 
JUBILEE 2:29
CHORUS:
Jubilee, wasn’t it a Jubilee!
Jubilee, wasn’t it a Jubilee!
We were singing out together —
shouting revelries.
Jubilee, wasn’t it a Jubilee!
We were dancing by the river, dancing
by the sea,
Bouncing all the babies, up and down
upon our knees,
Laughing out happy, crying out free;
Jubilee, wasn’t it a Jubilee!
(CHORUS)
We were banging on the banjos, picking
on guitars,
Blowing out the bass notes, on the crockery jars,
Sliding on the washboards, banging spoons
upon our knees;
Jubilee, wasn’t it a Jubilee!
(CHORUS)
We came from the valleys, we came
from the towns,
We came to see the paddlewheel and
the show boat clowns,
We came from the farmlands, we came
from the sea;
Jubilee, wasn’t it a Jubilee!
(CHORUS)
Jubilee, wasn’t it a Jubilee!
Bill Staines
Words and music © 1979 Mineral River Music
FRÈRE JACQUES 1:31
Are you sleeping, Are you sleeping,
Brother John, Brother John?
Morning bells are ringing, Morning bells
are ringing;
Ding Ding Dong, Ding Ding Dong.
Frère Jacques, Frère Jacques,
Dormez vous? Dormez vous?
Sonnez le matines, Sonnez le matines;
Din Din Don, Din Din Don.
Martinelo, Martinelo,
¿Duermes tù? ¿Duermes tù?
Tocan las campañas, Tocan las campañas;
Din Don Din , Din Don Din.
Minna de minna de, ohayô ohayô,
Tanoshiku kyô mo, Tanoshiku kyô mo;
La La La, La La La.
Traditional. Adapted by Nancy Cassidy © 1990.
Additional lyrics: Nancy Cassidy
KNEES UP MOTHER BROWN 1:21
There came a girl from France,
Who didn’t know how to dance.
The only thing that she could do,
Was knees up Mother Brown.
CHORUS:
Oh, knees up Mother Brown,
Knees up Mother Brown,
Knees up, knees up, never let the breeze up;
Knees up Mother Brown.
Oh, hopping on one foot,
Hopping on one foot,
Hopping, hopping, never stopping;
Hopping on one foot.
(CHORUS)
Oh, prancing up and down,
Prancing up and down,
Prancing, prancing, never dancing;
Prancing up and down.
And whirling round and round,
Whirling round and round,
Whirling, whirling, never twirling;
Whirling round and round.
(CHORUS twice)
Traditional. Adapted by Nancy Cassidy © 1990.
Additional lyrics: Nancy Cassidy
DO YOUR EARS HANG LOW? 0:56
Do your ears hang low? Do they wobble to and fro?
Can you tie them in a knot? Can you tie them in a bow?
Can you throw them o’er your shoulder like a Continental Soldier?
Do your ears hang low?
Repeat each successive verse up 1/2 step & faster.
Does your tongue hang down? Does it flop all around?
Can you tie it in a knot? Can you tie it in a bow?
Can you throw it o’er your shoulder like a Continental Soldier?
Does your tongue hang down?
Does your nose hang low? Does it wiggle to and fro?
Can you tie it in a knot? Can you tie it in a bow?
Can you throw it o’er your shoulder like a Continental Soldier?
Does your nose hang low?
Do your eyes pop out? Do they bounce all about?
Can you tie ’em in a knot? Can you tie ’em in a bow?
Can you throw ’em o’er your shoulder like a Continental Soldier?
Do your eyes pop out?
Traditional. Adapted by Nancy Cassidy © 1990.
Additional lyrics: Nancy Cassidy
THE SUN IS SHINING 1:46
The sun is shining,
Shining for a bright, clear morning,
Shining for the glowing children;
Shining, shining, shining,
Shining for us all.
The rain is falling,
Falling for the grass and flowers,
Falling for the streams and rivers;
Falling, falling, falling,
Falling for us all.
The world is turning,
Turning toward the singing daylight,
Turning toward the gentleness of night;
Turning, turning, turning,
Turning for us all,
Turning for us all.
Words and music by Nancy Cassidy © 1990.
WILD MOUNTAIN THYME 2:36
O the summertime is coming,
And the trees are sweetly blooming,
And the wild mountain thyme blooms around the purple heather;
Will you go, laddie, go.
CHORUS:
And we’ll all go together,
To pull wild mountain thyme,
All around the purple heather;
Will you go, laddie, go.
If my good friend will not go,
I will surely find another,
To pull wild mountain thyme,
All around the purple heather;
Will you go, laddie, go.
(CHORUS)
I will build my friend a bower,
By yon clear and crystal fountain,
And in it I will pile,
All the flowers from the mountain;
Will you go, laddie, go.
(CHORUS twice)
Traditional. Adapted by Nancy Cassidy © 1990.
Additional lyrics: Nancy Cassidy
CHICKEN 1:55
Chicken, chicken,
You can’t cluck too much for me.
Chicken, chicken,
Now come down off of that tree.
Chicken, chicken, chicken,
You can’t cluck too much for me.
“C” is for the little chick.
“H” is for the momma hen.
“I” ‘cause I love that bird.
“C” for the cluck, cluck, cluck.
“K” for Kackle, Kackle, Kackle.
“E” and the little “N.”
C-H-I-C-K-E-N that’s the way to spell chicken.
C-H-I-C-K-E-N that’s my friend the chicken.
(Repeat both verses.)
Traditional. Adapted by Nancy Cassidy © 1990.
Additional lyrics: Nancy Cassidy
TIE ME KANGAROO DOWN, SPORT 1:43
Watch me wallaby’s feed, mate,
Watch me wallaby’s feed.
They’re a dangerous breed, mate,
So watch me wallaby’s feed.
CHORUS:
Altogether now,
Tie me kangaroo down, sport,
Tie me kangaroo down.
Tie me kangaroo down, sport,
Tie me kangaroo down.
Keep me cockatoo cool, Curl,
Keep me cockatoo cool.
Don’t go acting the fool, Curl,
Just keep me cockatoo cool.
(CHORUS)
Take me Koala back, Jack,
Take me Koala back.
He lives somewhere out on the track, Mac.
So take me Koala back.
(CHORUS)
Mind me platypus duck, Bill,
Mind me platypus duck.
Don’t let him go running amuck, Bill,
Just mind me platypus duck.
(CHORUS)
Rolf Harris
THE MTA SONG 2:34
Now let me tell you of a story ’bout a man named Charlie.
On this tragic and fateful day,
He put 10¢ in his pocket, kissed his wife and family,
Went to ride on the MTA.
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.
Charlie handed in his dime at the Kendall Square Station,
And he changed for Jamaica Plain.
When he got there the conductor told him,
“One more nickel.”
Charlie couldn’t get off of that train.
(CHORUS)
Now all night long Charlie rides through the tunnel,
Saying “What will become of me?
How can I afford to see my sister in Chelsea,
Or my cousin in Roxbury?”
(CHORUS)
Charlie’s wife goes down to the Scolley Square Station,
Every day at quarter past two,
And through the open window she hands Charlie a sandwich,
As the train comes rumbling through.
(CHORUS)
Jacqueline Steiner & Bess Hawes
Words and music © 1956 1984, Atlantic Music Corp.
Used by permission.
RIDDLE SONG 2:13
I gave my love a cherry that had no stone;
I gave my love a chicken that had no bone;
I told my love a story that had no end;
I gave my love a baby with no crying.
How can there be a cherry that has no stone?
How can there be a chicken that has no bone?
How can there be a story that has no end?
How can there be a baby with no crying?
A cherry when it’s blooming, it has no stone;
A chicken when it’s piping, it has no bone;
The story that I love you, it has no end;
A baby when it’s sleeping, it’s no crying.
Traditional. Adapted by Nancy Cassidy © 1990.
EVERYBODY KNOWS I LOVE MY TOES 1:30
CHORUS:
Everybody knows I love my toes.
Everybody knows I love my toes.
I love my nails, my knees,
My neck and my nose,
But everybody knows I love my toes!
Everybody knows I love my eyes.
Everybody knows I love my thighs.
I love my legs, my lips,
My neck and my nose,
But everybody knows I love my toes!
Everybody knows I love my feet.
Everybody knows I love my seat.
I love my skin, my chin,
My knees and my nose,
But everybody knows I love my toes!
(CHORUS)
Barbara Allyn
Adapted by Nancy Cassidy © 1990.
Additional lyrics: Nancy & John Cassidy
THIS LAND IS YOUR LAND 2:22
CHORUS:
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 was 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.
(CHORUS)
I’ve roamed and ramble 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.
(CHORUS)
When the sun came shining and I was strolling,
And the wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling,
As the fog was lifting a voice was chanting,
This land was made for you and me.
(CHORUS)
Woody Guthrie
TRO © copyright 1956 (renewed), 1958 (renewed), and 1970
Ludlow Music Inc., N.Y.C., N.Y. Used by permission.
SWING LOW, SWEET CHARIOT 2:43
CHORUS:
Swing low, sweet chariot,
Coming for to carry me home,
Swing low, sweet chariot,
Coming for to carry me home.
I looked over Jordan and what did I see,
Coming for to carry me home,
A band of angels coming after me,
Coming for to carry me home.
(CHORUS)
If you get there before I do,
Coming for to carry me home,
Tell all my friends I’m coming too,
Coming for to carry me home.
(CHORUS)
Sometime I’m up and sometimes I’m down,
Coming for to carry me home,
But still my soul feels heavenly bound,
Coming for to carry me home.
(CHORUS twice)
Traditional. Adapted by
Nancy Cassidy © 1990.
JAMBALAYA 2:21
Good-bye, Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh,
Me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou.
My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh,
Son of a gun, we’ll have big fun on the bayou.
CHORUS:
Jambalaya, crawfish pie, fillet gumbo,
‘Cause tonight I’m gonna see my cher a-mi-o.
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar, and be gay-o,
Son of a gun we’ll have big fun on the bayou.
Thi-bo-do, Fon-tain-o, the place is buzzing.
Kin-folk come to see Yvonne by the dozen.
Dress in style, go hog wild, me oh my oh,
Son of a gun, gonna have big fun on the bayou.
(CHORUS)
Settle down, far from town, me oh my oh,
And I’ll catch all the big fish in the bayou.
Swap my mon’ to buy Yvonne what she need-o
Son of a gun, we’ll have big fun on the bayou.
(CHORUS)
Son of a gun, we’ll have big fun on the bayou.
Hank Williams
Words and music © 1952, Acuff Opryland Music, Inc.
Used by permission.
SQUIRMING WORMS 2:02
CHORUS:
There are lots of worms under the ground,
Lots of worms wiggling around.
I know they’re way down there digging around,
Way under, way under the ground.
If you hear a sound from under a mound,
A funny sound way down in the ground,
You know it’s squirmy worms just squirming around,
Way under, way under the ground.
(CHORUS)
So dig a hole into the ground,
Reach down there and feel around.
You’ll find great big worms, by the pound,
Way under, way under the ground.
Then pull them up and show them around.
Go get Dad from way downtown.
You know he hates those worms from under the ground,
Way under, way under the ground.
(CHORUS)
Traditional. Adapted by Nancy Cassidy © 1990.
Additional lyrics: Nancy & John Cassidy
I KNOW WHERE I’M GOING 2:23
I know where I’m going;
I know who’s going with me;
I know who I love,
And my dear knows who I’ll marry.
I have stockings of silk,
And shoes of bright green leather;
Combs to buckle my hair,
And a ring for every finger.
Feather beds are soft,
And painted rooms are bonnie,
But I would give them all,
For my handsome winsome Johnny.
Some say he is poor.
But I say he’s bonnie,
Fairest of them all,
Is my handsome winsome Johnny.
I’m know where I’m going;
I know who’s going with me;
I know who I love,
And my dear knows who I’ll marry.
Traditional. Adapted by Nancy Cassidy © 1990.
I WANNA BE A DOG 1:53
Oh I wanna be a dog,
I wanna wag my tail.
Chase cars, knock over garbage cans,
Bite the lady that brings me the mail.
Oh I wanna be a dog,
I wanna dig big holes.
I wanna chase French poodles and basset hounds,
And look for telephone poles.
CHORUS:
Oh I wanna have dog breath.
I wanna learn to growl,
Scratch fleas and ticks, and run after sticks.
The moon’s gonna make me howl.
Oh I wanna be a dog.
I wanna big wet nose.
I wanna run on the street, get mud on my feet,
And put them all over your clothes.
(CHORUS)
Oh I wanna be a dog.
I wanna lie around.
Being human these days is getting a little crazy.
I just want to be a hound.
Being human these days is getting a little crazy.
I just want to be a hound.
Barry Polisar
Words and music © 1979 Barry Louis Polisar.
Rainbow Morning Music. Used by permission.
GOING TO THE ZOO 3:23
Daddy’s taking us to the zoo tomorrow, the zoo tomorrow, the zoo tomorrow;
Daddy’s taking us to the zoo tomorrow, and we can stay all day.
CHORUS:
We’re going to the zoo, zoo, zoo;
How about you, you, you?
You can come too, too, too.
We’re going to the zoo, zoo, zoo.
See the elephant with the long trunk swinging,
Great big ears and long trunk swinging,
Snuffing up the peanuts with a long trunk swinging;
And we can stay all day.
(CHORUS)
See all the monkeys they’re a scritch scritch scratchin’,
Jumping around and a scritch scritch scratchin’,
Hangin’ by their long tails scritch scritch scratchin’;
And we can stay all day.
(CHORUS)
There’s a big black bear he’s a huff huff huffin’,
Coat’s too heavy he’s a huff huff huffin’,
Don’t get too near the huff huff huffin’;
Or you won’t stay all day.
(CHORUS)
Well the seals in the pool all honk honk honkin’,
They’re catchin’ the fish and honk honk honkin’,
The little tiny seals all honk honk honkin’;
And we can stay all day.
(CHORUS)
Well we’ve stayed all day and I’m gettin’ sleepy,
Sittin’ in the car gettin’ sleep, sleep, sleepy,
Home already and I’m sleep sleep sleepy;
‘Cause we have stayed all day.
(CHORUS)
We’ve been to the zoo, zoo, zoo;
So have you, you, you.
You came too, too, too,
We’ve been to the zoo, zoo, zoo.
Mama’s taking us to the zoo tomorrow,
zoo tomorrow, zoo tomorrow;
Mama’s taking us to the zoo tomorrow,
and we can stay all day!
(CHORUS twice)
Tom Paxton
© 1961, renewed 1989, Cherry Lane Music Co.
Used by permission.
I’M LUCKY THERE’S A SUN 1:42
CHORUS:
I’m lucky there’s a sun.
I’m lucky there are stars.
I’m lucky there’s a moon and a sky.
And when I go to bed,
Lay down my sleepy head,
I’m lucky there’s you and I.
I’m glad the rains fall,
The winds blow,
The oceans roll and roll.
I’m glad the flowers bloom.
The birds sing,
While the earth spins round and round.
(CHORUS)
I’m glad the children play,
The rivers flow,
And people love and grow.
I’m glad the mountains rise,
To touch the skies,
While the night turns toward the light.
(CHORUS)
I’m lucky there’s you and I.
Words and music by Nancy Cassidy © 1990.
PEACE LIKE A RIVER 2:31
I’ve got peace like a river,
I’ve got peace like a river,
Peace like a river in my soul,
And it flows like a river,
And it flows like a river,
Flows like a river in my soul.
I’ve got joy like a fountain,
I’ve got joy like a fountain,
Joy like a fountain in my soul,
And it flows like a fountain,
And it flows like a fountain,
Flows like a fountain in my soul.
I’ve got love like an ocean,
I’ve got love like an ocean,
Love like an ocean in my soul,
And it flows like an ocean,
And it flows like an ocean,
Flows like an ocean in my soul.
(Repeat first verse.)
Marvin V. Frey
Words and music © 1974 Marvin V. Frey.
Music adapted by Nancy Cassidy © 1990.
RUBBER DUCKY 2:08
Rubber Ducky you’re the one
You make bathtime lots of fun
Rubber Ducky I’m awfully fond of you:
Shoo Be Doo Be Doo Be
Rubber Ducky joy of joys
When I squeeze you, you make noise
Rubber Ducky you’re my very best friend it’s true:
Shoo Be Doo Be Doo Be
CHORUS:
Every day when I make my way to the tubby
I find a little fellow who’s cute and yellow and huggy
Rub a Dub Dubby
Rubber Ducky you’re so fine
And I’m lucky that you’re mine
Rubber Ducky I’m awfully fond of you:
Shoo Be Doo Be Doo Be
(CHORUS)
Rubber Ducky, you’re so fine
And I’m lucky that you’re mine
Rubber Ducky I’m awfully fond of you:
Shoo Be Doo Be Doo Be
Rubber Ducky I’m awfully fond of you
Awfully fond of you
Awfully fond of you
Awfully fond of you
Jeffrey Moss
Words and music
© 1970 Festival Music
WHEN THE SAINTS GO MARCHING IN 1:53
CHORUS:
Oh when the saints go marching in
Oh when the saints go marching in
Oh I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in.
When the sun begins to shine
When the sun begins to shine
Oh I want to be in that number
When the sun begins to shine.
When the trumpet sounds its call
When the trumpet sounds its call
Oh I want to be in that number
When the trumpet sounds its call.
When we raise our voice in song
When we raise our voice in song
Oh I want to be in that number
When we raise our voice in song.
(CHORUS)
Emma Cotton
Adapted by Nancy Cassidy © 1990.
Additional lyrics: Nancy Cassidy
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