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Carrot Stew

Whenever we have a friend for lunch,
There’s just one thing to do.
We pick some berries and catch a fish.
And make a carrot stew.
CHORUS
Carrot stew, carrot stew! It’s our favorite thing to do.
Get a pot and a carrot to tow, and cook up a carrot stew.
Nothing makes our tummies so full and keeps us happy too.
As a great big pot or a little bitty bow!
Or a spoonful of carrot stew.
So when you come to our little house.
Bring a carrot if you have a few.
Well put it in a pot’ til it’s nice and hot.
And make some carrot stew.

Old Blue

I had an old dog and his name was blue.
Bet you five dollars he’s a good dog, too.
I had an old dog and his name was blue.
I bet you five dollars he’s a good dog, too.
CHORUS
I’m saying, yah-hah, Blue, you good dog, you.
I’m a singing yah-hah, Blue, oh, yeah, you good dog, you.
Well, Old Blue comes when I blow my horn.
Old Blue comes when I blow my horn.
Blue comes running through the yellow corn.
Old blue comes when I blow my horn
Late in the year of ’93, I got pinned ‘neath a fallen tree.
Old Blue turned, ran straight to town, came right back with old Doc Brown.
I remember when Blue and I roamed the hills beneath the sky!
One day my old blue died, like a child. I knelt and cried.
Well, when I get to Heaven, First thing I’ll do,
Grab my horn and call for Blue.
When I get to Heaven, first thing I’ll do.
Grab my horn and blow for Blue.

Swanee River

Way down upon the swanee river, far, far, away.
There’s where my heart is turning ever there’s where the old folks stay.
All up and down the whole creation, sadly I roam.
Still longing for the old plantation and for the old folks at home.
All the world is sad and dreary, everywhere I roam.
Oh, lady, how my heart grows weary, far from the old folks at home.
One little hut among the bushes, one that I love.
Still sadly to my memory rushes, no matter where I love.
When will I see the bees a-hummin’ all round the comb?
When will I hear the banjo strummin’ down in my good old home?
All the world is sad and dreary, everywhere I roam.
Oh, lady, how my heart grows weary, far from the old folks at home.

There was and old lady

There was an old lady who swallowed a fly.
I don’t know why she swallowed a fly.
Perhaps she’ll die.
There was an old lady who swallowed a spider.
That wiggled and wriggled and jiggled inside her.
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly.
I don’t know why she swallowed a fly.
Perhaps she’ll die.
There was an old lady who swallowed a bird.
Now, how absurd! To swallow a bird!
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly.
That wiggled and wriggled and jiggled inside her.
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly.
I don’t know why she swallowed a fly.
Perhaps she’ll die
There was an old lady who swallowed a cat.
Imagine that! She swallowed a cat!
She swallowed the cat to catch the bird.
Swallowed the bird to catch the spider.
That wiggled and wriggled and jiggled inside her.
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly.
I don’t know why she swallowed a fly.
Perhaps she’ll die
There was an old lady who swallowed a dog.
My, what a hog! To swallowed a dog!
She swallowed the dog to catch the cat.
She swallowed the cat to catch the bird.
Swallowed the bird to catch the spider.
That wiggled and wriggled and jiggled inside her.
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly.
I don’t know why she swallowed a fly.
Perhaps she’ll die
There was an old lady who swallowed a goat.
Just opened her throat, and swallowed a goat
She swallowed the goat to catch the dog..
She swallowed the dog to catch the cat.
She swallowed the cat to catch the bird.
Swallowed the bird to catch the spider.
That wiggled and wriggled and jiggled inside her.
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly.
I don’t know why she swallowed a fly.
Perhaps she’ll die
There was an old lady who swallowed a cow.
I don’t know how, but she swallowed a cow!
She swallowed the cow to catch the goat
She swallowed the goat to catch the dog..
She swallowed the dog to catch the cat.
She swallowed the cat to catch the bird.
Swallowed the bird to catch the spider.
That wiggled and wriggled and jiggled inside her.
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly.
I don’t know why she swallowed a fly.
Perhaps she’ll die
There was an old lady who swallowed a horse.
She died, of course

Thumbelina

Once there was a maiden, so beautiful and kind.
She was the smallest maiden fair that you could ever find.
She was sweet and she was gentle, and she loved the simple way.
At night she slept in a walnut shell, she sailed on a flower all day.
CHOURS
Tiny Thumbelina, you could fit into my hand.
I hope you find a happy place, in a sunny fairyland.
Somewhere there’s tiny prince, he’s handsome good and kind.
He is just the prince that Thumbelina wants to find
He’s strong and he is gentle and he loves the simple way.
He and Thumbelina will be happy all their days.