35.
BEEN THINKIN’
Been thinkin’ about camp! Camp! Camp! Camp!
Been thinkin’ about camp! Camp! Camp! Camp!
Been thinkin’ about camp in a song—
Tell it to the people as you pass it along.
Singin’ glory hallelujah! Glory hallelujah!
Glory hallelujah! Praise God,
Praise the Lord in a song,
(do
do do do wah…)
36.
SARAH THE WHALE
In Frisco town, there lived a whale.
They fed her peanuts by the bale,
In
wash tubs, in bathtubs, in sailboats, and in
schooners.
Her
name was Sarah, and she was a peach,
But
you couldn’t leave food within her reach,
Or
babies, or nursemaids, or chocolate ice cream
sodas.
She
loved to smile and when she smiled,
You
could see her teeth for miles and miles,
And
her tonsils, and her spare ribs,
And
things to fierce to mention.
Now
what you gonna do in a case like that?
There’s nothing to do but sit on your hat,
Or
your toothbrush, or your roommate, or
Anything else that’s useless!
37.
MR. MOON
Oh,
Mr. Moon, moon, bright and shiny moon,
Won’t you please shine down on me?
Oh,
Mr. Moon, moon, bright and shiny moon,
Hiding behind that tree;
When your life’s in danger and you gotta run,
’Cause there’s a man behind you with a big Gattling
gun.
Oh,
Mr. Moon, moon bright and shiny moon,
Won’t you please shine down on,
talk about your shining,
Please shine down on me.
38.
WHO STOLE MY CHICKENS?
Who
stole my chickens and my hens?
Who
stole my chickens and my hens?
Who
stole my chickens, and who stole my hens?
Who
stole my chickens and my hens?
39.
TUNA FISH
Tuna fish, tuna fish,
Sing a tune of tuna fish.
Tuna fish, tuna fish,
It’s my favorite dish!
Everybody loves it so,
From New York to Kokomo.
Tuna fish, tuna fish,
It’s my favorite dish!
40.
LITTLE DROP OF DEW
Little drop of dew, of dew,
Like a gem you are.
I
believe that you must have been a star.
When the day is light, is light,
On
the grass you lie.
Tell me, then, at night,
Are
you in the sky?
41. THREE LITTLE DUCKS
Three little ducks that I once knew,
Fat
one, skinny one, they were two.
But
the one little duck, with the feather on his back;
He
ruled the others with a quack, quack, quack.
Down by the river they would go,
Widdle, waddle, widdle, waddle to and fro.
But
the one little duck with the feather on his back;
He
ruled the others with a quack, quack, quack.
When it was time to hit the hay,
There were some who laughed and played.
But
the one little duck with the feather on his back,
He
ruled the others with a quack, quack, quack.
42.
WHEN YOU’RE SMILING
When you’re smiling, when you’re smiling,
The
whole world smiles with you;
When you’re laughing, when you’re laughing,
The
sun comes shining through;
But
when you’re crying, you bring on the rain,
So
stop your sighing, be happy again.
Keep on smiling, ’cause when you’re smiling,
The
whole world smiles with you.
43.
IN THE EVENING
In
the evening by the moonlight,
You
can hear the darkies singing.
In
the evening by the moonlight,
You
can hear the banjos ringing.
How
the old folks would enjoy it,
They would sit all night and listen,
As
they sang in the evening,
By
the moonlight.
Ra-de-do-da.
In
the evening, ra-de-do-da.
By
the moonlight, ra-de-do-da.
You
can hear the darkies singing.
In
the evening, ra-de-do-da.
By
the moonlight, ra-de-do-da.
You
can hear the banjos ringing.
How
the old folks would enjoy it,
They would sit all night and listen,
As
they sang in the evening,
By
the moonlight.
Ra-de-do-da.
Ra-de-do, ra-de-do, ra-de-do-da.
Ra-de-do, ra-de-do, ra-de-do-da.
Ra-de-do, ra-de-do, ra-de-do-da.
44. ALL NIGHT, ALL DAY
All
night, all day, oh Lordy,
Angels watching over me, my Lord.
All
night, all day,
Angels watching over me.
Day
is dying in the west, oh Lordy,
Angels watching over me, my Lord.
Sleep, my child and take your rest
Angels watching over me.
Now
I lay me down to sleep, oh Lordy,
Angels watching over me, my Lord.
Pray the Lord my soul to keep,
Angels watching over me.
45.
TZENA, TZENA
Tzena, tzena, tzena, tzena,
Can’t you hear the music playing
In
the village square?
Tzena, tzena, tzena, tzena,
Can’t you hear the music playing?
They’ll be dancing there.
Tzena, tzena, join the celebration.
There’ll be people there from every nation.
Dawn will find us laughing in the sunlight,
They’ll be dancing there.
46.
I LIVEY UPPY
I
livey uppy, tenna-menny housey.
I
livey onny thirty-first floor.
I
do a washy, very biggy washy,
Ruffles on the petticoats, ten cents more.
I
like a chow-chow, better than a bow-wow.
I
like a little girl, she like-a me.
Way
down in Hong Kong, big-a man he come along,
Take away the little girl from poor Chinee.
47.
PRUNIE
No
matter how young a prune may be,
He’s always getting wrinkles.
A
baby prune is like his dad,
But
he’s not wrinkled half so bad.
Now
we have wrinkles on our face,
But
Prunie has them every place.
No
matter how young a prune may be,
He’s always getting stewed.
(Spoken)
Little seed inside the pruin,
Is
it night or is it nuin?
What’s in there? Whatcha doin?
Little seed inside the pruin?
No
matter how young a prune may be,
He’s always getting stewed.
48.
POLLY WOLLY DOODLE
Oh,
I went down South for to see my Sal,
Singing polly wolly doodle all the day,
My
Sal she is a spunky gal,
Singing polly wolly doodle all the day.
Fair thee well, fair thee well,
Fair thee well my fairy Fay,
For
I’m going to Louisiana
For
to see my Susiana,
Singing polly wolly doodle all the day.
Oh,
a grasshopper sittin’ on a railroad track,
Singing polly wolly doodle all the day.
A
pickin’ his teeth with a carpet tack,
Singing polly wolly doodle all the day.
Oh,
I went to bed, but it was no use.
Singing polly wolly doodle all the day.
My
feet stuck out for a chicken roost
Singing polly wolly doodle all the day.
Behind the barn, down on my knees,
Singing polly wolly doodle all the day.
I
thought I heard that chicken sneeze,
Singing polly wolly doodle all the day.
He
sneezed so hard with the whooping cough,
Singing polly wolly doodle all the day.
He
sneezed his head an’ tail right off,
Singing polly wolly doodle all the day.
49.
ZIPPITY DO DA
Zippity do da, zippity ay,
My,
oh my, what a wonderful day!
Plenty of sunshine heading my way.
Wonderful feeling, wonderful day.
Mr.
Bluebird on my shoulder,
It’s the truth, it’s actual!
Every thing is satisfactual.
Zippity do da, zippity ay,
Wonderful feeling, wonderful day!
50.
JOHN JACOB JINGLEHEIMER SCHMIDT
John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt,
His
name is my name too.
Whenever we go out,
The
people always shout,
John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt,
Tra
la, la la, la, la, la.
51.
LOLLYPOP
L-O
double-L, Y, P-O-P spells
Lollypop, lollypop,
That’s the only decent kind of candy, candy.
The
man who made it must have been a dandy, dandy.
L-O
double-L, Y, P-O-P you see.
Every lick upon the stick,
Guaranteed to make you sick.
That’s lollypop, for me.
C-A-S-T-O-R O-I-L spells
Castor oil, castor oil.
That’s the only decent kind of medicine, medicine
The
man who made it must have been an Edison, Edison.
C-A-S-T-O-R O-I-L you see,
Every lick upon the spoon,
Guaranteed to make you swoon,
That’s castor oil for you, not me!
52.
BRASS RINGS
I
want to catch brass rings on the
Merry-go round, merry-go-round, that’s me.
While the others play croquet, embroidery or crochet,
I
like to dissipate in my own way.
I
like the hobby horse on the merry-go-round
The
one that goes up and down.
And
then your sweetie in the rear,
Says you ride like Paul Revere,
On
the merry, the merry-go-round.
53.
I KNOW A CAMP
(Tune: Hernando’s Hideaway)
I
know a camp deep in the hills,
With trees and brooks and whippoorwills.
Where moonlight beams on night so chill,
A
camp where happy children play.
Ole!
Of
all the camps it is the place,
Where always glows a friendly face.
Where hearts join hands in one embrace,
I’ll love Heart O’ the Hills always.
Ole!
There music flows in melody
That lingers in my memory.
Long as I live, I’ll always be
So
true, Heart O’ the Hills to you.
Ole!
54.
BARGES
Out
of my window, looking in the night,
I
can see the barges’ flickering light.
Silently flows the river to the sea
And
the barges do go silently.
Barges, I would like to go with you
I
would like to sail the ocean blue.
Barges, have you treasures in your hold?
Do
you fight the pirates brave and bold?
Out
of my window, looking in the night,
I
can see the barges’ flickering light.
Starboard shines green and port is shining red
As
the barges signal far ahead.
55.
HORSES
(Tune: Auld Lang Syne)
The
horses have two legs behind,
And
two we find before.
We
stand behind before we find
What the two behind be for.
When we’re behind the two behind,
We
find what these be for;
So
stand before the two behind
And
behind the two before.
56.
PALS
Pals, dear old pals, we’ll always be.
Sharing together friendships that never, ever, ever,
sever.
Faithful and true, we’ll be to you.
Forevermore, we’ll be just pals, dear old pals.
I
wanna be a friend of yours.
Um,
and a little bit more,
I
wanna be a pal of yours,
Um,
and a little bit more.
I
wanna be that little light,
Shining ’round your door.
I
wanna help you all I can.
Um,
and a little bit,
Um,
and a little bit,
Um,
and a little bit more.
I
wanna be your buddy, buddy,
Though the road be smooth or rutty.
I
wanna be a pal of yours,
Um,
and a little bit,
Um,
and a little bit,
Um,
and a little bit more.
Somebody’s been here before,
Giving you lots of love.
T’was no inspiration
Sent from Heaven above.
That kiss you gave me,
Sure was a winner,
But
it was no beginner,
’Cause somebody’s been here before.
I
wonder who?
57.
CLEMENTINE
In
a cavern, in a canyon,
Excavating for a mine,
Dwelt a miner, a ’49er,
And
his daughter, Clementine.
Oh,
my darling, Oh my darling,
Oh,
my darling, Clementine,
You
are lost and gone forever,
Dreadful sorry, Clementine.
Drove she ducklings to the water,
Every morning just at nine,
Hit
her foot against a splinter,
Fell into the foaming brine.
Ruby lips above the water,
Blowing bubbles soft and fine,
But
alas, I was no swimmer,
So
I lost my Clementine.
58.
I’VE BEEN WORKING ON THE RAILROAD
I’ve been working on the railroad,
All
the livelong day,
I’ve been working on the railroad,
Just to pass the time away.
Can’t you hear the whistle blowing,
Rise up so early in the morn.
Can’t you hear the captain shouting,
“Dinah, Blow your horn”?
Dinah, won’t you blow,
Dinah, won’t you blow,
Dinah, won’t you blow your horn?
Dinah, won’t you blow,
Dinah, won’t you blow,
Dinah, won’t you blow your horn?
Someone’s in the kitchen with Dinah,
Someone’s in the kitchen, I know,
Someone’s in the kitchen with Dinah,
Strummin’ on the old banjo.
Singing, Fe-fi-fiddley-i-o
Fe-fi-fiddley-i-o,
Fe-fi-fiddley-i-o
Strummin’ on the old banjo.
59.
COWBOY’S LULLABY
Desert silvery blue beneath the pale moonlight,
Coyotes yappin’ lazy on the hill.
Sleepy winks of light along the far skyline,
Time for millin’ cattle to be still.
So,
now, the lightnin’s far away.
The
coyote’s nothin’ skeery,
Just singin’ to his dearie,
Yo-ho,
tammalla-holiday,
So
settle down you cattle till the morning.
Nothin’s out there on the plains
That you folks need.
Nothin’ out there seems to take your eye.
Still you gotta watch them
Or
they’ll all stampede,
Plunging down some arroyo bank to die.
So,
now, the lightnin’s far away.
The
coyote’s nothin’ skeery,
Just singin’ to his dearie,
Yo-ho,
tammalla-holiday,
So
settle down you cattle till the morning.
60.
HOME ON THE RANGE
Oh
give me a home,
Where the buffalo roam,
Where the deer and the antelope play;
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And
the skies are not cloudy all day.
Home, home on the range,
Where the deer and the antelope play
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And
the skies are not cloudy all day.
How
often at night
When the heavens are bright,
With the light from the glittering stars,
Have I stood there amazed and asked as I gazed
If
their glory exceeds that of ours.
Oh,
give me a land,
Where the bright diamond sand
Flows leisurely down to the streams;
Where the graceful white swan goes gliding along
Like a maid in a heavenly dream.
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