When you see Whistling Willie,

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1 Bottle of Pop

One bottle o'pop, two bottle o'pop
Three bottle o'pop, four bottle o'pop
Five bottle o'pop, six bottle o'pop
Seven bottle o'pop, POP!

Don't chuck your muck in my dust bin,
My dust bin, my dust bin
Don't chuck your muck in my dust bin,
My dust bin's full

Fish and chips and vinegar,
Vinegar, vinegar
Fish and chips and vinegar
Vinegar and Pop!

2 Little Hands
Words and Music by William A. Ogden

I've two little hands to work for Jesus,
One little tongue His praise to tell,
Two little ears to hear His counsel,
One little voice a song to swell.

Lord, we come, Lord, we come,
In our childhood's early morning;
Lord, we come, Lord, we come,
Come to learn of Thee.

I've two little feet to tread the pathway
Up to the heav'nly courts above;
Two little eyes to read the Bible,
Telling of Jesus' wondrous love.

Lord, we come, Lord, we come,
In our childhood's early morning;
Lord, we come, Lord, we come,
Come to learn of Thee.

I've one little heart to give to Jesus,
One little soul for Him to save,
One little life for His dear service,
One little self that He must have.

Lord, we come, Lord, we come,
In our childhood's early morning;
Lord, we come, Lord, we come,
Come to learn of Thee.

3 Blind Mice

Three blind mice, three blind mice
See how they run, see how they run!
They all ran after the farmer's wife
She cut off their tails with a carving knife
Did you ever see such a sight in your life
As three blind mice?

3 Jolly Fisherman

There were three jolly fishermen
There were three jolly fishermen
Fisher, fishermen, men, men
Fisher, fishermen, men, men
There were three jolly fishermen

The first one's name was Abraham
The first one's name was Abraham
Abra, Abra, ham, ham, ham
Abra, Abra, ham, ham, ham
The first one's name was Abraham

The second one's name was Isaac
The second one's name was Isaac
I, I, zak, zak, zak
I, I, zak, zak, zak
The second one's name was Isaac

The third one's name was Jacob
The third one's name was Jacob
Ja, Ja, cub, cub, cub
Ja, ja, cub, cub, cub
The third one's name was Jacob

They all sailed up to Jericho
They all sailed up to Jericho
Jeri, Jeri, co, co, co
Jeri, Jeri, co, co, co
They all sailed up to Jericho

They should have gone to Amsterdam
They should have gone to Amsterdam
Amster, Amster, sh, sh, sh
Amster, Amster, sh, sh, sh
They should have gone to Amsterdam

3 Little Birds
Bob Marley

Don't worry 'bout a thing,
'Cause ev'ry little thing's gonna be all right.
Singing don't worry 'bout a thing,
'Cause ev'ry little thing's gonna be all right.

Rise up this morning, smile with the risin' sun.
Three little birds sit by my doorstep singing sweet songs,
A melody sweet and pure, sing,
This is my message to you.

10 In a Bed

There were ten in a bed and the little one said
"Roll over, roll over"
So they all rolled over and one fell out

There were nine in a bed and the little one said
"Roll over, roll over"
So they all rolled over and one fell out

There were eight in a bed and the little one said
"Roll over, roll over"
So they all rolled over and one fell out

There were seven in a bed and the little one said
"Roll over, roll over"
So they all rolled over and one fell out

There were six in a bed and the little one said
"Roll over, roll over"
So they all rolled over and one fell out

There were five in a bed and the little one said
"Roll over, roll over"
So they all rolled over and one fell out

There were four in a bed and the little one said
"Roll over, roll over"
So they all rolled over and one fell out

There were three in a bed and the little one said
"Roll over, roll over"
So they all rolled over and one fell out

There were two in a bed and the little one said
"Roll over, roll over"
So they all rolled over and one fell out

There was one in a bed and the little one said
"Good night."

10 Little Indians

One little, two little, three little indians
Four little, five little, six little indians
Seven little, eight little, nine little indians
Ten little Indian boys.

Ten little, nine little, eight little indians
Seven little, six little, five little indians
Four little, three little, two little indians
One little Indian boy.

One little, two little, three little indians
Four little, five little, six little indians
Seven little, eight little, nine little indians
Ten little Indian boys.

10 Little Monsters

One little, two little, three little monsters
Four little, five little, six little monsters
Seven little, eight little, nine little monsters
Ten of them can't scare me!

Ten little, nine little, eight little monsters
Seven little, six little, five little monsters,
Four little, three little, two little monsters,
One of them can't scare me!

None of them can scare me!

99 Bottles of Pop

Ninety-nine bottles of pop on the wall
Ninety-nine bottles of pop
Take one down, pass it around
Ninety-eight bottles of pop on the wall.

Ninety-eight bottles of pop on the wall
Ninety-eight bottles of pop
Take one down, pass it around
Ninety-seven bottles of pop on the wall.

Go down one number each time until there are none.

99 Miles From Home
(Tune: Ninety-Nine Bottles of Pop)

I'm ninety-nine miles from home
I'm ninety-nine miles from home
I walked awhile, sat down awhile
I'm ninety-eight miles from home.

I'm ninety-eight miles from home
I'm ninety-eight miles from home
I walked awhile, sat down awhile
I'm ninety-seven miles from home.

(Count one less each time)

A Hunting We Will Go

A hunting we will go, a hunting we will go
Heigh ho, the dairy-o, a hunting we will go
A hunting we will go, a hunting we will go
We'll catch a fox and put him in a box
And then we'll let him go

A hunting we will go, a hunting we will go
Heigh ho, the dairy-o, a hunting we will go
A hunting we will go, a hunting we will go
We'll catch a fish and put him on a dish
And then we'll let him go

A hunting we will go, a hunting we will go
Heigh ho, the dairy-o, a hunting we will go
A hunting we will go, a hunting we will go
We'll catch a bear and cut his hair
And then we'll let him go

A hunting we will go, a hunting we will go
Heigh ho, the dairy-o, a hunting we will go
A hunting we will go, a hunting we will go
We'll catch a pig and dance a little jig
And then we'll let him go

A hunting we will go, a hunting we will go
Heigh ho, the dairy-o, a hunting we will go
A hunting we will go, a hunting we will go
We'll catch a giraffe and make him laugh
And then we'll let him go

All Through the Night
Traditional

Sleep, my child, and peace attend thee,
All through the night;
Guardian angels God will send thee,
All through the night;
Soft the drowsy hours are creeping,
Hill and vale in slumber sleeping,
I my loving vigil keeping,
All through the night.

While the moon her watch is keeping,
All through the night;
While the weary world is sleeping,
All through the night;
O'er thy spirit gently stealing,
Visions of delight revealing,
Breathes a pure and holy feeling,
All through the night.

Though I roam a minstrel lonely
All through the night
My true harp shall praise sing only
All through the night
Love's young dream, alas, is over
Yet my strains of love shall hover
Near the presence of my lover
All through the night

Hark, a solemn bell is ringing
Clear through the night
Thou, my love, art heavenward winging
Home through the night
Earthly dust from off thee shaken
Soul immortal shalt thou awaken
With thy last dim journey taken
Home through the night

Original Welsh

Holl amrantau'r
sêr ddywedant
Ar hyd y nos
"Dyma'r ffordd i
fro gogoniant;"
Ar hyd y nos
Golau arall
yw tywyllwch,
I arddangos
gwir brydferthwch,
Teulu'r nefoedd
mewn tawelwch,
Ar hyd y nos.

O mor siriol
gwêna seren
Ar hyd y nos
I oleuo'i
chwaer ddaearen;
Ar hyd y nos
"Nos yw henaint
pan ddaw cystudd,
Ond i harddu
dyn a'i hwyrddydd,
Rho'wn ein golau
gwan i'n gilydd,
Ar hyd y nos."

Alouette

Alouette, gentile Alouette,
Alouette, je te plumerai.
Je te plumerai la tête.
Je te plumerai la tête.
Et la tête, et la tête.
Alouette, Alouette.
Ahahahah.

Alouette, gentile Alouette,
Alouette, je te plumerai.
Je te plumerai le bec.
Je te plumerai le bec.
Et le bec, et le bec.
Et la tete, et la tete.
Alouette, Alouette.
Ahahahah.

Angels Watching Over Me

All night, all day,
Angels watching over me, my Lord.
All night, all day,
Angels watching over me.

Sun is a-setting in the West;
Angels watching over me, my Lord.
Sleep my child, take your rest;
Angels watching over me.

All night, all day,
Angels watching over me, my Lord.
All night, all day,
Angels watching over me.

The Ants Go Marching

The ants go marching one by one, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching one by one, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching one by one,
The little one stops to suck his thumb
And they all go marching down to the ground
To get out of the rain, BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The ants go marching two by two, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching two by two, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching two by two,
The little one stops to tie his shoe
And they all go marching down to the ground
To get out of the rain, BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The ants go marching three by three, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching three by three, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching three by three,
The little one stops to climb a tree
And they all go marching down to the ground
To get out of the rain, BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The ants go marching four by four, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching four by four, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching four by four,
The little one stops to shut the door
And they all go marching down to the ground
To get out of the rain, BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The ants go marching five by five, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching five by five, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching five by five,
The little one stops to take a dive
And they all go marching down to the ground
To get out of the rain, BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The ants go marching six by six, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching six by six, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching six by six,
The little one stops to pick up sticks
And they all go marching down to the ground
To get out of the rain, BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The ants go marching seven by seven, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching seven by seven, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching seven by seven,
The little one stops to pray to heaven
And they all go marching down to the ground
To get out of the rain, BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The ants go marching eight by eight, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching eight by eight, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching eight by eight,
The little one stops to shut the gate
And they all go marching down to the ground
To get out of the rain, BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The ants go marching nine by nine, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching nine by nine, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching nine by nine,
The little one stops to check the time
And they all go marching down to the ground
To get out of the rain, BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The ants go marching ten by ten, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching ten by ten, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching ten by ten,
The little one stops to say "THE END"
And they all go marching down to the ground
To get out of the rain, BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The Arkansas Traveler
(Traditional American Reel)

Oh, once upon a time in Arkansas,
An old man sat in his little cabin door
And fiddled at a tune that he liked to hear,
A jolly old tune that he played by ear.
It was raining hard, but the fiddler didn't care,
He sawed away at the popular air,
Tho' his rooftree leaked like a waterfall,
That didn't seem to bother the man at all.

A traveler was riding by that day,
And stopped to hear him a-practicing away;
The cabin was a-float and his feet were wet,
But still the old man didn't seem to fret.
So the stranger said "Now the way it seems to me,"
You'd better mend your roof," said he.
But the old man said as he played away,
"I couldn't mend it now, it's a rainy day."

The traveler replied, "That's all quite true,
But this, I think, is the thing to do;
Get busy on a day that is fair and bright,
Then patch the old roof till it's good and tight."
But the old man kept on a-playing at his reel,
And tapped the ground with his leathery heel.
"Get along," said he, "for you give me a pain;
My cabin never leaks when it doesn't rain."

Baby Bumblebee

I'm bringing home a baby bumblebee,
Won't my mommy be so proud of me,
I'm bringing home a baby bumblebee,
Ouch! It stung me!

I'm squishing up the baby bumblebee,
Won't my mommy be so proud of me,
I'm squishing up a baby bumblebee,
Ooh! It's yucky!

I'm wiping off the baby bumblebee,
Won't my mommy be so proud of me,
I'm wiping off the baby bumblebee,
Now my mommy won't be mad at me!

The Bear Went Over the Mountain

The bear went over the mountain,
The bear went over the mountain,
The bear went over the mountain,
To see what he could see

To see what he could see,
To see what he could see

The other side of the mountain,
The other side of the mountain,
The other side of the mountain,
Was all that he could see

Was all that he could see,
Was all that he could see,
The other side of the mountain,
Was all that he could see!

The Bee and the Pup

There was a bee-i-ee-i-ee
Sat on a wall-i-all-i-all
And he went buzz-i-uzz-i-uzz
And that was all-i-all-i-all

There was a pup-i-up-i-up
Sat on a bee-i-ee-i-ee
Someone went ki-yi-yi-yi-yi
And that was he-i-ee-i-ee

Bill Grogan's Goat
(echo each line)

There was a man
Now please take note
There was a man
Who had a goat
He loved that goat
Indeed he did
He loved that goat
Just like a kid.

One day that goat
Felt frisk and fine
Ate three red shirts
Right off the line
The man, he grabbed
Him by the back
And tied him to
A railroad track.

Now, when that train
Hove into sight
That goat grew pale
And green with fright
He heaved a sigh
As if in pain
Coughed up those shirts
And flagged the train!

Billy Boy

Oh, where have you been, Billy Boy, Billy Boy,
Oh, where have you been, charming Billy?
I have been to seek a wife, she's the joy of my life,
She's a young thing and cannot leave her mother.

Did she ask you to come in, Billy Boy, Billy Boy,
Did she ask you to come in, charming Billy?
Yes, she asked me to come in, there's a dimple in her chin.
She's a young thing and cannot leave her mother.

Can she make a cherry pie, Billy Boy, Billy Boy,
Can she make a cherry pie, charming Billy?
She can make a cherry pie, quick as a cat can wink an eye,
She's a young thing and cannot leave her mother.

How old is she, Billy Boy, Billy Boy,
How old is she, charming Billy?
Three times six and four times seven, twenty-eight and eleven,
She's a young thing and cannot leave her mother.

Bingo

There was a farmer had a dog
And Bingo was his name oh,
B-I-N-G-O, B-I-N-G-O, B-I-N-G-O
And Bingo was his name oh.

There was a farmer had a dog
And Bingo was his name oh,
-I-N-G-O, -I-N-G-O, -I-N-G-O
And Bingo was his name oh.

There was a farmer had a dog
And Bingo was his name oh,
- -N-G-O, - -N-G-O, - -N-G-O
And Bingo was his name oh.

There was a farmer had a dog
And Bingo was his name oh,
- - -G-O, - - -G-O, - - -G-O
And Bingo was his name oh.

There was a farmer had a dog
And Bingo was his name oh,
- - - -O, - - - -O, - - - -O
And Bingo was his name oh.

There was a farmer had a dog
And Bingo was his name oh,
- - - - , - - - - , - - - -
And Bingo was his name oh.

Blow The Man Down

I'll sing you a song,
a good song of the sea.
Way! Hey! Blow the man down!
And trust that you'll join
in the chorus with me.
Give me some time
to blow the man down.

There was an old skipper,
I don't know his name.
Way! Hey! Blow the man down!
Although he once played
a remarkable game.
Give me some time
to blow the man down.

His ship lay becalmed
in the tropical seas.
Way! Hey! Blow the man down!
He whistled all day,
but in vain, for a breeze.
Give me some time
to blow the man down.
Give me some time
to blow the man down.
Give me some time
to blow the man down.

Bought Me a Cat

Bought me a cat and the cat pleased me,
I fed my cat under yonder tree.
Cat goes fiddle-i-fee.

Bought me a hen and the hen pleased me,
I fed my hen under yonder tree.
Hen goes chimmy-chuck, chimmy-chuck,
Cat goes fiddle-i-fee.

Bought me a duck and the duck pleased me,
I fed my duck under yonder tree.
Duck goes quack, quack,
Hen goes chimmy-chuck, chimmy-chuck,
Cat goes fiddle-i-fee.

Bought me a goose and the goose pleased me
I fed my goose under yonder tree.
Goose goes hissy, hissy,
Duck goes quack, quack,
Hen goes chimmy-chuck, chimmy-chuck,
Cat goes fiddle-i-fee.

Bought me a sheep and the sheep pleased me,
I fed my sheep under yonder tree.
Sheep goes baa, baa,
Goose goes hissy, hissy,
Duck goes quack, quack,
Hen goes chimmy-chuck, chimmy-chuck,
Cat goes fiddle-i-fee.

Bought me a pig and the pig pleased me,
I fed my pig under yonder tree.
Pig goes oink, oink,
Sheep goes baa, baa,
Goose goes hissy, hissy,
Duck goes quack, quack,
Hen goes chimmy-chuck, chimmy-chuck,
Cat goes fiddle-i-fee.

Bought me a cow and the cow pleased me,
I fed my cow under yonder tree.
Cow goes moo, moo,
Pig goes oink, oink,
Sheep goes baa, baa,
Goose goes hissy, hissy,
Duck goes quack, quack,
Hen goes chimmy-chuck, chimmy-chuck,
Cat goes fiddle-i-fee.

Bought me a horse and the horse pleased me,
I fed my horse under yonder tree.
Horse goes neigh, neigh,
Cow goes moo, moo,
Pig goes oink, oink,
Sheep goes baa, baa,
Goose goes hissy, hissy,
Duck goes quack, quack,
Hen goes chimmy-chuck, chimmy-chuck,
Cat goes fiddle-i-fee.

Bought me a dog and the dog pleased me,
I fed my dog under yonder tree.
Dog goes bow-wow, bow-wow,
Horse goes neigh, neigh,
Cow goes moo, moo,
Pig goes oink, oink,
Sheep goes baa, baa,
Goose goes hissy, hissy,
Duck goes quack, quack,
Hen goes chimmy-chuck, chimmy-chuck,
Cat goes fiddle-i-fee.

Brahms Lullaby
(Lullaby and Good Night)

Lullaby, and good night,
With pink roses delight,
With lilies o'erspread,
Is my baby's sweet head.
Lay you down now, and rest,
May your slumber be blessed!
Lay you down now, and rest,
May thy slumber be blessed!

Lullaby, and good night,
You're your mother's delight,
Shining angels beside
My darling abide.
Soft and warm is your bed,
Close your eyes and rest your head.
Soft and warm is your bed,
Close your eyes and rest your head.

Sleepyhead, close your eyes.
Mother's right here beside you.
I'll protect you from harm,
You will wake in my arms.
Guardian angels are near,
So sleep on, with no fear.
Guardian angels are near,
So sleep on, with no fear.

Lullaby, and sleep tight.
Hush! My darling is sleeping,
On his sheets white as cream,
With his head full of dreams.
When the sky's bright with dawn,
He will wake in the morning.
When noontide warms the world,
He will frolic in the sun.

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