PLOWING (National 4-H Boys‟ Song)A growing day, and a waking field, And a furrow straight and long,A golden sun and a lifting breeze, And we follow with a song.Sons of the soil are we, Lads of the field and flock,Turning our sods, asking no odds,Where is a life so free?Facing the dawn, brain ruling brawn,Lords of our lands we‟ll be.A guiding tho‟t, and a skillful hand, And a plant‟s young leaf unfurled,A summer‟s sun and summer‟s rain, And we harvest for the world.Sons of the soil are we, Men of the coming years,Turning our sods, asking no odds, Where is a life so free?Facing the dawn, brain ruling brawn,Lords of our lands we‟ll be.DREAMING (National 4-H Girls‟ Song)My home must have a high tree Above its open gate.My home must have a garden Where little dreamings wait.My home must have a wide view Of field and meadow fair,Of distant hill, of open sky, With sunlight everywhere.My home must have a friendship With every happy thing.My home must offer comfort For any sorrowing.And every heart that enters Shall hear its music thereAnd find some simple beauty, That every life may share.My home must have its mother, May I grow sweet and wise.My home must have its father With honor in his eyes.My home must have its children, God grant the parents grace.To keep our home thru all the years, A kindly, happy place. | AS THE BRIGHT FLAMESAs the bright flames ascend to heaven,Oh! God of love and truth,We would in thought with Thee commune,In love and joy and youthThe hills resound with our glad songAnd echo back to TheeOur thanks received for work and health And love and loyalty.LET THE LOWER LIGHTSBrightly beams our Father‟s mercyFrom his lighthouse ever more,But to us he gives the keepingOf the lights along the shore.Let the lower lights be burning!Send a gleam across the wave!Some poor fainting, struggling seamanYou may rescue, you may save.PASS IT ONIt only takes a spark, to get a fire going. And soon all those around can warm up to its glowing. That‟s how it is with God‟s love. Once you‟ve experienced it, you spread His love to everyone. You want to pass it on.What a wondrous time is spring, when all the trees are budding. The birds begin to sing. The flowers start their blooming. That‟s how it is with God‟s love. Once you‟ve experienced it, you want to sing. It‟s fresh like spring. You want to pass it on.I wish for you my friend, this happiness that I‟ve found. You can depend on Him, it matters not where you‟re bound. I‟ll shout it from the mountaintop, I want my world to know; the Lord of love has come to me; I want to pass it on.I‟ll shout it from the mountaintops, I want my world to know; the Lord of love has come to me; I want to pass it on.SIMPLE GIFTSTis a gift to be simple, tis a gift to be free. Tis a gift to come down where we ought to be,and when we find ourselves in the place just right,it will be in the valley of love and delight.When true simplicity is gained, to bow and to bend, we will not be ashamed, to turn and to turn it will be our delight. „Til by turning, turning, we come „round rightTODAY(CHORUS)Today while the blossoms still cling to the vine,I'll taste your strawberries, I'll drink your sweet wine.A million tomorrows shall all pass away,'Ere I forget all the joy that is mine today.I'll be a dandy and I'll be a rover,You'll know who I am by the song that I sing.I'll feast at your table, I'll sleep in your clover,Who cares what tomorrow shall bring.(REPEAT CHORUS)I can't be contented with yesterday's glory,I can't live on promises winter to spring.Today is my moment and now is my glory,I'll laugh and I'll cry and I'll sing!(REPEAT CHORUS)TELL ME WHYTell me why the stars do shine,Tell me why the ivy twines,Tell me why the ocean‟s blue,And I will tell you just why I love you.Because God made the stars to shine,Because God made the ivy twine,Because God made the ocean blue,Because God made you, that‟s why I love you.I only know that God aboveCreated you for me to loveHe picked you out from all the restBecause God made you, I love you best.500 MILESIf you miss the train I‟m on, you will know that I am goneYou can hear the whistle blow 100 miles.100 miles, 100 miles, 100 miles, 100 milesYou can hear the whistle blow 100 miles.Lord I‟m one, Lord I‟m two, Lord I‟m three, Lord I‟m four, Lord I‟m five hundred miles away from home.Away from home, away from home, Away from home, away from home.Lord I‟m five hundred miles away from home.Not a shirt on my back, not a penny to my name,Lord I can‟t go back home this a‟way.This a‟way, this a‟way, this a‟way, this a‟way,Lord I can‟t go back home this a‟way. SWING LOW SWEET CHARIOT(CHORUS)Swing low, sweet chariot,Comin‟ for to carry me home!Swing low, sweet chariot, Comin‟ for to carry me home.I looked over Jordan, an‟ what did I see,Comin‟ for to carry me home!A band of angels comin‟ after me, Comin‟ for to carry me home.(REPEAT CHORUS)If you get there before I do, Comin‟ for to carry me home!Jes‟ tell my friends I‟m a comin‟ too, Comin‟ for to carry me home.(REPEAT CHORUS)I‟m sometimes up an‟ sometimes down,Comin‟ for to carry me home!But still my soul feels heavenly boun‟, Comin‟ for to carry me home.THIS LAND IS YOUR LANDThis land is your land, this land is my land,From California to the New York Island,From the redwood forest to the Gulf Stream waters,This land was made for you and me.As I was walking along that highway,I saw above me an endless skyway,I saw below me those golden valleys,This land was made for you and me.I roamed and rambled, and I followed by footstepsTo the sparkling sands of her diamond desert,And all around me a voice was singingThis land was made for you and me.THIS TIME WE SHARE(audience repeats after leader)This time we share, will always be, A part of you, a part of meSo take my hand, and be my friendForever now, so shall it beTogether: So shall it beLINGER-mm - I want to linger,Hm-mm --a little longer,Hm-mm --a little longer here with you.Hm-mm --it's such a perfect night,Hm-mm --it doesn't seem quite rightHm-mm --that this should be my last with you.Hm-mm --and come September,Hm-mm --I will remember,Hm-mm --our camping days and friendships true,Hm-mm --and as the years go by,Hm-mm --I'll think of you insideHm-mm --this is goodnight and not goodbyeThis is goodnight and not goodbye.Hm-mm - I want to linger,Hm-mm --a little longer,Hm-mm --a little longer here with you.Hm-mm --it's such a perfect night,Hm-mm --it doesn't seem quite rightHm-mm --that this should be my last with you.Hm-mm --and come September,Hm-mm --I will remember,Hm-mm --our camping days and friendships true,Hm-mm --and as the years go by,Hm-mm --I'll think of you insideHm-mm --this is goodnight and not goodbyeThis is goodnight and not goodbye. | LITTLE RED WAGONYou can‟t ride in my little red wagonBack seat‟s brokenAnd the axel‟s draggingCHUG!...CHUG!…CHUG!SECOND VERSE, SAME AS THE FIRSTA WHOLE LOT LOUDER AND A WHOLE LOT WORSE!ALLIGATOR SONG(CHORUS)Alligator, alligatorThe alligator is my friend, he can be your friend tooThe alligator is my friend, he never sings the bluesI‟d rather have him as my friend, than wear him for my shoes(REPEAT CHORUS)The alligator is my friend, he likes to wink and flirtI‟d rather have him as my friend, than wear him on my shirt(REPEAT CHORUS)An alligator ate my friend, he can eat your friend tooBut what you gotta understand, is he needs dinner too(REPEAT CHORUS)RATLIN’ BOG(CHORUS)Hey, ho! the Ratlin Bog, the bog down in the Valley-o,Hey, ho! the Ratlin bog, the bog down in the valley-oNow in that Bog, there was a hole, a rare hole, a ratlin holeAnd the hole's in the bog and the bog's down in the valley-o(REPEAT CHORUS)Now in this hole there was a tree, a rare tree, a ratlin treeAnd the tree's in the hole, and the hole's in the bog, and the bog's down in the valley-o(REPEAT CHORUS)(Keep going in this pattern adding on the following words: limb, branch, twig, leaf, nest, bird, fly, flea)Every Little CellI‟m so glad every little cell, in my body is happy and wellI‟m so glad every little cell, in my body is happy and wellEvery little cell is happy and well, every little cell is happy and well;Every little cell is happy and well,every little cell is happy and well(Repeat many times with the last verse gradually getting very soft and the first verse remaining as loud as when sung the first time.)BOOM-CHICK-A-BOOM(audience repeats after leader)I said a boom chick-a boomI said a boom chick-a boomI said a boom chick-a rock-a chick-a rock-a chick-a boomUh-huhOh yeahOne more time_______ style (Janitor, Valley Girl, Underwater, 4-H, etc.) TARZAN(Audience repeats after leader)Tarzan! Swinging from a rubber bandTarzan! Fell into a frying panNow Tarzan has a tanJane! Flying in her airplane.Jane! Fell into a freeway laneNow Jane has a pain, and Tarzan has a tanCheetah! Rockin‟ to the beat-aCheetah! Got caught by an amoebaNow Cheetah is Velveeta, and Jane has a pain, and Tarzan has a tan, and our story has an end.GRAY SQUIRRELGray Squirrel, Gray Squirrel, swish your bushy tailGray Squirrel, Gray Squirrel, swish your bushy tailCrinkle up your little nose, shove it down between your toesGray Squirrel, Gray Squirrel, swish your bushy tailLITTLE SKUNKOh, I stuck my head in a little skunk‟s holeAnd the little skunk said well bless my soulTake it out (clap clap), take it out (clap clap), remove it!Well, I didn‟t take it out and the little skunk saidIf you don't take it out you will wish you were deadTake it out (clap clap), take it out (clap clap), remove it!Well, I didn‟t take it out and the little skunk said,Psssssssssssssss! I removed it! Confidentially, it stunk!MY BONNIE LIES OVER THE OCEANMy Bonnie lies over the ocean, My Bonnie lies over the sea,My Bonnie lies over the ocean, So bring back my Bonnie to meBring back, bring back, Bring back my Bonnie to me, to meOh, blow ye winds over the ocean, Oh, blow ye winds over the seaOh, blow ye winds over the ocean, And bring back my Bonnie to meBring back, bring back, Bring back my Bonnie to meIF I HAD A HAMMER (slow or fast)If I had a hammer*, I‟d hammer in the morningI‟d hammer in the evening, all over this landI‟d hammer out danger, I‟d hammer out a warningI‟d hammer out love between my brothers and my sistersAll over this land2. bell - ring3. song - singWell I got a hammer, and I‟ve got a bellAnd I‟ve got a song all over this landIt‟s the hammer of justice, It‟s the bell of freedom,It‟s the song about love between my brothers and sistersAll over this land.PRINCESS PATThe princess Pat, lived in a treeShe sailed across, the seven seasShe sailed across, the channel tooAnd she took with her, a Rigabamboo(CHORUS)A Rigabamboo, now what is that?It‟s something made, by the Princess PatIt‟s red and gold, and purple tooThat‟s why it‟s called, a RigabambooNow Captain Jack, had a mighty fine crewHe sailed across, the channel tooBut his ship sank, and ;yours will tooIf you don‟t take, a Rigabamboo(REPEAT CHORUS)GEORGIE(CHORUS)Every morning at half past eight, I go ouee-ouee-ou to Georgie.And every morning at half past eight, He goes ouee-ouee-ou to me.No need to knock, no need to ring, as I rub my eyes,I open the window, stick out my head,And go ouee-ouee-ou to Georgie.(REPEAT CHORUS)No need to knock, no need to ring, as I rub my eyes,I open the window, stick out my head,Down comes the window, off goes my head,No more ouee-ouee-ou to Georgie.HILLBILLY WILLWhen my Hillbilly Will comes a ridin' round the hill,How I love my Hillbilly Will (yee-haw)When he kisses my cheek I could sleep for a week*How I love my Hillbilly WillHillbilly Will (Hillbilly Jill),Hillbilly Will (Hillbilly Jill),How I love my Hillbilly Will (yee-haw)When he kisses my cheek I could sleep for a week.*How I love my Hillbilly Will.*Kisses my ear - sleep for a year*Kisses my nose - I can feel it in my toes*Kisses my lips - I can feel it in my hips*Kisses my eyes - I can feel it in my thighs*Kisses my hand - I say golly what a man*Kisses my hair - I can feel it everywhere |
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