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Sandwich Song

(Battle Hymn of the Republic)

I walk into a restaurant
And t his is what I cry
"I want a chicken sandwich
Cup of coffee, piece of pie"
Oh, you will surely hear me
Sing this song until I die!
"I want a chicken sandwich
Cup of coffee, piece of pie"


Santa's Coming

(Brother John)

Santa's coming, Santa's coming
Can you hear? Can you hear?
Jingle Bells are jingling, we are happy singing
Christmas Bells, Christmas Bells


Sarah the Whale

(Dixie)

In Frisco town there lived a whale
They fed her peanuts by the pail
And washtubs and bathtubs
And sailboats and schooners

Her name is Sarah and she's a peach
But don't put food within her reach
Or babies, or nursemaids
Or chocolate ice cream sodas

She loves to smile and when she smiles
You can see her teeth for miles and miles
And her tonsils and her spare ribs
And things too fierce to mention

Now what can you do in a case like that
There's nothing to do but sit on your hat
Or your toothbrush, or your best friend
Or anything else that's helpless


Scarborough Fair

Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Remember me to the one who lives there
For she once was a true love of mine.

Have her make me a cambric shirt
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Without a seam or fine needle worn
And she'll be a true love of mine

Have her wash it in yonder dry well
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Where ne'er a drop of water e'er fell
And then she'll be a true love of mine

Dear, when thou hast finished thy task
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Come to me, my hand for to ask
For thou then art a true love of mine


Schnell

(The Marine Corps Hymn)

From the ants in our petunia bed
To the crab grass in our lawn
We will fight them off with chemicals
Till the bugs and weeds are gone
We will use quarts and quarts of poison sprays
And we won't stop till we're thru
The bugs and weeds are dying now
But the plants and trees are, too


Scout Camp

The buses that you ride in, they say are mightly fine
But when they turn a corner, they leave the wheels behind

Oh, I don't want to go to . . . Scout Camp
Please, Skip, I want to go, but they won't let me go
Please, Skip, I want to go home

Alternative Chorus: I don't wanna go to Scout Camp
Mommy, I wanna go back where the toilets flow
Mommy, I wanna go ho-o-ome

The leaders that they have here, they say are mighty fine
But when you get up closer, they look like frankenstein

The Leaders that they have here, they say they're really fine
But when you ask a question, they say "get back in line"

The first aid that they give you, they say is mighty fine
But if you cut your finger, you're left with only nine

The first aid that they give you, they say is mighty fine
But when you break a finger, they break the other nine

The water that they have here they say is mighty fine
But when you try to drink it, it tastes like turpentine

The biscuits that they serve you, they say are mighty fine
But one rolled off the table and killed a friend of mine

The spagetti that they serve you, they say is mighty fine
They rinse it the toilet and drain it on the line

The chicken in the army, they say is mighty fine
But once two drumsticks got up, and started beating time

The cocoa that they serve you, they say is mighty fine
It's good for cuts and bruises and tastes like iodine

The tents that you sleep in, they say are mighty fine
But whoever said this has never slept in mine

The toilets that they have here are the best that they can get
Last night my tent mate had to go, they haven't found him/her yet

They say that in the army, the girls are mighty fine
You ask for Farrah Fawcett, they give you Frankenstein


Scout Travelers

(Home on the Range)

Oh, give us a train or a boat or a plane
That will carry . . . Scouts away
To Paris or Rome, let us wander and roam
And discover new things each day
Relax on a trail, float over the waves all day
Or glide through the clouds, far over the crowds
But be home before five each day
On a broomstick we'll ride, in a rowboat we'll glide
In a rocket we'll go to the moon
And our trip will be fun but soon will be done
Air pockets could end it too soon
Up, up, and away; let us orbit the far distant sun
Or deep on the floor of the sea let's explore
And as . . . Scouts we'll always have fun


Senior Citizen Song

'Tis true we are no longer youthful
A fact we've no need to conceal
But if the old adage be truthful
We're only as old as we feel

Three score years and more
But counting our blessings instead of years
Three score years and more
Our blessings outnumber the years

As lovely as flowers in December
Are memories that memory brings
The happiest days we remember
The sad ones grow less with the years

We'll never grow rich on our pensions
We'll just try to make it suffice
Our wealth is in friendships but sometimes
A little more cash would be nice

Some think the best days are behind us
And all the good times in the past
But then we would like to remind them
That often the best wine comes last


She Died, She Did

She died, she did, she died of a broken rib she did
She died, she did, she died of a broken rib she did
She did, she died, she died, she did
She died, she did, of a broken rib, of a broken rib
She died, she did


She Left Me Standing on the mountain

Darling will you marry me, I asked a maiden fair
I turned my back upon her, when I looked she wasn't there
She left me standing, standing on the mountain
She left me standing way up there

Where the honey bees are buzzin' round the flowers there
That is where she vanished somewhere in that mountain air
She left me standing, standing on the mountain
She left me standing way up there

I just saw a Wip-por-will a talkin' to a bear
They were both a laughin' about givin' me the air
She left me standing, standing on the mountain
She left me standing way up there

I would give most anything if she would reappear
And tell me she'd get her father's mountain ears
She left me standing, standing on the mountain
She left me standing way up there


She'll Be Comin' 'Round the Mountain

She'll be comin' 'round the mountain when she comes. (Whoo, whoo!)
She'll be comin' 'round the mountain when she comes. (Whoo, whoo!)
She'll be comin' 'round the mountain, comin' 'round the mountain
She'll be comin' 'round the mountain when she comes

She'll be driving six white horses, when she comes (Whoa, back!) . .
Oh, we'll all go out to meet her when she comes (Hi babe!) . .
She'll be wearing silk pajamas when she comes (Wolf whistle) . .
And, we'll wear our bright red woolies when she comes (Scratch, scratch!) . .
Oh, we'll kill the old red rooster, when she comes (Hack, hack!) . .
Oh, we'll all have chicken and dumplings when she comes (Yum, yum!/or: Yuck, yuck!) . .
Oh, we'll all have indigestion when she comes (Burp, burp!) . .
Oh, she'll have sleep with Grandma when she comes (Snore, snore!) . .

Actions:
Sing each verse and make appropriate gestures. Following the last singing of each verse, repeat sounds and gestures of all preceding verses.

'Automotive' verses:
Oh, she'll be draggin' round the mountain when she comes (Rrrmm, rrrmm!) . .
Oh, she'll lay a strip of rubber when she comes (Eet, eet!) . .
Oh, she'll drop her old transmission when she comes (Clunk, clunk!) . .
Oh, her smog device got cloggy when she comes (Blaugh, blaugh!) . .

Make up more verses, for example: radiator boiled over, steering
wheel fell off, tires went flat, etc
Finally:

She'll wind up in the junk yard when she comes (Quissh, quissh) . .


She Sat on a Hillside

She sat on a hillside and strummed her guitar
strummed her guitar, strummed her guitar
She sat on a hillside and strummed her guitar
strummed her gui-ta-a-a-ar

He sat down beside her and smoked his cigar . .
He said that he loved her but, oh! How he lied . .
They were to be married but somehow she died . .
He went to her funeral but just for the ride . .
He went to her grave site and laughed 'til he cried . .
The grave stone fell over and squish-squash he died . .
She went up to heaven and flittered and flied . .
He went down below and sizzled and fried . .
The moral of this song is: don't tell a lie . .


Shine On, Harvest Moon, Medley

Shine on, shine on harvest moon, up in the sky
I ain't had no lovin since January, February, June or July
Snow time ain't no time to sit around and croon
So, shine on, shine on harvest moon for me and my gal

The bells are ringing, for me and my gal
The birds are singing for me and my gal
Everybody's been knowing, to a wedding they're going
And for weeks they've been sewing, every Sue and Sal
They're congregating for me and my gal
The parson's waiting for me and my gal
And someday we're going to build a little home for two
For three or four or more
In loveland for me and my gal


Shortnin' Bread

Three little children lyin' in bed
Two of them sick and the other most dead
Called for the doctor, the doctor said
"Feed them children some shortnin' bread

Mammy's little baby loves shortnin', shortnin'
Mammy's little baby loves shortnin' bread
Mammy's little baby loves shortnin', shortnin'
Mammy's little baby loves shortnin' bread

When them children lying in the bed
Heard that talk about shortnin' bread
Thay all got up and began to shout
Laughin' and a-singin' and a-dancin' about

Put on the skillet, put on the lid
Mammy's gonna make a little shortnin' bread
Then after that, there's a treat for you
Mammy's gonna make a little coffee too


Show Me the Way to go Home

Show me the way to go home
I'm tired and I want to go to bed
Oh, I had a little drink about an hour ago
And it's gone right to my head
Wherever I may roam, on land or sea or foam
You will always hear me singing this song
Show me the way to go home

Indicate the way to my abode
I'm fatigued and I wish to retire
Oh, I had a little beverage 60 minutes ago
And it's gone right to my cranium
Wherever I may perambulate, on land or sea or atmospheric preassure
You will always hear me chanting this melody
Show me the way to my abode


Side By Side

Oh! We ain't got a barrel of money
Maybe we're ragged and funny
But we'll travel along
Singing a song, side by side

Don't know what's comin' tomorrow
Maybe it's trouble and sorrow
But we'll travel the road
Sharin' our load, side by side

Through all kinds of weather
What if the sky should fall
Just as long as we're together
It doesn't matter at all

When they've all had their quarrels and parted
We'll be the same as we started
Just travellin' along, singing a song
Side by side; side by side


Sidewalks of New York

East side west side all around the town
The tots sang "Ring a round Rosie"
"London Bridge is Falling Down"
Boys and girls together
Me and Mamie O'Rorke
Tripped the light fantastic
On the sidewalks of New York


Simple Gifts

'Tis a gift to be simple, 'tis a gift to be free
'Tis a gift to come down where we ought to be
And when we find ourselves in the place just right
We will live in the valley of love and delight
When true simplicity is gained
To bow and to bend we shall not be ashamed
To turn and to turn will be our delight
'Til by turning and turning we come round right
The earth is the Lord's and the fullness thereof
Its streets, its streams, as well as stars above
Salvation is here where we laugh, where we cry
Where we seek and love, where we live and die
When true liberty is found
By fear and by hate we will no more be bound
In love and in life we will find a new birth
In peace and in freedom redeem the earth


Sing

Sing! Sing a song, sing out loud, sing out strong
Sing of good things, not bad
Sing of happy, not sad
Sing! Sing a song
Make it simple to last your whole life long
Don't worry that it's not good enough for anyone else to hear
Just sing! Sing a song
La, la, la, la, la; la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la; la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la


Singing for Our Lives

Words and music by Holly Near
We are gentle angry people
And we are singing, singing for our lives
We are gentle angry people
And we are singing, singing for our lives
We are young and old together . . .
We are a multicolored people . . .


Sing Hosanna!

Give me oil in my lamp, keep me burning
Give me oil in my lamp, I pray
Give me oil in my lamp, keep me burning
Keep me burning 'til the break of day

Sing Hosanna!, Sing hosanna!
Sing Hosanna! To the King of Kings!
Sing Hosanna!, Sing hosanna!
Sing Hosanna! To the King!

Give me joy in my heart, keep be praising

Give me peace in my heart, keep me resting

Give me love in my heart, keep me serving


Singing in the Rain

We're singing in the rain, just singing in the rain
What a glorious feeling, we're happy again
Thumbs up!
Toot-ta-ta-da, toot-ta-ta-da, toot-DA-DA

We're singing in the rain, just singing in the rain
What a glorious feeling, we're happy again
Thumbs up!, Elbows in!
Toot-ta-ta-da, toot-ta-ta-da, toot-DA-DA

. . . Knees bent

. . . Toes together

. . . Bum back

. . . Chest out

. . . Chin down

. . . Tongue out


Singing Waterfall

There's a singing waterfall in the mountains far away
That's where I'd go to meet her at the close of every day
That's where my darling's sleeping there beyond the spray
I often sit and wonder why the Lord took her away

We'd go there every evening when the sun was sinking low
And we'd listen to the water as it rippled soft and low
But since she's gone to heaven I miss her most of all
Tonight my darling's sleeping by the singing waterfall

Last night as I lay sleeping I heard my darling call
And then I went to meet her by the singing waterfall
She took me in her arms just like she used to do
And then I heard her whisper, we'll meet beyond the blue


Sipping Cider Through a Straw

The prettiest girl (Echo), I ever saw, (Echo)
Was sipping cider through a straw
The prettiest girl (Echo), I ever saw, (Echo)
Was sipping cider through a straw
I asked her if, (Echo) she'd show me how, (Echo)
To sip that cider through a straw
I asked her if, (Echo) she'd show me how, (Echo)
To sip that cider through a straw

Then cheek to cheek, and jaw to jaw
We sipped that cider through a straw
Every now and then, the straw would slip
I'd sip some cider from her lip

The parson came to her backyard
A sipping cider from a straw
And now I have a mother-in-law
And fourteen kids to call me Pa

The moral of this little tale
Is sip your cider from a pail!

Feminine variation: Substitute "The cutest boy" for "The prettiest girl," "him" for "her," "he" for "she," and "Ma" for "Pa"


Si Si Si

Si si si si do-al-da
Ya-cu si na la du___ ba-na-ha
Si si si si do-al-da
Ya-cu si na la du___ ba-na-ha
Ba na na, ba na na___ ba na na
Ya-cu si na la du___ ba-na-ha
Ba na na, ba na na___ ba na na
Ya-cu si na la du___ ba-na-ha


Six Days on the Road

Well I pulled out of Pittsburg a heading down that eastern sea board
I got my diesel wound up and she's a runnin' like never before
There's a speed zone ahead all right, And I don't see a cop in sight
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight

I got me ten forward gears and a Georgia overdrive
I'm taking little pink pills and my eyes are open wide
I just passes Jimmy White, I been passin' ev'rything in sight
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight

Oh it seems like a month since I kissed my baby goodbye
I could have a lot of women but I'm not like some other guys
I could find one to hold me tight. But I could never make believe it's alright
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight

Well the I T C is a checkin' on down the line
I'm a little overweight and my log book's way behind
But nothin' bothers me tonight; I can dodge all the scales allright
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight

Well my rig's a little old, but that don't mean she's slow
There's a flame from it's stack and that smoke is a blowin' backa so
My home town's come in sight and if you think I'm happy you're right
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight


Skip's Got a Head Like a Ping Pong Ball

(Lone Ranger Theme - William Tell Overture)

Skips got a head like a ping pong ball
Skips got a head like a ping pong ball
Skips got a head like a ping pong ball
Like a piiiiiiiiiiing pong ball
ping pong (Seven times) ball
ping pong (Six times) Ball
ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping PONG

Second verse is the same only say pong where you say ping in the first verse and visa versa - You can also change the name to your favourite hairless scouter!!!


Skip's Song (Zip-a-dee-doo-dah)

(Zip-a-dee-doo-dah)

Skip's in a doo-dah, Skip's in a daze
My oh my he's got some wonderful ways
Feet on the ground but head in the haze
Skip's in a doo-dah, Skip's in a daze

With the PLs on his shoulder
It's the truth, no wonder
His mental health is bond to suffer

Skip's in a doo-dah, Skip's in a daze
Feet on the ground but head in the haze


Skip to My Lou

Lost my partner what'll I do?
Lost my partner what'll I do?
Lost my partner what'll I do?
Skip to my Lou, my darling

Skip, skip, skip to my Lou
Skip, skip, skip to my Lou
Skip, skip, skip to my Lou
Skip to my Lou, my darling

2. I'll get another, a nicer one too . .
3. If I lose that one, I'll take two . .
4. Flies in the sugar bowl, shoo, shoo, shoo . .
5. Cat's in the buttermilk, licking it too . .
6. Kitten in the haymow, mew, mew, mew . .
7. Bears in the rose bush, boo, boo, boo . .
8. Mule's in the cellar, kicking up through . .
9. Dad's old hat got torn in two . .
10. Little red wagon, painted blue . .
11. Had a cart and pony too . . .
12. Going to get a red-bird, a pretty one too . .
13. If I can't get a red-bird, a blue-bird'll do . .
14. Needle in the haystack, Number 32
15. Hurry up, slow poke, do, Oh, do . .


Skye Boat Song

Speed bonny boat, like a bird on the wing
"Onward!" the sailors cry
Carry the lad that's born to be king
Over the sea to Skye

Loud the winds howl, loud the waves roar
Thunder claps rend the air
Baffled, our foes stand by the shore
Follow they will not dare

Though the waves leap, soft Charlie sleep
The ocean's a royal bed
Rocked on the deep, Flora will keep
Watch by your weary head

Many's the lad fought on that day
Well the claymore could wield
When the night came silently lay
Dead on Culloden's field

Loud the winds howl, loud the waves roar
Thunder claps rend the air
Baffled, our foes stand by the shore
Follow they will not dare

Burnt are our homes; exile and death
Scatter our loyal men
Yet ere the sword's cold in its sheath
Charlie will come again


S-M-I-L-E

(John Brown's Body)

It isn't any trouble just to
S-M-I-L-E
It isn't any trouble just to
S-M-I-L-E
There isn't any trouble but
will vanish like a bubble
If you'll only take the trouble
just to S-M-I-L-E

It isn't any trouble just to
G-R-I-N, grin

It isn't any trouble just to
L-A-U-G-H


Smokey Mountain Range

It's on my way from L.A. back to Nashville
I found out those bright lights ain't where I belong
From a phone booth in the rain, I called to tell her
I've had a change of dreams, I'm comin' home
The tears filled my eyes when I found out she was gone

Smokey Mountain rain keeps fallin', I keep on callin' her name
Smokey Mountain range keep on lurchin'
Can't go on hurtin' this way
She's somewhere in the Smokey Mountain range

I waved a diesel down outside a cafe
He said that he was goin' as far as Catlinsburg
I climbed up in the cab all wet and cold and lonely
I wiped my eyes and told him about her
If you find her can you make these big wheels burn


Soap and Towel

(Row, Row, Row Your Boat)

Soap, soap, soap and towel; towel and water please
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, wash your dirty knees


Socked

(While Shepherds Watched Their Flocks By Night)

While shepherds washed their socks by night,
While watching ITV
The Angel of the Lord came down
And switched to BBC.


Soldier Boys

Soldier boy, oh my little soldier boy
I'll be true to you

You were my first love, and you'll be my last love
I will never make you blue, I'll be true to you
In this whole world you can love but one girl
Let me be that one girl, for I'll be true to you

Where-ever you go, my heart will follow
I love you so, I'll be true to you
Take my love with you and to any port or foreign shore
Darling you must feel for sure, I'll be true to you

Soldier boy, oh my little soldier boy
I'll be true to you


Soldiers of Sweden

Infantry (Action: March)
Calvery (Action: Ride a horse)
Soldiers of Sweden (Action: Salute)
And Artilery (Action: Shoot a rifle)


So Long It's Been Good to Know Yuh

I've sung this song, but I'll sing it again
Of the people I've met and the places I've been
Of some of the troubles that bothered my mind
And a lot of good people that I've left behind

So it's so long it's been good to know yuh
So long it's been good to know yuh
So long it's been good to know yuh
What a long time since I've been home
And I gotta be drifting along

The sweethearts they sat in the dark and they sparked
They hugged and they kissed in that dusty old dark
They sighed and they cried and they hugged
And they kissed, but instead of marriage
They talked like this, Honey, So long ... etc

I went to your family and asked them for you
They all said take her, oh, take her, please do
She can't cook or sew and she won't scrub your floor
So I put on my hat and tiptoed out the door
Saying: so long ... etc

I walked down the street to the grocery store
It was crouded with people both rich and poor
I asked the man, how is butter sold, he said
One pound of butter for two pounds of gold
I said, so long ... etc

My telephone rang and it jumped off the wall
That was a preacher a making a call, he said
We're getting ready to tie the knot
We're getting married, believe it or not
So long ... etc


Somebody Loves You Darling

Somebody loves you darling, somebody loves you I know
Somebody loves you darling, why did you let them go?
I see the postman coming, he's coming down the street
And I know he's got a letter, for he's headed straight for me
Somebody loves you darling, somebody loves you I know
Somebody loves you darling, why did you let them go?
There's going to be a wedding, it's going to be in the fall
So boys and girls get ready, I'm going to invite you all
Somebody loves you darling, somebody loves you I know
Somebody loves you darling, why did you let them go?


Song of the States

Oh what did Dela ware, friends, Oh what did Dela ware?
I ask you again, as a personal friend, what did Dela ware?
She wore her New Jersey, friends, she wore her New Jersey
I tell you again, as a personal friend, she wore her New
Jersey
2. Oh, how did Flori-die, friends?
She died in Mis-sour-i, friends
3. Oh, what did Io-way, friends?
She weighed a Washington, friends
4. Oh, what did Ida-ho, friends?
She hoed her Mary-land, friends
5. Oh, how did Wiscon-sin, friends?
She stole a New-bras-key, friends
6. Oh, what did Tennessee, friends?
She saw what Arkan-sas, friends
7. Oh, where has Ore-gon, friends?
She's taking Okla-home, friends
8. Oh, what did Massa-chew, friends?
She chewed her Connecti-cud, friends
9. Oh, what did Missi-sip, friends?
She sipped her Mini-soda, friends
10.Oh, what did Ohi-owe, friends?
She owed her state Taxes, friends
11.Oh, why did Califone, friends?
She called to say, "Hawaii," friends


Song with an Unexpected Ending

(Clementine)

I'm a teacup
I'm a teacup
I'm a teacup
I'm a teacup yes I am
But I'd rather be a teacup than a mug

. . . bloodstain . . . clot
. . . moose . . . fool
. . . raindrop . . . drip
. . . mosquito . . . nit


Stitched Up

Granny's in the kitchen
Doing a bit of stitching,
In came a bogie man and chased granny out -
BOO!
'Well,' said Granny, 'That's not fair!'
'Well,' said the bogie man, 'I don't care!'


Summertime

Summertime and the living is easy
Fish are jumping and the cotton is high
Oh, your dad is rich and your ma is good looking
So hush little baby, don't you cry
One of these mornings, you're gonna rise up shining
Then you'll spread your wings and you'll take to the skies
But till that morning, there ain't nothing to harm you
With your daddy and mammy standing by


Sunday School

Young folks, old folks, everybody come
Join our happy Sunday School, and have a lot of fun
Please check your chewing gum and raisins at the door
And you'll hear some Bible stories that you've never heard before

Shadrak, Meshak, and Abednigo
Wouldn't obey the king, so they had to go
Put 'em in a furnace to burn 'em up like chaff
But their asbestos B.V.D.s gave the king a laugh

The world was made in six days and finished on the seventh
According to the contract it should have been the eleventh
But the union called a strike and workers wouldn't work
So the only thing that they could do was fill it up with dirt

Adam was the first man that ever was invented
He lived all his life and never was contented
He was made of clay in the days gone by
And hung on a fence in the sun to dry

Adam was a gardener and Eve was his spouse
They got the sack for stealing fruit and took to keeping house
They lived a very quiet life and peaceful in the main
'Til Eve had a baby and they started raising Cain

Noah was a mariner who sailed around the sea
With half a dozen relatives and a big menagerie
He failed the first season when it rained for forty days
For in that kind of weather no circus ever pays

Joseph was a shepherd, too, he kept his father's goats
His father used to dress him in the very loudest coats
His brothers they got jealous and threw him in a well
Joseph went to heaven and others went to hell

Joshua played the trumpet, so runs the ancient rhyme
He taught the Israelites to play in syncopated time
But when they played in Jericho, their music raised a frown
So he set the boys a'swinging, and the walls come tumbling down

Pharaoh had a daughter, she had a winsome smile
She found the infant Moses a-floating in the Nile
She took him to her father, said "I've found him on the shore"
Pharaoh winked his eye and said "I've heard that tale before"

Jonah was an landsman, so runs the Bible tale
He took a steerage passage on a transatlantic whale
Jonah in the belly of the whale felt quite compressed
So he pushed a little button and the whale did the rest

Samson was a husky guy as everyone should know
He used to lift five-hundred pounds as strongman on the show
One week the bill was rotten and the actors had a souse
But the strongman act of Samson's, still brought down the house

David was a shepherd boy, a plucky little cuss
Along came Goliath a-looking for a fuss
David took a slinky and socked him on the crust
Goliath reeled a couple a times and then he bit the dust

God made Satan, Satan made sin
God made a hot place to keep Satan in
Satan didn't like it so he said he wouldn't stay
He's been acting like the devil ever since that day

Daniel was a prophet, he wouldn't obey the king
The king said to Daniel, "This is a naughty thing."
Put him in a lion's den with lions down beneath
But Daniel was an artist so he drew the lions' teeth

Salomi was a dancer and she danced before the king
She wiggled and she waggled and she shook most everything
The king tells Salomi, "We'll have no scandal here!"
"The hell we won't!" Salomi said, and she kicked the chandelier

Elijah was a prophet, who attended county fairs
With a box of patent medicine and a troop of dancing bears.
He prophesied successfully 'most every afternoon,
And he went up in the evenings in a patent fire balloon.


Sunny Side of the Street

Grab your coat and get your hat
Leave your worries on the doorstep
Just direct you feet to the sunny side of the street

Don't you hear the pitter pat
And that hurried tune in your step
Life can be so sweet on the sunny side of the street

I used to walk in the shade
With those blues on parade
But I'm not afraid, this rover crossed over

If I never had a cent
I'd be rich as Rockefeller
Gold dust on my feet, on the sunny side of the street


Sunny Side Up

Keep your sunny side up! up!
Hide the side that gets blue
If you have nine sons in a row
Baseball teams make money, you know!
Keep your funny side up! up!
Let your laughter come thru, do!
Stand up on your legs
Be like two fried eggs
Keep your sunny side up!


Sweet Betsy from Pike

Did you ever hear tell of sweet Betsy from Pike
Who crossed the wide prairie with old Uncle Ike
With two yoke of cattle and one spotted hog
A tall Shanghai rooster and a large yellow dog

Singin' toora-li, loora-li, loora-li, ay
Singin' toora-li, loora-li, loora-li, ay

One evening quite early they camped on the Platte
'Twas near by the road on a green shady flat
Where Betsy sore-footed lay down to repose
There was no sounder sleeper than that Pike County rose

They soon reached the desert, where Betsy gave out
And down in the sand she lay rolling about
But she got up again with a great deal of pain
And declared she'd go back to Pike County again

The Shanghai ran off and their cattle all died
That morning the last piece of bacon was fried
Poor Ike was discouraged and Betsy got mad
The dog drooped his tail and looked wondrously sad

They finally stopped on a very high hill
And with wonder looked down upon old Placerville
Ike sighed when he said as he looked all around
"Well, Betsy, my sweet, we might as well go down

Old Ike and sweet Betsy attended a dance
Ike wore a pair of his Pike County pants
Sweet Betsy was covered with ribbons and rings
Says Ike, "You're an angel, but where are your wings?"

A miner asked, "Betsy, will you dance with me?"
"I will that, old hoss, if you don't make too free
"But don't dance me hard, do you want to know why?
Dog on, but I'm chock full of strong alkali"


Sweet Georgia Brown

No gal made has got a shade on sweet Georgia Brown!
Two left feet but oh, so sweet Georgia Brown!
They all sigh and wanna die for sweet Georgia Brown!
I'll tell you just why, you know I don't lie - - not much!
It's been said she knocks 'em dead when she lands in town
Since she came why it's a shame how she cools 'em down
Fellers she can't get are fellers she ain't met!
Georgia claimed her, Georgia named her - - Sweet Georgia Brown!


Sweet Violets

Sweet violets, sweeter than the roses
Covered all over from head to toe
Covered all over with sweet violets

There once was a farmer who took a young miss
In back of the barn where he gave her a
Lecture on horses and chickens and eggs
And told her that she had such beautiful
Manners that suited a girl of her charms
A girl that he wanted to take in his
Washing and ironing and then, if she did
They could get married and raise lots of . . .

The girl told the farmer that he'd better stop
And she called her father and he called a
Taxi and got there before very long
'Cause someone was doing his little girl
Right for a change and so that's why he said
"If you marry her, son, you're better off
Single 'cause it's always been my be-lief
Marriage will bring a man nothing but . . .

The farmer decided he'd wed any way
And started in planning for his wedding
Suit, which he purchased for only one buck
But then he found out he was just out of
Money and so he got left in the lurch
Standing and waiting in front of the
End of this story which just goes to show
All a girl wants from a man is his . . .


Swing Low Sweet Chariot

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

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

The brightest day that ever I saw
Coming for to carry me home
When Jesus washed mu sins away
Coming for to carry me home

I'm sometimes up and sometimes down
Coming for to carry me home
But still my soul feels heavenly bound
Coming for to carry me home


Switch

(Reuben and Rachel)

I don't care if I go crazy
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, Switch
Crazy go I, if care don't I
6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, Switch


's Wonderful

'S wonderful! 'S marvellous! You should care for me!
'S awful nice! 'S paradise! 'S what I love to see!
You've made my life so glamorous
You can't blame me for feeling amorous
Oh! 'S wonderful! 'S marvellous! That you should care for me


Sylvest

He's my big brother Sylvest.
WHAT'S HE GOT?
He's got a row of forty medals 'cross his chest.
BIG CHEST!
Don't push, don't shove
Plenty room for you and me.
He's got an arm like a leg.
BIG LEG!
And a punch that'd sink a battleship,
BIG SHIP!
Takes all tlae army and the navy
To put the wind up
SYLVEST!


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