 
YOU GOTTA SING
You gotta sing when your spirit says sing,
You gotta sing when your spirit says sing,
When your spirit says sing,
you gotta sing right along,
You gotta sing when your spirit says sing.
You gotta shout when your spirit says shout,
You gotta shout when your spirit says shout,
When your spirit says shout,
you gotta shout right out loud,
You gotta shout when your spirit says shout.
You gotta wiggle when your spirit says wiggle,
You gotta wiggle when your spirit says wiggle,
When your spirit says wiggle,
you gotta wiggle like a worm,
You gotta wiggle when your spirit says wiggle.
You gotta shake when your spirit says shake,
You gotta shake when your spirit says shake,
When your spirit says shake,
you gotta shake like a snake,
You gotta shake when your spirit says shake.
You gotta dance when your spirit says dance,
You gotta dance when your spirit says dance,
When your spirit says dance,
you gotta dance right along,
You gotta dance when your spirit says dance.
(Let’s dance!)
You gotta sing when your spirit says sing,
You gotta sing when your spirit says sing,
When your spirit says sing,
you gotta sing right along,
You gotta sing when your spirit says sing,
You gotta sing when your spirit says sing.
You gotta stop when your spirit says stop.
Traditional. Adapted by Nancy Cassidy © 1986.
WABASH CANNONBALL
Whoo! Whoo!
From the wide Pacific Ocean
to the broad Atlantic shore,
She climbs the flowery mountains
over hills and by the shore,
Although she’s tall and handsome,
she’s known quite well by all,
She’s a regular combination,
the Wabash Cannonball.
CHORUS:
Oh, listen to the jingle,
to the rumble and the roar,
As she flies along the woodlands,
over hills and by the shore,
Hear the mighty rush of the engine,
hear the merry hobo’s squall,
As she rumbles through the jungles,
the Wabash Cannonball.
Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!
Now the eastern states are dandy
so the western people say,
From New York to St. Louis,
Chicago, by the way,
Through the hills of Minnesota
where the rippling waters fall,
No chances to be taken
on the Wabash Cannonball.
(CHORUS)
Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!
Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!
Traditional. Adapted by Nancy Cassidy © 1986.
DAY-O 2:37
CHORUS:
Day-o, me say day-o,
Daylight come and me wanna go home,
Day-o, me say day-o,
Daylight come and me wanna go home.
Work all night ‘til the mornin’ come,
Daylight come and me wanna go home,
Stack banana ‘til the mornin’ come,
Daylight come and me wanna go home.
Come mister tallyman, tally me banana,
Daylight come and me wanna go home,
Come mister tallyman, tally me banana,
Daylight come and me wanna go home.
(CHORUS)
A beautiful bunch o’ ripe banana,
Daylight come and me wanna go home,
Lift six hand, seven hand, eight hand bunch,
Daylight come and me wanna go home.
Come mister tallyman, tally me banana,
Daylight come and me wanna go home,
Come mister tallyman, tally me banana,
Daylight come and me wanna go home.
(CHORUS)
Day-o, me say day-o,
Daylight come and me wanna go home.
Traditional. Adapted by Nancy Cassidy © 1986.
TING-A-LAY-O 1:49
CHORUS:
Ting-a-lay-o, run my little donkey, run,
Ting-a-lay-o, run my little donkey, run.
My donkey hee, my donkey haw,
My donkey sleep in a bed of straw,
My donkey short, my donkey wide,
Don’t get too close to his back side.
(CHORUS)
My donkey walk, my donkey talk,
My donkey eats with a knife and fork,
My donkey eat, my donkey sleep,
My donkey kicks with his two hind feet.
(CHORUS)
My donkey laugh, my donkey cry,
My donkey love peanut butter pie,
My donkey laugh, my donkey cry,
My donkey love peanut butter pie.
(CHORUS twice)
Traditional. Adapted by Nancy Cassidy © 1986.
MISTER SUN 1:39
Oh, Mister Sun, Sun, Mister Golden Sun,
Please shine down on me.
Oh, Mister Sun, Sun, Mister Golden Sun,
Hiding behind a tree.
These little children are asking you,
To please come out so we can play with you.
Oh, Mister Sun, Sun, Mister Golden Sun,
Please shine down on me.
Oh, Mister Moon, Moon, bright and silvery moon,
Please shine down on me.
Oh, Mister Moon, Moon, bright and silvery moon,
Come from behind that tree.
I like to ramble, and I like to roam,
But I like to find myself at home.
When the moon, moon, bright and silvery moon,
Comes shining down on me.
These little children are asking you,
To please come out so we can play with you.
Oh, Mister Sun, Sun, Mister Golden Sun,
Please shine down on, won’t you shine down on,
Please shine down on me.
Traditional. Adapted by Nancy Cassidy © 1986.
FATHER’S OLD GREY WHISKERS 1:59
I have a dear old daddy,
For whom I nightly pray,
He has a set of whiskers,
They’re always in the way.
CHORUS:
They’re always in the way,
The cows eat them for hay,
They hide the dirt on Daddy’s shirt,
They’re always in the way.
Around the supper table,
We make a happy group,
Until dear Father’s whiskers,
Get tangled in the soup.
(CHORUS)
Father had a strong back,
But now it’s all caved in,
He stepped upon his whiskers,
And walked up to his chin.
(CHORUS)
We have a dear old mother,
With him at night she sleeps,
She wakes up in the morning,
Eating shredded wheat.
(CHORUS twice)
Traditional. Adapted by Nancy Cassidy © 1986.
BABY BELUGA 2:20
Baby Beluga in the deep blue sea,
Swim so wild and you swim so free.
Heaven above, and the sea below,
And a little white whale on the go.
Baby Beluga, Baby Beluga,
Is the water warm?
Is your mama home,
With you, so happy?
Way down yonder where the dolphins play,
Where you dive and splash all day.
Waves roll in and the waves roll out,
See the water squirtin’ out of your spout.
Baby Beluga, Baby Beluga,
Sing your little song,
Sing for all your friends,
We like to hear you.
When it’s dark, and you’re home and fed,
Curl up snug in your water bed.
Moon is shining and the stars are out,
Good night, little whale, good night.
Baby Beluga, Baby Beluga,
With tomorrow’s sun,
another day’s begun,
You’ll soon be waking.
Baby Beluga in the deep blue sea,
Swim so wild and swim so free.
Heaven above, and the sea below,
And a little white whale on the go.
You’re just a little white whale on the go.
Words by Raffi, D. Pike. Music by Raffi. © 1980 Homeland Publishing (SOCAN), a division of Troubadour Music, Inc. All rights reserved.
Used by permission.
WILLOUGHBY WALLABY WOO 3:03
Willoughby wallaby woo,
An elephant sat on you!
Willoughby wallaby wee,
An elephant sat on me!
Willoughby wallaby webecca,
An elephant sat on Rebecca!
Willoughby wallaby warlie,
An elephant sat on Charlie!
Willoughby wallaby wam,
An elephant sat on Sam!
Willoughby wallaby wusan,
An elephant sat on Susan!
I hope that you sing along, sing along,
along with me.
Based on a poem by Dennis Lee © 1974 by Dennis Lee From “Alligator Pie” with permission of the MacMillan Company of Canada Limited. Music by Larry Miyata. Adapted lyrics by Raffi © 1976 Homeland Publishing (CAPAC)
KUMBAYA 2:56
Kum-ba-ya, my Lord, kum-ba-ya,
Kum-ba-ya, my Lord, kum-ba-ya,
Kum-ba-ya, my Lord, kum-ba-ya,
Oh Lord, kum-ba-ya.
Someone’s singing Lord, kum-ba-ya,
Someone’s singing Lord, kum-ba-ya,
Someone’s singing Lord, kum-ba-ya,
Oh Lord, kum-ba-ya.
Someone’s crying Lord, kum-ba-ya,
Someone’s crying Lord, kum-ba-ya,
Someone’s crying Lord, kum-ba-ya,
Oh Lord, kum-ba-ya.
Someone’s dancing Lord, kum-ba-ya,
Someone’s dancing Lord, kum-ba-ya,
Someone’s dancing Lord, kum-ba-ya,
Oh Lord, kum-ba-ya.
Come by here, my Lord, kum-ba-ya,
Come by here, my Lord, kum-ba-ya,
Come by here, my Lord, kum-ba-ya,
Oh Lord, kum-ba-ya.
Traditional. Adapted by Nancy Cassidy © 1986.
SHAKE MY SILLIES OUT 1:55
I’m gonna shake, shake, shake my sillies out,
Shake, shake, shake my sillies out,
Shake, shake, shake my sillies out,
And wiggle my waggles away.
I’m gonna clap, clap, clap, my crazies out,
Clap, clap, clap my crazies out,
Clap, clap, clap my crazies out,
And wiggle my waggles away.
I’m gonna jump, jump, jump my jiggles out,
Jump, jump, jump my jiggles out,
Jump, jump, jump my jiggles out,
And wiggle my waggles away.
I’m gonna yawn, yawn, yawn my sleepies out,
Yawn, yawn, yawn my sleepies out,
Yawn, yawn, yawn my sleepies out,
And wiggle my waggles away.
I’m gonna stretch, stretch, stretch
my stretchies out,
Stretch, stretch, stretch my stretchies out,
Stretch, stretch, stretch my stretchies out,
And wiggle my waggles away.
I’m gonna shake, shake, shake
my sillies out,
Shake, shake, shake my sillies out,
Shake, shake, shake my sillies out,
And wiggle my waggles away.
And wiggle my waggles away.
Words by Raffi, B. & B. Simpson. Music by Raffi. © 1977
Homeland Publishing (SOCAN), a division of Troubadour Music, Inc.
All rights reserved. Used by permission.
BRUSH YOUR TEETH 1:26
When you wake up in the morning
and it’s quarter to one,
And you want to have a little fun…
CHORUS:
You brush your teeth, ch, ch, ch, ch, ch, ch, ch,
You brush your teeth, ch, ch, ch, ch, ch, ch, ch.
When you wake up in the morning
and it’s quarter to two,
And you don’t know what to do…
(CHORUS)
When you wake up in the morning
and it’s quarter to three,
You’ve got a great big smile for me…
(CHORUS)
When you wake up in the morning
and it’s quarter to four,
You hear a great big knock on the door…
CHORUS)
When you wake up in the morning
and it’s quarter to five,
You’re so happy to be alive…
(CHORUS three times)
Traditional. Adapted by Nancy Cassidy © 1986.
DOWN BY THE BAY 2:08
CHORUS:
Down by the bay,
Where the watermelons grow,
Back to my home, I dare not go,
For if I do, my mother will say…
Did you ever see a goose, kissing a moose,
Down by the bay?
(CHORUS)
Did you ever see a whale, with a polka dot tail,
Down by the bay?
(CHORUS)
Did you ever see a fly, wearing a tie,
Down by the bay?
(CHORUS)
Did you ever see a bear, combing his hair,
Down by the bay?
(CHORUS)
Did you ever see llamas, eating their pajamas,
Down by the bay?
(CHORUS)
Did you ever see an octopus,
dancing with a platypus,
Down by the bay?
(CHORUS)
Did you ever have a time, when you
couldn’t make a rhyme,
Down by the bay? Hey!
Traditional. Adapted by Nancy Cassidy © 1986.
JAMAICA FAREWELL 2:14
Down the way where the nights are gay,
And the sun shines brightly on the mountaintop,
I took a trip on a sailing ship,
And when I reached Jamaica I made a stop.
CHORUS:
But I’m sad to say, I’m on my way,
I won’t be back for many a day,
My heart is down, my head is turning around,
I miss all my friends in Kingston town.
Down at the market you can hear,
All the ladies cry out while on their
heads they bear,
Akie rice, salt fish are nice,
And the sun is fine any time of the year.
(CHORUS)
Sounds of laughter everywhere,
And the children sway to and fro,
I must declare that my heart is there,
Though I’ve been from Maine to Mexico.
(CHORUS twice)
Traditional. Adapted by Nancy Cassidy © 1986.
APPLES AND BANANAS 1:39
I like to eat, eat, eat,
Apples and bananas.
I like to eat, eat, eat,
Apples and bananas.
I like to ate, ate, ate,
Ape-puls and ba-nay-nays.
I like to ate, ate, ate,
Ape-puls and ba-nay-nays.
I like to eat, eat, eat,
Ee-puls and bee-nee-nees.
I like to eat, eat, eat,
Ee-puls and bee-nee-nees.
I like to ite, ite, ite,
I-puls and bi-ni-nis.
I like to ite, ite, ite,
I-puls and bi-ni-nis.
I like to oat, oat, oat,
O-puls and bo-no-nos.
I like to oat, oat, oat,
O-puls and bo-no-nos.
I like to oot, oot, oot,
Oo-puls and boo-noo-noos.
I like to oot, oot, oot,
Oo-puls and boo-noo-noos.
I like to eat, eat, eat,
Apples and bananas.
I like to eat, eat, eat,
Apples and bananas.
Traditional. Adapted by Nancy Cassidy © 1986.
CHICKEN LIPS AND LIZARD HIPS 2:06
CHORUS:
Oh, chicken lips and lizard hips and alligator eyes,
Monkey legs, and buzzard eggs and salamander thighs,
Rabbit ears and camel rears and tasty toenail pies,
Stir them all together, it’s Mama’s Soup Surprise.
Oh, when I was a little kid I never liked to eat,
Mama’d put things on my plate, I’d dump them
on her feet.
But then one day she made this soup, I ate it all in bed,
I asked her what she put in it, and this is what
she said:
(CHORUS)
I went into the bathroom and I stood beside the sink,
I said I’m feeling slightly ill, I think I’d like a drink.
Mama said “I’ve just the thing, I’ll get it in a wink,
It’s full of lots of protein, and vitamins, I think.”
(CHORUS, repeat last line twice)
Words and music by John and Nancy Cassidy © 1986
POLLY WOLLY DOODLE 1:11
Oh, I went down South for to see my gal,
Sing polly wolly doodle all the day,
My Sally is a spunky gal,
Sing polly wolly doodle all the day.
CHORUS:
Fare thee well, fare thee well,
Fare thee well, my fairy fay,
For I’m goin’ to Louisiana,
For to see my Suzyanna,
Sing polly wolly doodle all the day.
Oh, a grasshopper sittin’ on a railroad track,
Sing polly wolly doodle all the day,
A-pickin’ his teeth with a carpet tack,
Sing polly wolly doodle all the day.
(CHORUS)
Oh, I went to bed, but it wasn’t no use,
Sing polly wolly doodle all the day,
My feet stuck out like a chicken roost,
Sing polly wolly doodle all the day.
(CHORUS)
Traditional. Adapted by Nancy Cassidy © 1986.
THIS OLD MAN 2:21
This old man, he played one,
He played nick-nack on my thumb,
With a nick-nack-paddy-wack,
Give the dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.
This old man, he played two,
He played nick-nack on my shoe,
With a nick-nack-paddy-wack,
Give the dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.
This old man, he played three,
He played nick-nack on my knee,
With a nick-nack-paddy-wack,
Give the dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.
This old man, he played four,
He played nick-nack on my door,
With a nick-nack-paddy-wack,
Give the dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.
This old man, he played five,
He played nick-nack on my hive,
With a nick-nack-paddy-wack,
Give the dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.
This old man, he played six,
He played nick-nack on my sticks,
With a nick-nack-paddy-wack,
Give the dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.
This old man, he played seven,
He played nick-nack up in heaven,
With a nick-nack-paddy-wack,
Give the dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.
This old man, he played eight,
He played nick-nack on my gate,
With a nick-nack-paddy-wack,
Give the dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.
This old man, he played nine,
He played nick-nack on my spine,
With a nick-nack-paddy-wack,
Give the dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.
This old man, he played ten,
When we’re going home,
we can sing it again,
With a nick-nack-paddy-wack,
Give the dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.
Traditional. Adapted by Nancy Cassidy © 1986.
THE FOX 2:17
Oh, the fox went out on a chilly night,
Prayed for the moon to give him light,
He’d many a mile to go that night,
Before he reached the town-o, town-o, town-o.
He’d many a mile to go that night,
Before he reached the town-o.
He ran until he came to a great big bin,
The ducks and the geese were kept therein,
He said, “A couple of you are going to
grease my chin,
Before I leave this town-o, town-o, town-o.”
He said, “A couple of you are going to
grease my chin,
Before I leave this town-o.”
He grabbed the grey goose by the neck,
Slung the little one over his back,
He didn’t mind their “Quack! Quack! Quack!”
And the legs all dangling down-o, down-o down-o.
He didn’t mind their “Quack! Quack! Quack!”
And the legs all dangling down-o.
Old Mother pitter patter jumped out of bed,
Out of the window she cocked her head,
Crying, “John, John, the grey goose is gone,
And the fox is on the town-o, town-o, town-o.”
Crying, “John, John, the grey goose is gone,
and the fox is on the town-o.”
John he went to the top of the hill,
Blew his horn both loud and shrill,
The fox he said, “I better flee with my kill,
For he’ll soon be on my trail-o, trail-o, trail-o.”
The fox he said, “I better flee with my kill,
For he’ll soon be on my trail-o.”
He ran ‘til he came to his cozy den,
There were the little ones, eight, nine, ten,
They said, “Daddy, Daddy, you better
go back again,
For it must be a mighty fine town-o, town-o, town-o.”
They said, “Daddy, Daddy, you better go back again,
For it must be a mighty fine town-o.”
Then the fox and his wife without any strife,
Cut up the goose with a fork and a knife,
They never had such a supper in their lives,
And the little ones chewed on the bones-o, bones-o, bones-o.
They never had such a supper in their lives,
And the little ones chewed on the bones-o.
Traditional. Adapted by Nancy Cassidy © 1986.
TWINKLE, TWINKLE, LITTLE STAR 1:31
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are.
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
When I go to sleep at night,
Thanks for keeping me in sight,
Please keep watch upon the earth,
Keep us safe ‘til morning light.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are.
Traditional. Adapted by Nancy Cassidy © 1986.
PUFF (THE MAGIC DRAGON) 3:45
Puff, the magic dragon, lived by the sea,
And frolicked in the autumn
mist in a land call Hanalee,
Little Jackie Paper loved that rascal Puff,
And brought him strings and sealing wax
and other fancy stuff.
CHORUS:
Oh! Puff, the magic dragon, lived by the sea,
And frolicked in the autumn mist
in a land called Hanalee,
Puff, the magic dragon, lived by the sea,
And frolicked in the autumn mist
in a land called Hanalee.
Together they would travel on a boat
with billowed sail,
Jackie kept a lookout perched
on Puff’s gigantic tail,
Noble kings and princes would
bow when’er they came,
Pirate ships would low’r their flag when
Puff roared out his name.
(CHORUS)
A dragon lives forever but not so little boys,
Painted wings and giant rings make way
for other toys,
One grey night it happened, Jackie Paper
came no more,
And Puff that mighty dragon, he ceased
his fearless roar.
His head was bent in sorrow, green scales
fell like rain,
Puff no longer went to play along the cherry lane,
Without his lifelong friend, Puff could not be brave,
So Puff that mighty dragon sadly slipped
into his cave.
(CHORUS twice)
Words and music by Peter Yarrow and Leonard Lipton
© 1963 (Renewed) Silver Dawn Music and Hanalee Melodies.
All rights reserved. Used by permission.
MORNINGTOWN RIDE 2:02
Train whistle blowing, makes a sleepy noise,
Underneath their blankets, go all the
girls and boys,
Heading from the station, out along the bay,
All bound for Morningtown, many miles away.
Sarah’s at the engine, Tony rings the bell,
Johnny swings a lantern, to show that all is well,
Rocking, rolling, riding, out along the bay,
All bound for Morningtown, many miles away.
Maybe it is raining, where our train will ride,
But all the little travelers, are snug
and warm inside,
Somewhere there is sunshine,
somewhere there is day,
Somewhere there is Morningtown,
many miles away.
Words and music by Malvina Reynolds © 1957 Amadeo Music.
All rights reserved. Used by permission.
THIS LITTLE LIGHT OF MINE 3:00
This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine,
This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine,
This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine,
Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.
My brothers and my sisters, I’m gonna
help them shine,
My brothers and my sisters, I’m gonna
help them shine,
My brothers and my sisters, I’m gonna
help them shine,
Help ‘em shine, help ‘em shine, help ‘em shine.
This little love of ours, I’m gonna let it shine,
This little love of ours, I’m gonna let it shine,
This little love of ours, I’m gonna let it shine,
Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.
This big world of ours, I’m gonna help it shine,
This big world of ours, I’m gonna help it shine,
This big world of ours, I’m gonna help it shine,
Help it shine, help it shine, help it shine.
(Repeat first verse four times)
Traditional. Adapted by Nancy Cassidy © 1986.
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