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A silly song to sing with kids. Verses repeat, with counting... so it could be extended infinitely!
1.
Eb Db
Sing a little song
Fm Eb
We already know
Eb Db Eb
I will sing along with you
Eb Db
Find an easy key
Fm Eb
We can sing it sorta slow
Eb Db Eb
We can sing a verse or two, oh
Eb Db Eb
We can sing a verse or two
[Chorus:] Db Dbmaj7 Singing low and high Eb Singing in the middle Db Dbmaj7 Eb Putting on a har- mo- ny Db Dbmaj7 Strumming a guitar Eb Sawing on a fiddle Db Eb Just to keep ac-com-pa-nee, oh Db Eb Just to keep you company
2. Sing a little song We already know And you can sing along with me Find an easy key Sing it sorta slow We can sing a verse or three, oh We can sing a verse or three [Chorus]
3. Sing a little song We already know Is anybody keeping score? Find an easy key Sing it sorta slow We can sing a verse or four, oh We can sing a verse or four [Chorus]
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Every place we live seems so threatened by the forces of nature! Let's move someplace safe...
1. We lived on the mountain But the mountain exploded We lived on the plains But the house blew away We lived by the ocean Got caught in a hurricane So we moved to the South Pole one day
2. Mountains and plains And oceans are dangerous One two three Moved to the fourth Now we are happy Dancing with the penguins Where everything everywhere Everywhere else Everything everywhere is North!
3. We lived on the mountain But the mountain exploded We lived on the plains But the house blew away We lived by the ocean Got caught in a hurricane So we moved to the South Pole one day
4.
Mountains and plains
And oceans are dangerous
Quit looking
Down in the mouth
You can be happy
Dancing with the penguins
We're easy to visit
Oh won't you come and visit?
All you gotta do is
head South!
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Babies grow up too fast. A simple reminder of simple days, like discovering you can find your foot.
1.
C
I've got one two three four
G
five toes on my left foot.
G
One two three four
C
five toes on my right foot.
F
Five fingers on each hand.
C
Don't you think it's grand
D
Babies learn to stand
G7
on our own two feet.
2.
C
I've got one cute nose
G
in the middle of my face.
G
Shining eyes
C
on either side.
F
Two ears to hear what's said.
C
I'm usually well-fed.
D
I have to go to bed
G7
on time!
3.
C
I'm a baby
G
but I'm growing really fast.
G
It isn't much
C
but I've begun to have a past.
F
Although the past is all I've got,
C
I hope I'm rightly taught
D
By everything I got
G7
from my family.
4.
C
Like my one two three four
G
five toes on my left foot
G
One two three four
C
five toes on my right foot
F
Five fingers on each hand.
C
Don't you think it's grand
G7
Babies learn to stand
F C
on our own two feet.
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[MCP:] We're gonna take away abortion, Woman has to learn her proper role. We're gonna outlaw the diaphram, take away your pill, and put the man back in control We're gonna put ya back up on your pedestal And not care about what you think Gonna take away your job so you'll stay at home Knocked up and at the kitchen sink We're going back, back, to the good old days, of the bustle and the petticoat We're going back to the ways that God intended Gonna take away your right to vote! Oink! Oink! Gonna take away your right to vote!
[femlib:] You can never take away abortion, You can only make one hard to get. I'll never give up my self-control And you haven't found yours yet. I'll never go back the way it was Because slavery is dead. And you better wise up or you're liable to find You're in a big cold lonely bed. We're going forward ho! to the better ways, And we've only just begun to grow. God gave me a mind and the will to find what's right and She ought to know. That's right! I said I think She ought to know.
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1.
F
I just had a waffle,
and I'm really feelin' awful!
Think that waffle had an awful
C
lotta mold.
Gm7
My pat of butter wouldn't melt.
I think I know just how it felt.
That moldy awful waffle really
F
felt cold.
2. My maple syrup I insist, 'll tell you musta turned to crystal, 'cause the jug I lug around won't even pour. And now this crummy fork of mine has broken for the final tine and I can't use it for the what the fork it's for.
3. My chin was wet with spittle when I spied the peanut brittle with a taste I mighta died for in my youth. But when I gave a chunk a try it turned out mighty hard and dry and now I got that crummy stuff stuck in my tooth.
4. I had to melt away the toffee so I poured a cup of coffee. It did the job. I also burnt my tongue. You wonder why I screamed and flailed? It made me yell, and I inhaled. There's moldy toffee coffee waffles in my lung!
Performed in Mindful Webworkshop #4
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