Songs Songbook16 2
Songs Songbook16 2
Songs Songbook16 2
Songbook – 16
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Little Tom Tinker
Little Tom Tinker got burned by a clinker,
And he began to cry. Ma! Ma!
Poor little innocent guy.
Tumbling Tumbleweeds
See them tumbling down,
Nodding their heads to the ground,
Lonely, but free I’ll be found,
Drifting along with the tumblin’ tumbleweeds.
Vive L’amour
Come all you young fellows and join in our song,
Vive la compagnie!
Success to each other and pass it along,
Vive la compagnie!
Chorus:
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Wabash Cannonball
From the green Atlantic Ocean to the white Pacific Shore,
From the green flowing mountains,
To the southbound along the shore,
She’s mighty tall and handsome,
She’s known quite well by all
The regular combination on that Wabash Cannonball.
Chorus:
Well the eastern states are dandy, you hear most people say,
From New York to St. Louis and ole Chicago by the way,
To the hills of Minnesota, where them ripping waters fall,
No changes need be taken on that Wabash Cannonball.
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3
When The Saints Go Marching In
Oh, when the Saints, go marching in,
Oh, when the Saints, go marching in,
Oh Lord, I want to be in that number,
When the Saints go marching in.
(other verses)
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 gone? Long time ago.
Where have all the young girls gone?
They’ve gone to young men everyone.
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?
They’ve gone to soldiers everyone.
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?
They’ve gone to graveyards everyone.
When will they ever learn? When will they ever learn?
Where have all the graveyards gone? Long time passing.
Where have all the graveyards gone? Long time ago.
Where have all the graveyards gone?
They’ve gone to flowers everyone.
When will they ever learn? When will they ever learn?
Where have all the flowers gone? Long time passing.
Where have all the flowers gone? Long time ago.
Where have all the flowers gone?
Young girls picked them everyone.
When will they ever learn? When will they ever learn?
4
I’ve Been Working On The Railroad
I’ve been working on the railroad
All the live long day,
I’ve been working on the railroad
To pass the time away.
Don’t ya’ hear the whistle blowin’
Rise up so early in the morn’
Don’t you hear the captain shoutin’,
Dinah, blow yo’ horn.
Baby Beluga
Baby beluga in the deep blue sea,
Swim so wild and you swim so free.
Heaven about you, sea below,
Just a little white whale on the go.
Baby beluga, baby beluga, is the water warm?
Is your mother home with you, so happy.
Way down yonder where the dolphins play,
Where they dive and splash all day,
The waves roll in and the waves roll out,
See the water squirting out of your spout.
Baby beluga, baby beluga, sing your little song,
Sing for all your friends, we like to hear you.
Then it's late and you're home and fed,
Curling up snug in your waterbed.
Stars are shining and the moon is bright,
Good night, little whale, goodnight.
Baby beluga, baby beluga, with tomorrow's sun,
Another day has come, you'll soon be waking.
Baby beluga, baby beluga, is the water warm?
Is your mother home with you, so happy.
Actions: Hands together, make the shape of a small whale jumping over the waves.
First time through: pat both knees twice, then right hand to left shoulder twice; pat knees twice, then left hand to
right shoulder twice. Second time through: pat both knees once, then right hand to left shoulder once; pat knees
once, then left hand to right shoulder once; pat knees, then cross arms, uncross arms and then snap fingers.
Third time through: left hand on right elbow, flutter right hand; right hand on left elbow, flutter left hand.
Fourth time through: brush hands, then right hand on left elbow; left hand on right elbow.
Fifth time through: cross arms, lean alternately forward and back.
5
The Cat Came Back
Old man Johnson had troubles of his own.
Had a little cat that wouldn't leave him alone.
He tried and tried to give him away,
He gave him to a man going far, far away.
Chorus:
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"I gave you three chances to change your ways and you didn't
obey, so now I'm turning you into goon. Pooff! You're a goon.
And the moral of this story is . . . 'Hare today and gone tomorrow.'
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I'm a Little Hunk of Tin
I'm a little hunk of tin, nobody knows where I have been.
Got four wheels and a running board, I'm a four-by-four-by-four..
Honk-honk, rattle-rattle, rattle crash, beep-beep
Honk-hank, rattle-rattle, rattle crash, beep-beep
Honk-honk, honk, honk.
Actions: honk-pull ears; rattle-shake head; crash-cover face
with hands; beep-push on nose with flat of hand
7
The Muffin Man
Do you know the muffin Man,
the Muffin Man, the muffin man.
Start with one person, asking another. Then third verse together. Then each of them finds another person to ask
and it keeps repeating until everyone knows the muffin man.
Acres of Clams
I've wandered all over this country,
Prospecting and digging for gold; For the country they call Puget Sound,
For the country they call Puget Sound,
I've tunnel'd, hydraulicked, and cradled, I started one morning to shank it
And I nearly froze in the cold. For the country they call Puget Sound.
8
Aunt Rhody
Go tell Aunt Rhody, go tell Aunt Rhody,
Go tell Aunt Rhody, the old gray goose is dead.
Chorus: But did he ever return? No, he never returned, and his fate
is still unlearned. (Poor old charlie). He may ride forever
'neath the streets of Boston, he's the man who never returned.
Well all night long Charlie rides through the stations, saying,
"What will become of me? How can I afford to see my sister in
Chelsea or my cousin or Roxbury?"
Charlie's wife goes down to the Scully Square station, every day
at a quarter past two. And through the open window,
she hands Charlie a sandwich as the train goes a rumbling through.
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Dixie
I wish I was in the land of cotton,
Old times there are not forgotten;
Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixieland.
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