It’s A Small World

It’s a world of laugher, a world of tears;

It’s a world of hopes and a world of fears.

There’s so much that we share that it’s time we’re aware.

It’s a small world after all.

There is just one moon and one golden sun

And a smile means friend to every one.

Though the mountains divede and the oceans are wide,

It’s a small world after all.

Do-Re-Mi

Doe a deer. A female deer,

Ray a drop of golden sun,

Me a name I call myself,

Fa’ a long, long way to run.

Sew a needle pulling thread,

La a note to follow sew,

Tea a drink with jam and bread

That will bring us back to do!

When you know the notes to sing,

You can sing most any thing.

A Lemon Tree

I’m sitting here in the boring room

Its just another rainy some afternoon.

I’m wasting my time. I’ve got nothing to do.

I’m wasting around. I’m waiting for you.

But nothing ever happens and I wonder…

I’m driving around in my car.

I’m driving too fast, I’m driving too far.

I’d like to change my point of view.

I feel so lonely, I’m waiting for you.

But nothing ever happens and I wonder…

I wonder how? I wonder why?

Yesterday you told me about the blue, blue sky.

And all that I can see

Is just a yellow lemon tree.

I’m turning my head up and down.

I’m turning, turning, turning, turning around

And all that I can see

Is just  another lemon tree.

I’m sitting here, I’m mr. Power.

I’d like to go out and take in a show

But there’s a heavy cloud inside my head,

I feel so tired, put myself  into bed

Well, nothing ever happens and I wonder.

I solation is not good for me.

I solation, I don’t want to sit on the lemon tree.

I’m stepping around in a desert of joy.

Baby, any how, I’ll get another toy.

And everything will happen

And  you wonder.

I wonder how? I wonder why?

Yesterday you told me about the blue, blue sky.

And all that I can see

Is just a yellow lemon tree.

I’m turning my head up and down.

I’m turning, turning, turning, turning around

And all that I can see

Is just  another lemon tree.

London Bridge

London Bridge is falling down,

Falling down, falling down.

London bridge is falling down,

My fair lady.

Build it up with iron bars,

Iron bars, iron bars.

Build it up with iron bars,

My fair lady.

Iron bars will bend and break,

Bend and break, bend and break.

Iron bars will bend and break,

My fair lady.

Build it up with silver and gold,

Silver and gold, silver and gold.

Build it up with silver and gold,

My fair lady.

Silver and gold are much too dear,

Much too dear, much too dear.

Silver and gold are much too dear,

My fair lady.

Build it up with sticks and stones,

Sticks and stones, sticks and stones.

Build it up with sticks and stones,

My fair lady.

Sticks and stones will  wash away,

Wash away, wash away.

Sticks and stones will  wash away,

My fair lady.

“Old MacDonald”.

Old MacDonald had a farm,

Ee - i – Ee – i – Oh,

And on his farm he had some chicks,

Ee - i – Ee – i – Oh,

With a chick, chick here,

And a chick, chick there,

Here a chick, there a chick,

Everywhere a chick, chick.

Old MacDonald had a farm,

Ee - i – Ee – i – Oh

Old MacDonald had a farm,

Ee - i – Ee – i – Oh,

And on his farm he had some ducks,

Ee - i – Ee – i – Oh,

With a quack, quack here,

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And a quack, quack there,

Here a quack, there a quack,

Everywhere a quack, quack.

Сhick, chick here

And a chick, chick there,

Here a chick, there a chick,

Everywhere a chick, chick.

Old MacDonald had a farm,

Ee - i – Ee – i – Oh.

Old MacDonald had a farm,

Ee - i – Ee – i – Oh,

And on his farm he had some pigs,

Ee - i – Ee – i – Oh,

With a hoink, hoink here,

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And a hoink, hoink there,

Here a hoink, there a hoink,

Everywhere a hoink, hoink.

quack, quack here,

And a quack, quack there,

Here a quack, there a quack,

Everywhere a quack, quack.

chick, chick here

And a chick, chick there,

Here a chick, there a chick,

Everywhere a chick, chick.

Old MacDonald had a farm,

Ee - i – Ee – i – Oh.

Ee - i – Ee – i – Oh,

And on his farm he had some cows,

Ee - i – Ee – i – Oh,

With a moo, moo here,

And a moo, moo there,

Here a cow, there a cow,

Everywhere a moo, moo,

quack, quack here,

And a quack, quack there,

Here a quack, there a quack,

Everywhere a quack, quack.

chick, chick here

And a chick, chick there,

Here a chick, there a chick,

Everywhere a chick, chick.

Old MacDonald had a farm,

Ee - i – Ee – i – Oh.

Turn, Turn, Turn

By the Byrds

Based on text Ecclesiostes 3

The Bible

Chorus:

To everything, turn, turn, turn,

There is a season, turn, turn, turn

And a time to every  purpose under heaven.

A time to be born, a time to die

A time to plant, a time to reap

A time to kill, a time to heal

A time to laugh, a time to weep.

Chorus…

A time to build up, a time to break down

A time to dance, a time to mourn

A time to cast away stones, a time to gather

stones together.

Chorus…

A time of love, a time of hate

A time of war, a time of peace

A time you may embrace,

A time to refrain from embracing

Chorus…

A time to gain, a time to lose

A time to tear, a time to sew

A time for love, a time for hate

A time for peace, I swear, it’s not too late.

On the Road Again

                               By Willie Nelson

On the road again,

Just can’t wait to get on the road again,

Life I love is makin’ music with my friends

And I can’t wait to get on the road again.

On the road again,

Going places that I’ve never been

Seeing things that I may never see again

I can’t wait to get on the road again.

On the road again,

Like a band of gypsies we go down the highway

We’re the best of friends

Insisting that the world keep turning our way

And our way

Is on the road again.

Just can’t wait to get on the road again

Life I love is making music with my friends

And I can’t wait to get on the road again.

Raindrop Keep Fallin’ On My Head

                                                               By BJ Thomas

Raindrops are fallin’ on my head,

And  just like the guy whose feat are too big for his bed,

Nothing seems to fit.

Those raindrops are fallin’ on my head,

They keep falling.

So I just did me some talkin’ to the sun

And I said I didn’t like the way he

Those raindrops are falling’ on my head,

They keep fallin’.

But there’s one thing I know,

«The Blues» they sent to meet me

Won’t defeat me,

It won’t be long till happiness

Steps up to greet me.

Those raindrops keep fallin’ on my head,

But that doesn’t mean my eyes will soon be turnin’ red

Crying not for me ‘cus I’m never gonna

Stop the rain by complaining

Because I’m free,

                               nothing’s worrying me.

 Eternal Flame

                               By the Bangles

Close your eyes, give me your hand, darling,

Do you feel my heart beating?

Do you understand? Do you feel the same?

Or am I only dreaming?

Is this burning an eternal flame?

I believe, it’s meant to be, darling,

I watch you when you are sleeping,

You belong with me.

Do you feel the same?

Or am I only dreaming?

Or is this burning an eternal flame?

Say my name, sun shines through the rain.

My whole life so lonely,

You come and easy the pain

I don’t want to lose this feeling.

Blowing In the Wind

                                               By Bob Dylan

How many roads must a man walk down

Before they call him a man?

How many seas must the white dove sail

Before she sleeps in the sand?

How many times must the cannon balls fly

Before they’re forever banned?

Chorus:

The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind?

The answer is blowing in the wind.

How many years can a mountain exist

Before they’re allowed to be free?

How many times can a man turn his head

And pretend that he just doesn’t see?

How many times can a man look up

Before he sees the sky?

How many ears must one person have

Before he can hear people cry?

How many deaths will it take till he knows

That too many people have died?