The cutest boy
I ever saw
Was sippin' ci-
der through a straw
The cutest boy I ever saw
Was sippin' cider through a straw
I asked him if
He'd show me how
To sip my ci-
der through a straw
I asked him if he'd show me how
To sip my cider through a straw
He said he would
He'd show me how
To sip my ci-
der through a straw
He said he would he'd show me how
To sip my cider through a straw
First cheek to cheek
Then jaw to jaw
We sipped our ci-
der through a straw
First cheek to cheek then jaw to jaw
We sipped our cider through a straw
Then suddenly
That straw did slip
And we sipped our ci-
der lip to lip
Then suddenly that straw did slip
And we sipped our cider lip to lip
That's how I got
My mother-in-law
And fourteen kids
That call me 'Ma'
That's how I got my mother-in-law
And fourteen kids that call me 'Ma'
The moral of
This little tale
Is to sip your ci-
der from a pail
The moral of this little tale
Is to sip your cider from a pail
Saturday, February 4, 2012
The Marvelous Toy
When I was just a wee young lad, full of health and joy
My father homeward came one night and gave to me a toy
A wonder to behold it was, with many colors bright
And the moment I laid eyes on it, it became my heart's delight.
*It went zip when moved
And bop when it stopped
And whirr when it stood still
I never knew just what it was
And I guess I never will*
The first time that I picked it up, I had a big surprise
Cuz right on the bottom were two big buttons that looked like big green eyes
I first pushed one and then the other, and then I twisted its lid
And when I set it down again, this is what it did:
*Chorus*
It first marched left and then marched right, and then marched under a chair
And when I looked where it had gone, it wasn't even there
I started to cry but my dad, he laughed, cuz he knew that I would find
When I turned around my marvelous toy would be chugging from behind.
*Chorus*
The years have gone by too quickly it seems, I have my own little boy
And yesterday I gave to him my marvelous little toy
His eyes nearly popped right out of his head and he gave a squeal of glee
Neither one of us knows just what it is but he loves it just like me.
And it still goes zip when it moves
And bop when it stops
Whirr when it stands still
I still don't know just what it is
And I guess I never will.
My father homeward came one night and gave to me a toy
A wonder to behold it was, with many colors bright
And the moment I laid eyes on it, it became my heart's delight.
*It went zip when moved
And bop when it stopped
And whirr when it stood still
I never knew just what it was
And I guess I never will*
The first time that I picked it up, I had a big surprise
Cuz right on the bottom were two big buttons that looked like big green eyes
I first pushed one and then the other, and then I twisted its lid
And when I set it down again, this is what it did:
*Chorus*
It first marched left and then marched right, and then marched under a chair
And when I looked where it had gone, it wasn't even there
I started to cry but my dad, he laughed, cuz he knew that I would find
When I turned around my marvelous toy would be chugging from behind.
*Chorus*
The years have gone by too quickly it seems, I have my own little boy
And yesterday I gave to him my marvelous little toy
His eyes nearly popped right out of his head and he gave a squeal of glee
Neither one of us knows just what it is but he loves it just like me.
And it still goes zip when it moves
And bop when it stops
Whirr when it stands still
I still don't know just what it is
And I guess I never will.
My Paddle's Keen and Bright
My paddle's keen and bright
Flashing with silver
Follow the wild goose flight
Dip dip and swing
Dip dip and swing her back
Flashing with silver
Follow the wild goose flight
Dip dip and swing
Farewell to a Friend
It's the saddest thing I've ever known
And I've seen a lot of sorrow
To know that I'll have to face life alone
When I start the path tomorrow.
*And if you've ever known
The feeling of sadness
To say farewell, farewell
Farewell to a friend*
So you find someone new and you think
That they might take the place
Till you realize all you're searching for
Is that same sorry face.
*Chorus*
Dona Dona
On a wagon bound for market
There's a calf with a mournful eye
High above him there's a swallow
Winging softly through the sky
*How the winds are laughing (laughing)
They laugh with all their might
Laugh and laugh the whole day through
And half the summer's night
Dona dona doena doe-na
Dona dona doena doen
Dona dona doena doe-na
Dona dona doena doen*
Stop complaining said 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 slaughtered
Never knowing the reason why
But whoever treasures freedom
Like the swallow has to learned to fly
*Chorus*
When you're young and when you're lively
Like the swallow you learn to fly
But when you grow old and weary
Like the calf you must learn to die.
*Chorus*
When you're young and when you're lively
Like the swallow you learn to fly
But when you grow old and weary
Like the calf you must learn to die.
*Chorus*
Monday, January 18, 2010
Boatman
Oh, the boatman dance and the boatman sing
The boatman do most anything
When the boatman comes on the shore
He spends all his money and he works for more
*Hi-ho the boatman goes
Up and down the river on the O-hi-o
Hi-ho the boatman goes
Up and down the river on the O-hi-o*
Ever seen where the boatman lives?
It's a house on a hollow that leaks like a sieve
Boatman says if he had one wish
If he gets any wetter he'd be a fish
*Chorus*
The boatman do most anything
When the boatman comes on the shore
He spends all his money and he works for more
*Hi-ho the boatman goes
Up and down the river on the O-hi-o
Hi-ho the boatman goes
Up and down the river on the O-hi-o*
Ever seen where the boatman lives?
It's a house on a hollow that leaks like a sieve
Boatman says if he had one wish
If he gets any wetter he'd be a fish
*Chorus*
Black Socks
Black socks
They never get dirty
The longer you wear them
The stronger they get
Sometimes
I think I should wash them
But something keeps telling me
Oh, no, not yet
They never get dirty
The longer you wear them
The stronger they get
Sometimes
I think I should wash them
But something keeps telling me
Oh, no, not yet
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