go with you? No, my love, no.

I’ll tie back my hair, Men’s clothing I’ll put onAnd I’ll pass as your comrade, as we march along.I’ll pass as your comrade, No one will ever know.Won’t you let me go with you? No, my love, no.

Oh Johnny, Oh Johnny,I fear you are unkind.For I love you far better than all of mankind.I love you far better than words can e’er expressWon’t you let me go with you?Yes, my love, yes

The cruel war has ended, Johnny has come homeBut his head is bent in sorrow, for he is aloneShe died at his side, no one will ever know.Won’t you let me go with you?No, my love, no.

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Dawn to Dawn

Dawn to dawn, a lifetimeBirds sing and days begunHeaven sings from dawn till duskWith golden rays of sun.

People on their way, Beginning a brand new dayI love hearing people say “It’s a beautiful day today”

People on their way,Rushing everywhere.Moving fast, but now I knowThey’ve got to get somewhere.

People on their way,Beginning a brand new dayI love hearing people say, “It’s a beautiful day today”

Dona Dona

On a wagon bound for market,There’s a calf with a mournful eye.High above him, there’s a swallow,Winging swiftly through the sky.

ChorusAll the winds are laughing (laughing)They laugh with all their mightLaugh and laugh the whole day through andHalf a summer nightDona, dona, dona dona dona dona, dona dona dona don,Dona dona dona dona, dona dona dona don.

“Stop complaining” says the farmer,“Who told you a calf to be?Why don’t you have wings to fly with,Like the swallow so proud and free?”

Chorus

Calves are easily bound and slaughteredNever knowing the reason why.

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But whoever treasures freedom,Like the swallow must learn to flyEverything I Own

You sheltered me from harm,Kept me warm, kept me warm.You gave your life to me, Set me free, set me free.The finest years I ever knewWere all the years I had with you.

ChorusAnd I would give anything I own,I’d give up my life, my heart, my home.And I would give anything I ownJust to have you back again.

You taught me how to love,What it took, what it took.You never said too much, but still you showed the way,And I knew, from watching you.Nobody else could ever know,The part of me I can’t let go.

Chorus

Is there someone you know, You’re loving them so,But taking them all for granted?You could lose them one day,Someone takes them away,And you don’t hear the words you long to say.

Chorus

Just to have you back again.Just to touch you, once again.

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Follow Me

It’s by far the hardest thing I’ve ever doneTo be so in love with you and so alone

Chorus:Follow me where I go, what I do, and who I know.Make it a part of you to be a part of me.Follow me, up and down, all the way and all aroundTake my hand, and say you’ll follow me.

It’s long been on my mind, you know it’s been a long, long time. I’ll try to find the words so I can make you understand,The way I feel about you, and just how much I need you,To be there so I can talk to you when there’s no one else around.

Chorus

See I’d like to share my life with you, and show you things I’ve seen,Places where I’m going to, and places where I’ve been.To have you there beside me, and never be alone,And all the time that I’m with you we will be at home.

Chorus

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Gypsy Rover

A gypsy rover came over the hill,Down by the river so shady.He whistled and he sang till the green woods rangAnd he won the heart of a lady.

ChorusAh dee doo ah de do ah day,Ah de doo ah de dayHe whistled and he sang till the green woods rangAnd he won the heart of a lady.

She left her father his castle gate,She left her own true lover.She left her servant and her estateTo follow the gypsy rover.

Chorus

Her father saddled his fastest steed,And combed the valley all over.He sought his daughter at great speed,And the whistling gypsy rover.

Chorus

At last they came to a castle fin,Down by the river O’Grady,And there was music and there was wine,For the gypsy and his lady.

Chorus

“He’s no gypsy, my father,” She said,“But lord of these lands all over.And I will stay ‘til my dying day,With my whistling gypsy rover..”

Chorus

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I Can Sing A Rainbow

Red and yellow and pink and green, purple and orange and blueI can sing a rainbow, sing a rainbow, sing a rainbow too.Listen with your eyes, listen with your heart, sing everything you seeYou can sing a rainbow, sing a rainbow, sing along with me.Red and yellow and pink and green, purple and orange and blueI can sing a rainbow, sing a rainbow, sing a rainbow too.

I Want To Be Strong

Chorus:I want to be strong, to be strong as the land around me,I want a heart that’s as wide as the sky.I want a spirit like a moving mountain stream,I want to look people straight in the eye

Walking along beneath a canopy of clouds, Feeling like a stranger in the midst of a crowd.I know that something great is calling me aloudI know that I must choose.

Chorus

The crowd is calling ‘cause there’s hunger and hate,But if we try it’s not too late.A loving laughing world we would be able to create,Under the endless sky.

Chorus

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If I Had A Hammer

If I had a hammer, I’d hammer in the morning,I’d hammer in the evening, all over this land.I’d hammer out danger, I’d hammer out warning,I’d hammer out love between my brothers and my sisters,All over this land

If I had a bell, I’d ring it in the morning,I’d ring it in the evening, all over this land.I’d ring out danger, I’d ring out warning,I’d ring out love between my brothers and my sisters,All over this land.

If I had a song, I’d sing it in the morning,I’d sing it in the evening, all over this land.I’d sing out danger, I’d sing out warning,I’d sing out love between my brothers and my sisters,All over this land.

Now I’ve got a hammer, and I’ve got a bell, And I’ve got a song to sing all over this land.It’s the hammer of justice, it’s the bell of freedom,It’s the song of love between my brothers and my sisters,All over this land.

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Leaving on a Jet Plane

All my bags are packed, I’m ready to go. I’m standing here outside your door,I hate to wake you up to say good-byeBut the dawn is breaking, and it’s early morn. The taxi’s waiting, he’s blowing his horn.Already I’m so lonesome I could cry.

Chorus:So kiss me and smile for me,Tell me that you’ll wait for me,Hold me like you’ll never let me go.‘Cause I’m leaving on a jet plane,Don’t know when I’ll be back againOh babe, I hate to go.

There’s so many times I’ve let you down, So many times I’ve played around.I tell you now, they don’t mean a thing.Every place I go, I think of you.Every song I sing, I sing for you.When I come back, I’ll wear your wedding ring.

Chorus

Now the time has come to leave you,One more time, let me kiss you,Close your eyes, I’ll be on my way,Dream about the days to come,When I won’t have to leave alone,About the time I won’t have to say.

Chorus

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Long Road to Freedom

Chorus:It’s a long road to freedom, a-winding steep and high,But when you walk in love with the wind on your wings, Cover the earth with the songs you sing, the miles fly by.

I walked one morning at the sea, And all the waves reached out to me,I took their tears, and let them be.

Chorus

I walked one morning at the dawn, And bits of night still lingered on,I sought my star, but it had gone.

Chorus

I walked one morning with my friend,And prayed the days would never end,The years have passed, so I pretend.

Chorus

I walked one morning with my king,And all my winters turned to spring,Yet every moment held its sting.

Chorus

Lord Blow the Moon Out Please

Bed is too small for my tiredness,Give me a hill topped with trees.Tuck a cloud up under my chin,Lord, blow the moon out please.

Rock me to sleep in a cradle of dreams,Sing me a lullaby of leaves.Tuck a cloud up under my chin,

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Lord, blow the moon out please.

MLK

Sleep, Sleep tonight.And may your dreams be realized.If the thunder cloud passes rain,So let it rain, rain down on me.

Sleep, sleep tonight,And may your dreams be realized.If the thunder cloud passes rain,So let it rain, rain down on here.

Make New Friends

(1) Make new friends, (2) But keep the oldOne is silver and the other gold.A circle is round, it has no end,That’s how long I want to be your friend.

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Nova Scotia

The sun was setting in the west, The birds were singing from every tree.And all nature seemed inclined for to rest, But still there was no rest for me.

Chorus:Farewell to Nova Scotia, the sea bound coast,May your mountains dark and dreary be.For when I’m far away on the briny ocean tossed,Will you ever heave a sigh and a wish for me?

I have three brothers and they are dressed, Their arms are folded on their breast.But a poor simple sailor just like me, Must be tossed and driven by the dark blue sea.

Chorus

The drums do sound, the wars do alarm,My captain calls, I must obey.Farewell, farewell to my Nova Scotia charm,For it’s early in the morning and I’m far, far away.

Chorus

I grieve to leave my native landI grieve to leave my comrades all,And my aged parents who are oh, so, so dear.And the bonnie, bonnie lass that I do adore

Chorus

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Old Stewball

Old Stewball was a race horse, and I wish he were mine,He never drank water, he always drank wine.His bridle was silver, and his mane it was gold,And the worth of his saddle has never been told.

The fairgrounds were crowded and Old Stewball was there,And the betting was heavy, on the bay and the mare.I bet on the gray mare, and I bet on the bay,If I’d bet on Old Stewball, I’d be a free man today.

A way over yonder, ahead of them all,Came a dancin’ and a prancin’, that noble Stewball.The hoot owl she hollers, and the turtledove moansI’m a poor boy in trouble, and a long way from home.

Old Stewball was a racehorse, and I wish he were mine,He never drank water, he only drank wine.

One Friend

I always thought you were the best, I guess I always will.I always thought that we were blessed, and I feel that way still.And when we took the hard road, we always saw it through.If I had only one friend left, I’d want it to be you.

Chorus:Someone who understands me, who knows me inside out.Who helps keep me together, and believes without a doubt.That I can move a mountain, and someone to tell it to.If I had only one friend left, I’d want it to be you.

Sometimes the world was on our side, sometimes it wasn’t fair, Sometimes it lent a helping hand, sometimes we didn’t care.When we were together, it made the dream come true.If I had only one friend left, I’d want it to be you.

Chorus

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One Tin Soldier

Listen children to a story that was written long ago,‘Bout a kingdom on a mountain, and the valley far below.On the mountain was a treasure buried deep beneath a stoneAnd the valley people swore they’d have it for their very own.

Chorus:Go ahead and hate your neighbor, go ahead and cheat a friend,But do it in the name of Heaven, you can justify it in the end.There won’t be any trumpets blowing come the judgment day,But on the bloody morning after, one tin soldier rides away.

So the people of the valley sent a message up the hill, Asking for the buried treasure, tons of gold for which they’d kill.Came an answer from the mountain, with our brothers we will share,All the secrets of our mountain, all the treasures buried there.

Chorus

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Puff The Magic Dragon

Puff, the magic dragon, lived by the sea,And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honolly,Little Jackie Paper loved that rascal Puff, And brought him strings and sealing wax and other crafty stuff.

Chorus:Oh, Puff the magic dragon, lived by the seaAnd frolicked in the autumn mists in a land called Honolly.Oh, Puff the magic dragon, lived by the sea,And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honolly.

Together they would travel on a boat with billowed sails,Jackie kept a lookout perched on Puff’s gigantic tail.Noble kings and princes would bow whene’r they came, Pirate ships would lower their flags when Puff roared out his name.

Chorus

Dragons live forever, but not so little boys, Painted rings and giant wings make way for other toys,One gray night it happened, Jackie Paper came no more,And Puff, that mighty dragon, sadly ceased his mighty roar. His head was bent in sorrow; green scales fell like rain,Puff no longer went to play along the cherry lane.Without his life-long friend, Puff could not be brave, So Puff, that mighty dragon, sadly slipped into his grave.

Chorus

One bright, shiny morning, Puff strolled down the strandLooking down, to his surprise, saw footsteps in the sandA voice said, “Mister Dragon, please do not be sad,My name is Janie Paper, I was sent here by my dad.”Chorus

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The Rose

Some say love, it is a river, that drowns the tender reed,Some say love, it is a razor, that leaves the soul to bleed, Some say love, it is a hunger, and endless aching need,I say love it is a flower, and you its only seed.

It’s the dream afraid of waking that never learns to dance, It’s the heart afraid of breaking that never takes the chance,It’s the one who won’t be taken, who cannot seem to give,It’s the soul afraid of dying that never learns to live.

When the night has been too lonely, and the road has been too long,And you think that love is only for the lucky and the strong,Just remember in the winter, far beneath the bitter snow,Lies the seed that with the sun’s love, in the spring becomes the rose.

Rose, Rose

Rose, rose, rose, roseWill I ever see thee wed?I will marry as I will sire, As I will.

Scarlet Ribbons

I peeked in to say goodnight, and there I saw my child at prayer, “Send me Lord, some scarlet ribbons, scarlet ribbons for my hair.”

All the town was closed and shuttered, all the streets were dark and bare,In that town no scarlet ribbons, scarlet ribbons for her hair.

All night long my heart was aching,Just before the dawn was breaking,

I peeked in and on her bed, in gay profusion lying there,Were those lovely scarlet ribbons, scarlet ribbons for her hair.

If I live to be a hundred, I shall never know from where,Came those lovely scarlet ribbons, scarlet ribbons for her hair.

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Today

Chorus:Today while the blossoms still cling to the vine,I’ll taste your strawberries, I’ll drink your sweet wine.A million tomorrows shall all pass away,E’er I forget all the joys that are mine today.

I’ll be a dandy and I’ll be a rover,You’ll know who I am by the songs that I sing.I’ll feast at your table, I’ll sleep in your clover,Who cares what tomorrow may bring.

Chorus

I can’t be contented with yesterday’s glories, I can’t live on promises winter to springToday is my moment and now is my story,I’ll laugh and I’ll cry and I’ll sing.

Chorus

Where Have All the Flowers Gone?

Where have all the flowers gone, long time passing?Where have all the flowers gone, long time ago?Where have all the flowers gone? Gone to young girls every one.When will they ever learn, when will they ever learn?

Where have all the young girls gone, long time passing?Where have all the young girls, long time ago?Where have all the young girls? Gone to young men every one.When will they ever learn, when will they ever learn?

Where have all the young men gone, long time passing?Where have all the young men gone, long time ago?Where have all the young men gone? Gone to soldiers every one.When will they ever learn, when will they ever learn?

Where have all the soldiers gone, long time passing?Where have all the soldiers gone, long time ago?Where have all the soldiers gone? Gone to graveyards every one.When will they ever learn, when will they ever learn?

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Where have all the graveyards gone, long time passing?Where have all the graveyards gone, long time ago?Where have all the graveyards gone? Gone to flowers every one.When will they ever learn, when will they ever learn?

White Coral Bells

White coral bells, upon a slender stalkLilies of the valley deck my garden walk.Oh don’t you wish that you could hear them ring?That will happen only when the fairies sing.

You’ve Got A Friend

When you’re down, and troubled, and you need a helping handAnd nothing, oh nothing is going right,Close your eyes and think of me, and soon I will be there,To brighten up even your darkest night.

Chorus:You just call out my name, and you know where ever I am,I’ll come running, to see you again.Winter, spring, summer, or fall,All you got to do is call, and I’ll be there, yes I willYou’ve got a friend

If the sky above you should turn dark and full of clouds,And that old north wind should begin to blowKeep your head together, and call my name out loudSoon I’ll be knockin’ upon your door.

Chorus

Hey, ain’t it good to know that you’ve got a friend, When people can be so cold.They’ll hurt you, and desert you,They’ll take your soul if you let them, oh so don’t you let them

Chorus

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Closing Songs

Mhmm

Mhmm, I want to linger here, mhmm a little longer hereMhmm, a little longer here with youMhmm, it’s such a perfect night, mhmm it doesn’t seem quite rightMhmm, that this should be my last with you.

Mhmm and come September dear, mhmm I will remember dear,Mhmm, our camping days and friendships true.Mhmm, and as the years go by, mhmm, I’ll think of you and sigh,Mhmm this is goodnight and not good-bye.

Pass It On

It only takes a spark to get a fire going,And soon all those around can warm up to its glowing.That’s how it is with God’s love once you’ve experience it,You spread His love to everyone, you want to pass it on.

What a wondrous time is spring, when all the trees are buddingThe birds begin to sing, the flowers start their blooming.That’s how it is with God’s love once you’ve experienced itYou want to sing, it’s fresh like spring, you want to pass it on.

I wish for you my friend, this happiness that I’ve found,You can depend on it, it matters not where you’re bound.I’ll shout it from the mountain tops, I want my world to knowThe Lord of love has come to me, I want to pass it on.I’ll shout it from the mountain tops, I want my world to know The Lord of love has come to me, I want to pass it on.

No Other Year the Same

2009 at Ajawah, no other year the sameEvery girl a comrade true, whatever school or name or fame2009 at Ajawah, sunset and evening glow,But it’s the inspiration true that makes us love you so.

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Spirit of Ajawah

Spirit of Ajawah, make us campers as we should beLoyal, true, good scouts too, Spirit of Ajawumpus

Each campfire lights anew the flame of friendships trueThe joys we’ve had in knowing you will last our whole lives throughAnd as the embers die away, we wish that we might ever stay,But since we cannot have our way, we’ll come again some other day

Taps

Day is done, gone the sun, from the lakes, from the hills, from the sky.All is well, safely rest, God is nigh.

Goodnight

Day is done, gone the sun, from the lakes from the hills from the sky,In each separate glowing ever, there’s a friendship to remember.So I’ll say one last goodnight.

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