This land is your land, this land
is my land,
From California to the New York
Island,
From the redwood forest to the Gulf Stream waters,
This land was made for you and me.
As I went walking that ribbon of highway,
I saw above me that endless skyway,
I saw below me that golden valley,
This land was made for you and me.
I roamed and rambled, and I
followed my footsteps,
To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts,
And all around me, a voice was sounding.
This land was made for you and me.
When the sun came shining, then I was strolling,
And the wheat fields waving, and
the dust clouds rolling,
A voice was chanting as the fog
was lifting,
This land was made for you and me.
In a cavern, in a canyon,
Excavating for a mine,
Lived a miner, Fourty-niner,
And his daughter, Clementine.
Chorus:
Oh my darling, Oh my darling,
Oh my darling Clementine,
You are lost and gone forever,
Dreadful sorry, Clementine.
Light she was and like a fairy,
And her shoes were number nine;
Herring boxes, without topses,
Sandals were for Clementine.
Chorus
Drove she ducklings to the water,
Ev'ry morning just at nine;
Hit her foot against a splinter,
Fell into the foaming brine.
Chorus
Saw her lips above the water,
Blowing bubbles, mighty fine;
But alas! I am no swimmer,
So I lost my Clementine.
Chorus
In a corner of the churchyard,
Where the myrtle boughs entwine,
Grow the roses and the posies,
Fertilized by Clementine.
Chorus
When the miner fourty-niner,
Soon began to peak and pine,
Thought he oughter "jine" his daughter,
Now he's with his Clementine.
Chorus
In my dreams she still doth haunt
me
Robed in garments soaked in brine,
Though in life I used to hug her,
Now she's dead I draw the line.
Chorus
Now you Boy Scouts, learn a lesson,
From this tragic tale of mine:
Artificial respiration would have
saved My Clementine.
Notes: Sing as a group song using a new Mother Goose rhyme each time you sing the chorus, substituting "She threw it out the window"
for the last line of each rhyme and making throwing motions with
arms.
Old Mother Hubbard went to the
cupboard
To get her poor dog a bone.
When she got there the cupboard was
bare,
So she threw it out the window!
The window, the second story window!
With a heave and a ho and a mighty
throw,
She through it out the window!
Mary had a little lamb,
It's fleece was white as snow.
And every where that
Mary went,
She threw it out the window!
The window, the second story window!
With a heave and a ho and a mighty
throw,
She through it out the window!
Variation: Divide the group into two or more
teams. One team starts by singing a rhyme. As soon as one team finishes, another starts.
A team is eliminated if it fails to start singing as soon as it's turn comes.
Once there was a Dutchman,
His name was Johnnie Verbeck.
He ran a kosher deli,
Selling sausages and spec.
He made the finest sausages
That ever you did see.
But one day he invented,
A sausage making machine.
Chorus:
Oh, Johnnie Verbeck, Oh, Johnnie Verbeck,
How could you be so mean?
I told you you'd be sorry for
inventing that machine.
Now all the neighbors' cats and dogs
Will never more be seen,
They'll all be ground to sausages
In Johnnie Verbeck's machine.
One day a little fat boy
Came walking in the store,
He bought a pound of sausages
And put them on the floor.
The boy began to whistle,
He whistled up a tune,
And all the little sausages
Went dancing 'round the room.
Chorus
One day the machine got busted,
The darned thing wouldn't go.
So Johnnie Verbeck, he crawled
inside to see what made it so.
Mrs. Verbeck had a nightmare,
And walking in her sleep,
She gave the crank a deuce of a yank
And Johnnie Verbeck was meat.
Chorus
Action version: Stand up
on the first word that starts with a "b". Then sit down on the next "b" word and so on. The whole group should end the song sitting down.
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.
Variations: instead of doing the action version, sing these additional verses.
Last night as I lay on my pillow,
Last night as I lay on my bed,
I stuck my feet out of the window,
Next morning my neighbors were dead.
Bring back, bring back,
Oh, bring back my neighbors to me, to me.
Bring back, bring back,
Oh, bring back my neighbors to me.
My Bonnie leaned over the gas tank,
The height of its contents to see.
I lighted a match to assist her,
Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me.
Bring
back, bring back,
Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me, to me.
Bring
back, bring back,
Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me.
My breakfast lies over the ocean,
My luncheon lies over the rail.
My supper lies in a commotion.
Won't somebody bring me a pail?
Please bring, please bring,
Oh please bring a pail to me, to me.
Please
bring, please bring,
Oh please bring a pail to me.
Who knows what I had for breakfast?
Who knows what I had for tea?
Who knows what I had for supper?
Just look out the window and see.
Clams, clams, clams,
clams,
Clams and ice cream don't agree with me.
Clams, clams, clams, clams,
Clams and ice cream don't agree with me.
Sing each stanza making appropriate motions and sounds. Then at the end of each stanza, repeat all previous sounds and
motions.
She'll be commin' 'round the mountain when she comes,
"Whoo, Whoo!"
She'll be commin' 'round
the mountain when she comes,
"Whoo, whoo!"
She'll be commin' 'round the mountain
She'll be commin' 'round the mountain
She'll be commin' 'round the mountain when she comes,
"Whoo, whoo!"
She'll be drivin' six white horses when she comes,
"Whoa back!"
She'll be drivin' six white horses when she comes,
"Whoa back!"
She'll be drivin' six white horses
She'll be drivin' six white horses
She'll be drivin' six white horses when she comes,
"Whoa back!, Whoo, Whoo!"
We will all go out to meet her when she comes,
Hi, Babe!"
We will all go out to meet her when she comes,
"Hi, Babe!"
We will all go out to meet her we will all go out to meet her
We will all go out to meet her when she comes,
"Hi, Babe!, Whoa back!, Whoo, whoo!"
We will kill the old red rooster when she comes,
Hack, Hack!"
We will kill the old red rooster when she comes,
"Hack, Hack!"
We will kill the old red rooster
We will kill the old red rooster
We will kill the old red rooster when she comes,
"Hack, Hack!, Hi Babe!, Whoa back!, Whoo,
whoo!"
We will all have chicken an' dumplings when she comes,
"Yum, Yum!"
We will all have chicken an' dumplings when she comes,
"Yum, Yum!"
We will all have chicken an' dumplings
we will all have chicken an' dumplings
we will all have chicken an' dumplings
When she comes,
"Yum, Yum!, Hack Hack!, Hi Babe!, Whoa back!, Whoo, whoo!"
Tune: Alouette
All:
Ravioli, I like ravioli.
Ravioli, it's the best for me.
Leader:
Have I got it on my chin?
All:
Yes, You've got it on your chin.
Leader:
On my chin?
Chorus:
All:
On your chin. Oh-h-h-h-h
Ravioli, I like ravioli.
Ravioli, it's the best for me.
(Continue with tie, shirt, pants, shoes, floor, walls. Point to the items as each new word is added by
the song leader. each time the chorus is sung, the previous verses are sung in reverse order.)
ROBERT BADEN POWELL
Note: when you get to the end of each verse, the appropriate body part starts moving and continues to move until the end of the song.
Robert Baden Powell had many scouts
Many scouts had Robert Baden Powell.
I am one of them, and so are you.
Let me tell you what to do...
Right arm.
Robert Baden Powell had many scouts
Many scouts had Robert Baden Powell
I am one of them, and so are you.
Let me tell you what to do...
Right arm, left arm.
Robert Baden Powell had many scouts
Many scouts had Robert Baden Powell
I am one of them, and so are you.
Let me tell you what to do...
Right arm, left arm, right leg.
Robert Baden Powell had many scouts
Many scouts had Robert Baden Powell
I am one of them, and so are you.
Let me tell you what to do...
Right arm, left arm, right leg,
left leg.
Robert Baden Powell had many scouts
Many scouts had Robert Baden Powell
I am one of them, and so are you.
Let me tell you what to do...
Right arm, left arm, right leg, left leg, Stand up, sit down,
The end.
All:
Little Bunny Foo-Foo,
hopping through the forest,
scoopin' up the
field mice
and boppin' them on the head.
Down came the good Fairy, and she said:
"Little Bunny
Foo-Foo, I don't want to see you, scoopin' up the field mice and boppin' them on the head."
Leader:
Little Bunny Foo-Foo, she said, I'm going to give you three chances, and if you continue to scoop up the field mice and bop them on the
head, I'm going to turn you into a goon! Next day...
All:
Little Bunny Foo-Foo,
hopping
through the forest,
scoopin' up the field mice
and boppin' them on the head.
Down came the good Fairy, and she said:
Little Bunny Foo-Foo, I don't want to see you,
scoopin' up the field
mice
and boppin' them on the head.
Leader:
Little Bunny Foo-Foo, she said, I gave you three chances, and now you only have two left. If you continue to scoop up the field mice and bop them on the head, I'm going to turn you into a goon! Next day...
All:
Little Bunny Foo-Foo,
hopping through the forest,
scoopin' up the field mice
and boppin' them on the head.
Down came the good Fairy, and she said:
Little Bunny Foo-Foo, I don't want to see you,
scoopin' up the field mice
and boppin' them on the head.
Leader:
Little Bunny Foo-Foo, she said, I gave you three chances, and now
you only have two left. If you continue to scoop up the field mice and bop them on the head, I'm going to turn you into a goon! Next day...
All:
Little Bunny Foo-Foo,
hopping through the forest,
scoopin' up the
field mice
and boppin' them on the head.
Down came the good Fairy, and she said:
Little Bunny Foo-Foo, I don't want to see you,
Scoopin' up the field mice
and boppin' them on the head.
Leader:
Little Bunny Foo-Foo, she said, I gave you three chances, and now you only have one left. If you continue to scoop up the field mice and bop
them on the head, I'm going to turn you into a goon! Next day...
All:
Little Bunny
Foo-Foo,
hopping through the forest,
scoopin' up the
field mice
and
boppin' them on the head.
Down came the good Fairy, and she said:
Little Bunny
Foo-Foo, I don't want to see you,
Scoopin' up the field mice
and
boppin' them on the head.
Leader:
Little Bunny
Foo-Foo, she said, I gave you three chances, and now you only have one left. If you continue to scoop up the field mice and bop them on the head, I'm going to turn you into a goon!
POOF, GOON!
The moral: Hare today, Goon tomorrow!
Tune: "A Hunting We Will Go"
Note: First time through, Just sing the song, to be sure all know it,
then when the word up is sung, everyone stands up, and when the
word down is sung, everyone sits down. Go through the song several
times, getting faster each time.
The Grand Old Duke of York,
He had ten thousand men.
He marched them up the hill, and
he marched them down again.
And when they're up they're up.
And when they're down they're down,
But when they're only halfway up,
They're neither up nor down.
Tune: Battle Hymn of the Republic
I wear my pink pajamas in the
summer when it's hot.
I wear my flannel nighties in the
winter when it's not.
And sometimes in the springtime,
and sometimes in the fall,
I jump between the sheets with
nothing on at all.
CHORUS:
Glory, glory, Hallelujah;
Glory, glory, what's it to ya.
Balmy breezes blowing through
ya,
With nothing on at all.
Tune: "Joy in my Heart"
I've got that Scouting Spirit,
Up in my head, Up in my head,
Up in my head,
I've got that Scouting Spirit,
Up in my head,
Up in my head, to stay.
I've got that Scouting Spirit,
Deep in my heart,
Deep in my heart,
Deep in my heart,
I've got that Scouting Spirit,
Deep in my heart,
Deep in my heart, to stay.
I've got that Scouting Spirit,
Down in my feet, Down in my feet,
Down in my feet,
I've got that Scouting Spirit,
Down in my feet ,
Down in my feet , to stay.
I've got that Scouting Spirit,
All over me, all over me,
All over me,
I've got that Scouting
Spirit,
All over me,
All over me, to stay.
I've got that Scouting Spirit,
Up in my head, Deep in my heart,
Down in my feet,
I've got that Scouting Spirit,
All over me,
All over me, to stay.
Tune: "Caisson Song"
Over hill, over dale,
We will hit the green-wood trail,
As the Boy scouts go hiking along.
In and out, all around, You will
never see us frown, As the Boy
Scouts go hiking along.
And it's hi! hi! hee! The B.S.A.'s for me,
Shout out our name and shout it strong.
Where ever we go, you will always
know,
That the Boy Scouts go hiking along.
I have a sad story to tell you,
It may hurt your feelings a bit.
Last night when I walked into my bathroom,
I stepped in a big pile of ...
Shhhhhaving cream, be nice and clean,
shave every day and you'll always look keen.
A baby fell out of the window,
You'd think that her head would be split,
But good luck was with her that
morning, she fell in a barrel of...
Shhhhhaving cream, be nice and clean
shave every day and you'll always look keen.
An old lady died in the bath tub.
She died from a terrible fit.
In order to fulfill her wishes,
She was buried in six feet of...
Shhhhhaving cream, be nice and clean
Shave every day and you'll always look keen.
I went for a hike with Troop 80,
At lunch time I looked in my kit,
I thought I would find me a sandwich,
But the darned thing was loaded with...
Shhhhhaving cream, be nice and clean
Shave every day and you'll always look keen.
While watching a swell game of
baseball,
One player got him a nice hit.
While on his way down to first base,
He stepped in a big pile of...
Shhhhhaving cream, be nice and clean
Shave every day and you'll always look keen.
Our baby got into some peaches,
We thought he had swallowed a pit.
Next morning we looked in his diaper,
But the darned thing was loaded
with...
Shhhhhaving cream, be nice and clean
Shave every day and you'll always look keen.
And now folks my story is ended,
I think it is time I should quit,
If any of you feel offended,
Stick your head in a bucket of...
Shhhhhaving cream, be nice and clean
Shave every day and you'll always look keen.
Note: This song needs to be personalized each time it is used. Name staffers or things particular to your specific camp experience.
The important thing is to keep the rhythm for each stanza and have fun with it.
* can be "Boy Scout Life" or "Many
Point" or whatever.
The biscuits that they have here
They say are mighty fine,
But one rolled off the table
And killed a friend of mine.
Chorus:
Oh, I don't want no more of Cooper* life,
Gee, Ma I wanna go home.
The staffers that they have here
The say are mighty fine,
The one that teaches swimming
He looks like Frankenstein.
The chicken at Camp Cooper*,
They say is mighty fine,
But once two drumsticks got up,
And started beating time.
*Insert camp name. These should be
enough examples to get you going.
Old King Cole, was a merry old soul
and a merry old soul was he.
He called for his pipe and he called for his bowl,
and he called for his Tenderfoots three.
Rooty-Tooty-Tooty-Tooty-Toot!
Said the Tenderfoots,
Merry men are we!
And there's none so fair
as can compare
with the boys from
C.P.C
Old King Cole, was a merry old soul
and a merry old soul was he.
He called for his pipe and he called for his bowl,
and he called for his Second Class three.
Ring-A-Ding Ring-A-Ding Ding, said the Second Class,
Rooty-Tooty-Tooty-Tooty-Toot! said the Tenderfoots,
Merry men are we!
And there's none so fair
as can compare
with the boys from
C.P.C
Old King Cole, was a merry old soul
and a merry old soul was he.
He called for his pipe and he called for his bowl,
and he called for his First Class three.
HIIIIGH-YYYUP!! Said the First
Class
Ring-A-Ding Ring-A-Ding Ding! Said the Second Class,
Rooty-Tooty-Tooty-Tooty-Toot! Said the Tenderfoots,
Merry men are we!
And there's none so fair
as can compare
with the boys from
C.P.C
Old King Cole, was a merry old soul
and a merry old soul was he.
He called for his pipe and he called for his bowl,
and he called for his Life Scouts three.
Here We Go Again! Said the Life Scouts,
HIIIIGH YYYUPP!! Said the First Class,
Ring-A-Ding Ring-A-Ding Ding! Said the Second Class,
Rooty-Tooty-Tooty-Tooty-Toot! Said the Tenderfoots,
Merry men are we!
And there's none so fair
as can compare
with the boys from
C.P.C
Old King Cole, was a merry old soul
and a merry old soul was he.
He called for his pipe and he called for his bowl,
and he called for his Eagle Scouts three.
Where's my Big White Horse!! Said the Eagle Scouts,
Here We go again! Said the Life Scouts,
HIIIIGH YYYUPP!! Said the First Class,
Ring-A-Ding Ring-A-Ding Ding! Said the Second Class,
Rooty-Tooty-Tooty-Tooty-Toot! Said the Tenderfoots,
Merry men are we!
And there's none so fair
as can compare
with the boys from
C.P.C
Roll out the barrel,
We'll have a barrel of fun.
Roll out the barrel,
We've got the blues on the run.
Sing boom-ta-ra-ra
Sing out a song of good cheer,
Now's the time to roll the barrel
For the gang's all here.
California Here I Come
California here I come,
Right back where I started from.
Where towers of flowers bloom in the sun,
Each morning at dawning Birdies sing and everything,
A sunkist miss said,
"Don't be late,"
That's why I can hardly wait,
Open up that golden
gate,
California, here I come.
The stars at night are big and
bright,
Deep in the heart of Texas;
The prairie sky is wide and high,
Deep in the heart of Texas.
The sage in bloom is like perfume,
Deep in the heart of Texas;
Reminds me of the one I love,
Deep in the heart of Texas.
The coyotes wail along the trail,
Deep in the heart of Texas;
The rabbits rush around the brush,
Deep in the heart of Texas.
The cowboys cry, "Ki-Yip-Pee-Yi",
Deep in the heart of Texas;
The doggies bawl, and bawl and bawl,
Deep in the heart of Texas.
TUNE:
Dance of the Hours
Hello Muddah, hello Faddah,
Here I am at camp Grenada.
Camp is very entertaining,
And they say we'll have some fun if
it stops raining.
I went hiking with Joe Spivey,
He developed poison ivy.
You remember Leonard Skinner,
He got Ptomaine poisoning last night after dinner.
All the
counselors hate the waiters,
And the lake has alligators.
And the head coach wants no sissies,
So he reads to us from something called Ulysses.
Now I don't want this should scare ya',
But my bunkmate has Malaria.
You remember Jeffery Hardy,
They're about to organize a searching party.
Take me home, oh Muddah, Faddah,
Take me home, I hate Grenada.
Don't leave me out in the forest where,
I might get eaten by a bear.
Take me home,
I promise I will not make noise,
or mess the house with other boys,
Oh please don't make me stay,
I've been here one whole day...
Dearest Muddah, Darling Faddah,
How's my precious little bruddah?
Let me come home if you miss me,
I would even let Aunt Bertha hug and kiss me !
Wait a minute, it's stopped hailing,
Guys are swimming, Guys are sailing!
Playing baseball, gee that's bettah,
Muddah, Faddah kindly disregard this
letter!!!
Mairzy doats and dozy doats and liddle lamzy divey,
A kiddley divey too, wouldn't you?
Mairzy doats and dozy doats and liddle lamzy divey,
A kiddley divey too, wouldn't you?
If the words sound queer and funny
to your ear,
A little bit jumbled and jivey,
Sing, "Mares eat oats and does eat oats, and little lambs eat ivy."
Oh! Mairzy doats and dozey doats and
liddle lamzy divey,
A kiddley divey too, wouldn't you?
A kiddley divey too, wouldn't you?
Some people say a man is made out of mud,
A poor man's made out of muscle and blood,
Muscle and blood and 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.
St. Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go,
I owe my soul to the company store.
I was born one morning when the sun didn't shine,
I picked up my shovel and walked to the mine,
I loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal,
And the strong boss said, "Well, bless my soul."
CHORUS
I was born one morning it was drizzling rain,
Fighting and trouble are my middle name,
I was raised in a cave, by an old mama lion,
C'aint no high tone woman make me walk the line.
CHORUS
If you see me coming, better step aside,
A lot of men didn't and a lot of men died.
One fist of iron, the other of steel,
If the right one don't get you, then the left on will.
CHORUS
When John Henry was just a little
baby boy,
No bigger than the palm of your hand,
His mammy looked down at John Henry and said:
My Johnny' be a steel drivin' man, Lord, Lord,
My Johnny' be a steel drivin' man.
John Henry said to the captain,
"Captain, why don't you learn to
swing.
I'm drivin' forty nine pounds from my hip bottom down,
Love to hear that cold steel ring,
Lord, Lord,
Love to hear that cold steel ring."
John Henry had a pretty little woman,
and her name was Polly Ann.
John Henry took sick and had to go to bed,
Polly drove steel like a man, Lord, Lord,
Polly drove steel like a man.
John Henry went up on a mountain,
that steam hammer by his side,
But he'd beat that drill through to the end of the line,
When he laid down his hammer and he cried, Lord, Lord,
He laid down his hammer and he cried.
John Henry drove steel round that
mountain,
till the hammer put out fire.
For that very last word I hear John Henry say,
A cool glass of water I'm gonna die, Lord, Lord,
A cool glass of water I'm gonna die.
Well they buried John Henry in the graveyard,
They lay him six feet under the sand,
Every time a freight train go rollin' on by,
They say yonder lies a steel drivin' man, Lord, Lord,
Yonder lies a steel drivin' man.
He was headed into Boston in a big old diesel truck
It was his first shift and he was havin' lots of luck.
He went the wrong direction down a one way street in town.
And this is what he said when the
police chased him down.
CHORUS:
Give me 40 acres and I'll turn this rig around.
It's the easiest way that I've found.
Some guys can turn it on a dime or turn it right downtown,
But I need 40 acres to turn this
rig around.
When he finally found where to unload,
he had a dreadful shock.
His trailer pointed to the road,
And his cab right to the dock.
And as he looked around him,
through his tears he made this sound:
Give me 40 acres and I'll turn this rig around.
CHORUS
When he finally got unloaded,
he was asked to leave the town.
He was very, very happy,
going back to
Alabam.
When up ahead he saw a sign said,
you are northward bound.
Give me 40 acres and I'll turn this rig around.
CHORUS
He was drivin' down the right lane
when ahead he saw a sign,
He had to make a left turn,
but he could not get in line.
The tears were streamin' down his cheeks
and they all heard him yell:
Give me 40 sticks of dynamite 'n I'll
blow this rig to...
Give me 40 acres and I'll turn this
rig around.
It's the easiest way that I've
found.
Some guys can turn it on a dime or
turn it right downtown;
But I need 40 acres to turn this
rig around.
Spoken:
Let me tell you a story about a boll weevel Now some of you may not know, but a boll weevel is an insect And he's found mostly where cotton grows Now where they come from, nobody really knows But this is the way the story goes.
The farmer said to the boll weevel,
I see you're on my square.
The boll weevel said to the farmer,
Yep, my whole darn family's here.
We gotta have a home,
we gotta have a home.
The farmer said to the boll weevel;
Say, why'd you pick my farm?
The weevel just laughed at the farmer and said;
We ain't gonna do much harm.
We're lookin for a ho o o o o ome.
And the boll weevel spied him a lightnin' bug.
He said; yea, I'd like to make a trade with you,
Cuz' you see, if I was a lightnin' bug,
I'd search the whole night through.
A searchin' for a home I'd have me
plenty of homes.
And the boll weevel called the
farmer and said;
You better sell your old machines
'Cause when I'm through with your cotton,
heh,
You can't even buy gasoline.
I wanna take me a home, gotta have a home.
And the boll weevel said to the
farmer;
Say farmer, I'd like to wish you well.
Farmer said to the boll weevel;
Yea, 'n I wish that you went to...
Lookin' for a home, lookin' for a home.
Ah, you'd have a home all right,
you'd have a real hot home.
How many roads must a man walk down
Before they call him a man?
How many seas must a white dove sail
Before she can sleep in the sand?
How many times must a cannon ball fly.
Before they're forever banned?
CHORUS:
The answer my friend, is blowing in the wind,
The answer is blowing in the wind.
How many years can a mountain exist
Before it is washed to the sea?
How many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free?
How many times can a man turn his head
And pretend that he just doesn't see?
CHORUS
How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
How many ears can one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
How many deaths will it take till
He learns that too many people have died?
CHORUS
CHORUS:
Day-O, Day-O,
Daylight come and me wan' go home,
Day-O, Day-O,
Daylight come and me wan' go home.
Work all night on a drink of rum
Daylight come and me wan' go home.
Stock bananas till the morning come,
Daylight come and me wan' go home.
Come Mr. Tally man, Tally me bananas,
Daylight come and me wan' go home.
(repeat)
CHORUS
Pick six foot, seven foot, eight foot bunch,
Daylight come and me wan' go home.
(repeat)
CHORUS
A beautiful bunch of ripe banana,
Daylight come and me wan' go home.
Hide the deadly black tarantula.
Daylight come and me wan' go home.
CHORUS
The ants go marching one by one
hurrah, hurrah,
The ants go marching one by one
hurrah, hurrah,
The ants go marching one by one,
The little one stopped to suck his
thumb,
And they all go marching
Down to the ground, to the earth.
Boom, boom, boom, boom.
Two by two - to tie his shoe
Three by three - to scratch his knee
Four by four - to shut the door
Five by five - to dance and jive
Six by six - to pick up sticks
Seven by seven - to look to heaven
Eight by eight - to shut the gate
Nine by nine - to have a shoe shine
Ten by ten - he want's to start again!!!
I'm being swallowed by a
boa constrictor,
I'm being swallowed by a
boa constrictor,
And I don't like it one little bit.
Oh, no, he's got my toe,
O gee, he's up to my knee,
Oh, my, he's reached my thigh,
O fiddle, he's at my middle,
Oh heck, he's up to my neck,
O dread, He's got my GULP!!!
(repeat each line after leader)
There was a hole The prettiest little hole that you ever did see,
CHORUS: (ALL) And the green grass grew all around, all around, And the green grass grew all around.
And in that hole There was a tree,
the prettiest little tree that you
ever did see,
