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Frog Pond

Lyrics Come neighbors the moon is up, It’s pleasant out here on the bank. Come stick your heads out of the tank And let us before we sup Go kough, kough, kough And let us before we sup Go kough, …

Linstead Market

Info This song is in the Jamaican mento genre (not Calypso) (source). This is about a woman going to market trying to sell her fruit, but having no success. I omitted the verses about the woman’s children going hungry. Lyrics …

Thanksgiving Round

Lyrics Now the farmer sows his field, Its increase soon the ground will yield. Now the fields are bright and green, The yellow corn will soon be seen. Now the reapers’ sickles ring, And harvest home they gladly sing. See …

Em Pom Pee

Lyrics Em pom pee para me para moscas, Em pom pee, para me. Acca dairy, so fairy, Acca dairy, poof poof! These lyrics are nonsense syllables. Motions Formation: Partners facing each other First 2 phrases: Students alternate clapping (each other’s …

Welcome Song

Lyrics I’m so excited on top of the mountain, I feel a joy down in my heart, That’s why I’m singing and dancing, You are welcome with our view of the stars*, You are welcome with our view of the …

Thief

Lyrics Thief, yes thief, that is your name, For you stole my little friend. But I hope to get another, I shall get another friend. La la la la la La la la la la La la la la la …

Sleigh Ride

Lyrics Ting-a-ling-a-ling go the sleigh bells sweet Ting-a-ling-a-ling in the snowy street Here comes a sleigh to take us riding, Merrily along on its runners gliding Stops for a moment in the snow Tumble-umble in and then away we go! …

Albuquerque Turkey

Lyrics Albuquerque is a turkey, And he’s feathered and he’s fine And he wobbles and he gobbles And he’s absolutely mine. He’s the best pet that you can get, Better than a dog or cat, He’s my Albuquerque turkey, And …

As I Came Over Yonders Hill

Lyrics As I came over yonders hill I spied a mighty turkey He flapped his wings and he spread his tail And his feet looked awful dirty Fol-link-a-tidy Fol-de-link-a-tidy-o Fol-link-a-tidy And his feet looked awful dirty See also more songs …

Patapan

Lyrics Willie, bring your little drum Robin bring your flute and come We’ll be joyous as you play Tooralooraloo, pat-a-pat-a-pan We’ll be joyous as you play On a Merry Christmas day! When the men of olden days Gave the King …

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