 | Oh Where, Oh Where Has My Picayune Dog Gone? | The Wheels on the Bus | | Do Your Ears Hang Low? | Dry Basic | | The Wabash Cannonball | Brother, Come and Trip the light fantastic toe with Me | | Froggie Went A-Courtin' | Large Rock Processed Mountain | | Kookaburra | You lot Are My Sunshine | | Funiculi, Funicula | Old Town Tucker | | It's a Small Globe | Camping | | At that place'southward a Hole in My Saucepan | Cockles and Mussels | | I'chiliad a Piffling Teapot | Comin' Through the Rye | | Git Along, Little Dogies | Reuben and Rachel | | He's Got the Whole World in His Hands | Plant nursery Rhyme Medley | | Downward by the Station | Meet Me in St. Louis | | The Marvelous Toy | Go in and Out the Window | | Mickey Mouse March | | | 
 |  Oh where, oh where has my little canis familiaris gone? Oh where, oh where can he exist? With his ears cut brusk and his tail cutting long Oh where, oh where tin can he exist? Echo |
|  The wheels on the coach become �circular and �round �Circular and �circular, �round and �round The wheels on the bus go �round and �round All through the town The people on the bus get up and down Up and downwards, upward and downwards The people on the bus go up and down All through the town The horn on the bus goes toot, toot, toot Toot, toot, toot, toot, toot, toot The horn on the motorbus goes toot, toot, toot All through the town The money in the box goes ding, ding, ding Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding The money in the box goes ding, ding, ding All through the town The wiper on the drinking glass goes swish, swish, classy Swish, swish, swish, classy, swish, swish The wiper on the glass goes swish, swish, swish All through the town The doors on the bus go open and shut Open up and shut, open and shut The doors on the bus go open and shut All through the boondocks The driver on the motorcoach says, "Move on back Move on back, move on back The driver on the charabanc says, "Move on back" All through the town |
|  Do your ears hang low? Do they wobble to and fro? Tin you tie �em in a knot? Can you tie �em in a bow? Can you lot throw �em o�er your shoulder Like a continental soldier? Practise your ears hang low? Tin can your ears stand high? Tin they stand up in the sky? Tin can they stand up up if they�re wet? Can they stand if they�re dry out? Tin you lot wave them to your neighbor With a minimum of labor? Can your ears stand high? Repeat get-go poesy |
|  Ezekiel connected dem dry basic Ezekiel connected dem dry bones Ezekiel connected dem dry bones Oh, hear the discussion of the Lord The pes os�due south connected to the talocrural joint bone The ankle bone�s continued to the leg bone The leg bone�due south connected to the genu bone The knee os�due south continued to the thigh bone The thigh os�s connected to the hip bone The hip bone�due south connected to the back bone The back bone�south connected to the shoulder os The shoulder bone�s connected to the cervix bone The neck bone�south connected to the caput os Oh, hear the word of the Lord Dem bones, dem bones gonna walk effectually Dem bones, dem bones gonna walk around Dem basic, dem bones gonna walk effectually Oh, hear the word of the Lord The head os�south connected to the neck bone The neck os�s continued to the shoulder bone The shoulder os�s connected to the back bone The back bone�southward connected to the hip bone The hip bone�south connected to the thigh bone The thigh bone�s connected to the genu bone The knee bone�s connected to the leg bone The leg os�southward connected to the ankle bone The talocrural joint os�south connected to the foot bone Oh, hear the word of the Lord Oh, hear the word of the Lord |
|  From the keen Atlantic Body of water To the wide Pacific shore From the queen of flowing mountains To the southland past the shore She�due south a-mighty tall and handsome And known quite well by all She�south the mighty engine of The Wabash Cannonball Swell cities of importance We see along the way Chicago and St. Louis Rock Island, then they say Springfield and Decatur Peoria above all You lot tin reach your destination On the Wabash Missive This train, she runs to Quincy Monroe and Mexico She runs to Kansas City And she�s never running boring She runs right into Denver Where she makes an awful squall They all know by the whistle She�s the Wabash Cannonball There�s many other cities That you lot can get and run across St. Paul and Minneapolis Ashtabula, Kankakee The lakes of Minnehaha Where the laughing waters autumn You�ll accomplish them past no other But the Wabash Cannonball So, listen to the jingle The rumble and the roar As she glides along the woodland Through the hills and by the shore Hear the mighty rush of the engine Hear that lonesome hobo call You�re traveling through the jungles on The Wabash Cannonball You�re traveling through the jungles on The Wabash Missive |
|  Girls: Brother, come and dance with me Both my hands I give to thee Right foot starting time, left foot then Round about and back again Boys: I would dance, but don�t know how When to footstep and when to bow Show me what I ought to practise And and so I�ll come up and dance with you lot Both: Allow your feet go tap, tap, tap Let your hands go clap, handclapping, clap Right foot starting time, left pes and so Round near and back once more Allow your head go nick, nick, nick, Let your fingers click, click, click Right foot outset, left pes then Circular about and back over again |
|  Well, Froggie went a-courting, and he did ride, a-huh Froggie went a-courting, and he did ride A sword and a pistol past his side, a-huh, a-huh, a-huh Off he went in his opera hat, a-huh Off he went in his opera hat And on his fashion he met a rat, a-huh, a-huh, a-huh Well he rode on downwards to Miss Mousie�southward door, a-huh He rode on downwardly to Miss Mousie�s door Where he had been and so many times before, a-huh, a-huh, a-huh He took Miss Mousie on his genu, a-huh He took Miss Mousie on his knee joint And he asked her, "Miss Mousie, volition you ally me?" a-huh, a-huh, a-huh "Not without my uncle Rat�s consent," a-huh "Non without my uncle Rat�s consent I wouldn�t marry the President," a-huh, a-huh, a-huh And then, Uncle Rat gave his consent, a-huh Uncle Rat gave his consent And the Weasel, he wrote up the publishment, a-huh, a-huh, a-huh The Owl did hoot, and the birds they sang, a-huh The Owl did hoot, and the birds they sang All through the wood the music rang, a-huh, a-huh, a-huh "Well, what volition the nuptials breakfast exist?" a-huh "Tell me, what will the wedding breakfast be?" "Two dark-green beans and a black-eyed pea," a-huh, a-huh, a-huh "There�s bread and cheese upon the shelf," a-huh "There�s staff of life and cheese upon the shelf And if you want whatsoever more than, you can sing it yourself," a-huh, a-huh, a-huh A-huh, a-huh, a-huh |
|  On a summer solar day in the month of May A burly bum came hiking Down a shady lane through the carbohydrate pikestaff He was looking for his liking Equally he roamed along, he sang a song Of the land of milk and love Where a bum tin stay for many a day And he won�t demand whatever coin Chorus: Oh, the buzzin� of the bees in the cool shade trees Near the crystal water fountain At the lemonade springs Where the bluebird sings On the big stone processed mountain Oh, a farmer and his son, they were on the run To the hayfield they were bounding Said the bum to the son, "Why don�t you come To that big stone candy mountain?" So the very next twenty-four hours they hiked abroad The mileposts they kept counting Merely they never arrived at the lemonade tide On the big rock processed mountain |
|  Kookaburra sits on an old gum tree Merry, merry rex of the bush is he Laugh, Kookaburra, laugh, Kookaburra Gay your life must be Repeat |
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|  Some call up the world is made for fun and frolic And so do I, so exercise I Some think information technology well to be all melancholic To pine and sigh, to pine and sigh But I, I love to spend my time in singing Some joyous vocal, some joyous song To fix the air with music bravely ringing Is far from wrong; information technology�due south far from wrong Chorus: Listen, listen, music sounds afar Listen, listen, echoes audio afar Funiculi, funicula, funiculi, funicula Joy is everywhere Funiculi, funicula Ah, me! �Tis strange that some should take to sighing And similar information technology well; they like it well For me, I have not thought it worth the trying So cannot tell; I cannot tell With laugh, with trip the light fantastic and song, the day shortly passes Full soon is gone, full soon is gone For mirth was made for joyous lads and lasses To phone call their own, to call their ain Chorus: Heed, mind, hark the soft guitar Listen, heed, echoes sound distant Funiculi, funicula, funiculi, funicula Joy is everywhere Funiculi, funicula |
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|  There�s a hole in my bucket, dear Liza, honey Liza There�due south a hole in my bucket, honey Liza, a pigsty Then mend it, dear Goofy, honey Goofy, dear Goofy Then mend it, dear Goofy, honey Goofy, then mend information technology With what shall I mend it, dear Liza, love Liza? With what shall I mend information technology, love Liza, with what? With some straw, dear Goofy, dear Goofy, dear Goofy With some straw, love Goofy, dear Goofy, some harbinger The straw is too long, dear Liza, love Liza The straw is besides long, dear Liza, too long Then cut it, dear Goofy, dear Goofy, dearest Goofy And then cut it, dear Goofy, dear Goofy, then cut information technology With what shall I cut it, dear Liza, honey Liza? With what shall I cut it, love Liza, with what? With a knife, dearest Goofy, dear Goofy, dear Goofy With a knife, honey Goofy, love Goofy, with a pocketknife The knife is too boring, love Liza, dear Liza The knife is too dull, dear Liza, too tedious So sharpen it, dearest Goofy, love Goofy, love Goofy So sharpen it, love Goofy, dear Goofy, sharpen it With what shall I sharpen information technology, dear Liza, dear Liza? With what shall I sharpen it, dear Liza, with what? With a stone, love Goofy, dear goofy, dearest Goofy With a stone, honey Goofy, dear Goofy, with a stone The stone is besides dry, dearest Liza, dear Liza The stone is likewise dry out, love Liza, likewise dry out Then wet it, dear Goofy, dear Goofy, love Goofy So wet it, beloved Goofy, dear Goofy, so wet information technology With what shall I wet it, dear Liza, love Liza? With what shall I moisture information technology, dear Liza, with what? With h2o, dear Goofy, dear Goofy, dear Goofy With water, dear Goofy, dearest Goofy, with water In what shall I get information technology, beloved Liza, honey Liza? In what shall I become it, dear Liza, in what? In a bucket dear Goofy, dear Goofy, beloved Goofy In a bucket dearest Goofy, dear Goofy, in a bucket There�s a hole in my saucepan, honey Liza, dear Liza There�s a hole in my bucket, love Liza, a hole |
|  In Dublin�due south fair city Where girls are so pretty �Twas at that place I first met With sugariness Molly Malone She drove a wheelbarrow Through the streets broad and narrow Crying, "Cockles and mussels, live, alive-o" Chorus: "Alive, live-o, live, alive-o" Crying, "Cockles and mussels, alive, live-o" She was a fishmonger But sure �twas no wonder For and then were her mother and father before They drove their wheelbarrows Through the streets broad and narrow Crying, "Cockles and mussels, alive, live-o" Chorus She died of a fever And nothing could save her And that was the stop of Sweetness Molly Malone Merely her ghost wheels a barrow through the streets broad and narrow Crying, "Cockles and mussels, live, alive-o" Repeat Chorus twice |
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|  If a body meet a body Comin� through the rye If a body kiss a torso Demand a body cry? Chorus: Ev�ry lassie has her laddie Nane, they say, hs �e I Yet all the lads they grinning on me When comin� through the rye If a body run into a body Comin� from the town If a torso greet a body Need a trunk pout? Chorus |
|  Every bit I was a-walking one morning for pleasure I saw a cowpuncher come up riding forth His hat was throwed dorsum and his spurs was a-jingling And equally he approached he was singing this song Chorus: Whoopee-ti-yi-yo, git along, little dogies! It�south your misfortune and none of my own Whoopee-ti-yi-yo, git along, little dogies You lot know that Wyoming will exist your new habitation Early in the jump, we round up all the dogies Marking �em and make �em and bob off their tails Round up our horses, load upwardly the chuck wagon Throw all them dogies correct upward on the trail Chorus Well, it�s shooping and yelling and rounding the dogies From sunrise till sunset and all the night long So come up now, yous young �uns, become over the prairie And keep right on hearing my beautiful song Chorus |
|  Reuben, Reuben, I�ve been thinking What a grand world this would be If the men were all transported Far beyond the Northern Body of water Oh, my goodness gracious Rachel What a foreign world this would exist If the men were all transported Far beyond the Northern Body of water Reuben, Reuben, I�ve been thinking What a great life girls would lead If they had no men about them None to tease them, none to mind Rachel, Rachel, I�ve been thinking Men would have a merry time If at once they were transported Far across the salty brine Reuben, Rueben, stop your teasing If you�ve whatever dearest for me I was only only a-fooling Every bit I thought, of course, you�d encounter Rachel, if yous�ll non transport me I will take you for my wife And I�ll dissever with you my money Every payday of my life |
|  He�s got the whole world in His easily He�s got the whole wide globe in His hands He�s got the whole world in His hands He�s got the whole world in His hands He�s got the little bitty babies in His easily He�south got the petty bitty babies in His hands He�s got the little fragmentary babies in His hands He�southward got the whole earth in His hands He�s got you and me, blood brother, in His hands He�s got yous and me, sister, in His easily He�s got all of us, children, in His hands He�s got the whole world in His hands He�south got the wind and the rain in His hands He�south got the clouds and the sunshine in His hands He�s got the deserts and the oceans in His hands He�s got the whole world in His easily He�south got the rich and poor in His hands He�south got the singers and the preachers in His easily He�s got the actors and the teachers in His hands He�southward got the whole world in His hands He�s got the meek and humble in His easily He�s got the meek and humble in His hands He�s got the meek and humble in His hands He�s got the whole earth in His easily He�s got the whole globe in His hands He�south got the whole broad world in His hands He�south got the whole globe in His easily He�s got the whole world in His hands |
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Hickory dickory dock The mouse ran upward the clock The clock struck one And down he run Hickory dickory dock Repeat 
Jack and Jill went up the hill To fetch a pail of water Jack cruel downwardly and broke his crown And Jill came tumbling afterward Upward Jack got and dwelling he ran As fast as he could caper At that place his mother bound his head With vinegar and brown paper 
Jack be nimble Jack be quick Jack jump over The candlestick |
|  Downwards by the station Early on in the morning Meet the puffing little engines All in a row You lot can meet the engineer Pull a little handle Choo! Choo! Toot! Toot! Off they go Repeat |
|  Meet me in St. Louis, Louis Run across me at the fair Don�t tell me the lights are shining Whatever place but there We volition trip the light fantastic the Hoochie Koochie I will be your tootsie-wootsie Meet me in St. Louis, Louis Come across me at the fair Repeat |
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|  Go in and out the window Get in and out the window Go in and out the window As fast every bit you can go Find in the house your partner Find in the firm your partner Find in the house your partner And bow before you go Repeat start verse |
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