Wading
(Battle Hymn of the Republic)
She waded in the water and she got her ankles wet
She waded in the water and she got her ankles wet
She waded in the water and she got her ankles wet
But she didn't get her (clap, clap) wet
Glory, glory, Hallelujah
Glory, glory, Hallelujah
Glory, glory, Hallelujah
She didn't get her (clap, clap) wet, yet
. . . knees . .
. . . thighs . .
She waded in the water and she finally got it wet
She finally got her bathing suit wet
Wait Till the Sun Shines Nellie
Wait 'till the sun shines, Nellie
And the clouds go drifting by
We will be happy, Nellie
Don't you sigh
Down Lover's Lane we'll wander
Sweetheart, you and I
Wait 'till the sun shines, Nellie
Bye and Bye
Wally Archer
Wally Archer, Wally Archer
Do-bi-do-do, do-bi-do-do
Wally Archer, Wally Archer
Do-bi-do-do, do-bi-do-do
Simplest thing there ain't much to it
All you've got to do is do-bi-do-do it
I like the rest but the part I like best goes
Do-bi-do-do-bi-do-do__ ooo ooo
Waltzing Matilda
Once a jolly swagman camped beside a billabong
Under the shade of a coolibah tree
And he sang as he sat and waited while his billy boiled
Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?
Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?
And he sang as he sat and waited while his billy boiled
Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?
Down came a jumpbuck to drink at the billabong
Up jumped the swagman and grabbed him with glee
And he sang as he stowed that jumback in his tuckerbag
Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?
Up came the squatter, mounted on his thoroughbred
Down came the troopers - one, two, three
"Where's that jolly jumpbuck you've got in your tuckerbag?
You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me
Up jumped the swagman and sprang into the billabong
"You'll never take me alive!", said he
And his ghost may be heard as you pass beside that billabong
Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?
Washed Up
(The Yellow Rose of Texas)
Oh, the Yellow Rose of Texas
And the man from Laramie
Invited Davey Crockett to have a cup of tea.
The tea was so delicious they had another cup
And left poor Davey Crockett to do the washing up.
Waterloo
Waterloo Waterloo where will you meet your Waterloo
Every puppy has his stay, everybody has to fade
Everybody has to meet his Waterloo
Now old Adam was the first in history
With an apple he was tempted and deceived
His first fight was elbow made him take a bite
And that's when Napoleon met his Waterloo
Little General Napoleon of France
Tried to conquer the world but lost his pants
Met this beast along his Bonaparte retreat
And that's when Napoleon met his Waterloo
Now a fellar whose darlin' proved untrue
Took her life but he lost his too
Now he's laying where the little birdies sing
And that's where Tom Dooley met his Waterloo
Wayfarer's Grace
For all the glory of the way
For Thy protection, night and day
For roof, tree, fire, and bed and board
For friends and home, we thank Thee, Lord
Way Over the Irish Sea
When I was one, I had just begun
The day I went to sea
I climbed aboard a pirate ship and the captain said to me
"We'll go this way, that way, forward and back
Way over the Irish Sea
A bottle of Coke to soothe my throat
And that's the life for me
Da, da, dum; da, da, dum . .
When I was two, I tied my shoe . .
When I was three, I bumped my knee . .
When I was four, I shut the door . .
When I was five, I was still alive . .
When I was six, I gathered sticks . .
When I was seven, I was almost in heaven . .
When I was eight, I closed the gate . .
When I was nine, I was feeling fine . .
When I was ten, I started over again . .
Suggested motions:
"...climbed aboard..." as if climbing up the side of a ship
"...the captain said..." give salute
"We'll go..." bend at the waist; first left, right, forward, and back
"...over the Irish Sea." make waves with hand
"...bottle of coke..." as if chugging a soft drink
"...to soothe my throat..." touch throat with hand
"...that's the life..." slap knee and raise hand
"...da, da, dum..." step forward, step back
Way up in the sky
Way up in the sky (hands thrown up)
The little birds fly (kentucky fried chicken wings)
While down in the nest ('nest' in crook of elbow - point)
The little birds rest (rest head on hands - 'sleeping')
With a wing on the left ('flap' left arm then bring it behind)
And a wing on the right (same on right)
The little birds sleep
All through the night (same sleeping action)
Shhh! (whispered)
They're SLEEPING! (shouted!)
The bright sun comes up (throw hands up)
The dew falls away (hands go down in stages like rain/dew going)
Good morning! Good morning! (throw hands up at each 'good morning')
the little birds say.
We are Climbing Jacob's Ladder
We are climbing Jacob's ladder; we are climbing Jacob's ladder
We are climbing Jacob's ladder; won't you climb with me
Every rung goes higher, higher; every rung goes higher, higher
Every rung goes higher, higher; won't you climb with me
If you love God, why not serve him; if you love God, why not serve him
If you love God, why not serve him; won't you climb with me
Rise, shine, give God glory . .
Variation
We are climbing Scouting's ladder . .
We're All Together Again
We're all together again, we're here, we're here
We're all together again, we're here, we're here
And who knows when we'll be altogether again
Singing all together again, we're here, we're here
We're Here For Fun
(Auld Lang Syne)
We're here for fun right from the start, so drop your dignity
Just laugh and sing with all your heart, and show your loyalty
May all your troubles be forgot, let this night be the best
Join in the songs we sing tonight, be happy with the rest
What a Grand and Glorious Feeling
What a grand and glorious feeling, glorious feeling
When the bells of peace are ringing, peace are ringing
Peach on earth, peace on earth, peace on earth
What Shall we do with the Drunken Sailor
What shall we do with the drunken sailor
What shall we do with the drunken sailor
What shall we do with the drunken sailor
Early in the morning
Hoo-ray and up she rises
Hoo-ray and up she rises
Hoo-ray and up she rises
Early in the morning
Shake him take him try to wake him . .
Give him lashings with a rope end . .
Bathe his wounds with salty water . .
Sling him in the long boat till he's sober . .
Pull out the plug and wet him all over . .
Put him below until he's sober . .
Get a hose and wet him all over . .
Shave his tummy with a rusty razor . .
Send him up the crow's nest until he falls down . .
Tie him to the taffrail when she's yardarm under . .
That's what we'll do with the drunken sailor . .
Whenever You Make A Promise (Round)
Whenever you make a promise, consider well its importance;
And when made, engrave it upon your heart
When I First Came to this Land
When I first came to this land
I was not a wealthy man
So I got myself a shack
And I did all I could
And I called my shack 'Break my back'
But the land was sweet and good
And I did all I could
When I first came to this land
I was not a wealthy man
So I got myself a cow
And I did all I could
And I called my cow 'No milk now'
And I called my shack 'Break my back'
But the land was sweet and good
And I did all I could
Hen - 'Now and then'
Donkey - 'Horse gone wonky'
Wife - 'Run for your life'
Son - 'My work's done'
When I First Came to this Pack
(When I First Came to this Land)
When I first came to this Pack
some equipment I did lack
So I got myself a book, I did what I could
And I called the book sneak a look
But the kids were pretty good, so I did what I could
Some wood - 'that looks good'
Some string - 'just the thing'
A ball - 'fun for all'
A bat - 'just like that'
Some card - 'they'll work hard'
When I Grow Too Old to Dream
When I grow too old to dream, I'll have you to remember
When I grow too old to dream, your love will live in my heart
So hug me, my friend, and so let us part
And when I grow too old to dream, that hug will live in my heart
When Irish Eyes are Smiling
When Irish eyes are smiling, Sure it's like a morn in spring
In the lilt of Irish laughter, You can hear the angels sing
When Irish hearts are happy, All the world seems bright and gay
And when Irish eyes are smiling, Sure they steal your heart away
When You and I Were Young Maggie
I wandered today to the hill, Maggie
To watch the scene below
The creek and the creaking old mill, Maggie
As we used to long ago
The green grove is gone from the hill, Maggie
Where first the daisies sprung!
The creeking old mill is still, Maggie
Since you and I were young
When You're Smiling
When you're smiling, when you're smiling
The whole world smiles with you
When you're laughing, when you're laughing
The sun comes shining through
But when you're crying, you bring on the rain
So stop your sighing, be happy again
Keep on smiling, 'cause when you're smiling
The whole world smiles with you
Whiffenpoof Song
To the tables down at Morey's
To the place where Louis dwells
To that dear old Temple Bar, we love so well
Sing the Whiffenpoofs assembled
With their glasses raised on high
And the magic of their singing cast a spell
Yes the magic of their singing
Of the songs we love so well
Sing, "A waisting," and "Mauvaureen" and the rest
We'll serenade our Louis
While voice and life shall last
Then we'll pass and be forgotten with the rest
We are poor little lambs
Who have gone astray
Baa, Baa, Baa;
We are little black sheep
Who have gone astray
Baa, Baa, Baa
Gentlemen songsters off on a spree
Doomed from here to eternity
Lord have mercy on such as we
Baa, Baa, Baa
Whispering
Whispering while you cuddle near me
Whispering so no one can hear me
Each little whisper seems to cheer me
I know it's true there's no one dear, but you
You're whispering why you'll never grieve me
Whisper and say that you believe me
Whispering that I love you
White Coral Bells
White coral bells
Upon slender stalk
Lilies-of-the-valley
Deck my garden walk
Oh don't you wish
That you could hear them ring?
But that will only happen
When the fairies sing
Who'll Come A-Scouting
(Waltzing Matilda)
Once a mighty soldier, beloved by his fellow men
Under the shade of the flag of the free
Took some youth and trained them
Taught them to be brave and true
Who'll come a-Scouting, a-Scouting with me
Keep on a-working, never a-shirking
Carry out the rules as you know them to be
And we'll sing as we put our shoulders and our brains to work
Who'll come a-Scouting, a-Scouting with me
Soon the little band grew, swelling to great number
Through other countries, one, two, three
Then around the world it spread, stronger, ever stronger
Who'll come a-Scouting, a-Scouting with me
Keep on praying, keep on saying
If we work hard enough, then we'll stay free
And we'll sing as we put our shoulders and our brains to work
Who'll come a-Scouting, a-Scouting with me
Wild Rover
I've been as wild rover for many the year
And I've spent all my money on whiskey and beer
And now I'm returning with gold in great store
And I never will play the wild rover no more
And It's no, nay, never
No, nay, never no more
Will I play the wild rover
No never no more
I went into an ale house I used to frequent
And I told the landlady my money was spent
I asked her for credit, she answered me "nay
Sure 'tis custom like yours I can get any day"
I took out from my pocket 10 sovereigns bright
And the landlady's eyes opened wide with delight
She said "Sir, I have whiskey and wines of the best
And the words I have spoke they were only in jest"
I'll go home to my parents - confess what I've done
And I'll ask them to pardon their prodigal son
And than they'll caress me as oft times before
And I never will play the wild rover no more
Wings of a Dove
On the wings of a snow white dove
Seasoned with your sweet love
Assigned from above, on the wings of a dove; (wings of a dove)
When troubles surround us, when e-e-vils come
The body grows weak (body grows weak)
The spirit grows numb (spirit grows numb)
When these things beset us, He doesn't forget us
He sends down His love (sends down His love)
On the wings of a dove (wings of a dove)
On the wings of a snow white dove
He sends His pure, sweet love
Assigned from above, ('signed from above)
On the wings of a dove, (wings of a dove)
When Noah had drifted on the floods many days
He searched for land (he searched for land)
In various ways (various ways)
Troubles he had some, but wasn't forgotten
He sent him His love (sent him His love)
On the wings of a dove (wings of a dove)
On the wings of a snow white dove
He sent His pure, sweet love
Assigned from above, on the wings of a dove (wings of a dove)
On the wings of a dove
With My Hand on Myself
With my hand on myself, vas is das here? Touch top of head
Das is mine topnotcher, ya mama dear
Topnotcher, topnotcher, ya mama dear
Dot's vot I learned in der school, boom-boom
To continue, substitute a word from the following list for "topnotcher" and add
to the list each time you sing. Recite in reverse as with the Menu Song.
Sweat brower . .
Eye winker . .
Horn blower . .
Soup strainer . .
Lunch eater . .
Chin chowser . .
Rubbernecker . .
Chest protector . .
Breadbasket . .
Foot stomper . .
Wizz Kings
(We Three Kings)
We three kings of Orient are,
One in a taxi,
One in a car,
One in a scooter,
Blowing his hooter,
Smoking a big cigar.
Woad
(Men of Harlech)
What's the use of wearing braces ?
Vests and pants and boots with laces ?
Spats and hats you buy in places
Down the Brompton Road ?
What's the use of shirts of cotton ?
Studs that always get forgotten ?
These affairs are simply rotten,
Better far is woad.
Woad's the stuff to show men.
Woad to scare your foemen.
Boil it to a brilliant hue
And rub it on your back and your abdomen.
Ancient Briton ne'er did hit on
Anything as good as woad to fit on
Neck or knees or where you sit on.
Tailors you be blowed !!
Romans came across the channel
All dressed up in tin and flannel
Half a pint of woad per man'll
Dress us more than these.
Saxons you can waste your stitches
Building beds for bugs in britches
We have woad to clothe us which is
Not a nest for fleas
Romans keep your armours.
Saxons your pyjamas.
Hairy coats were made for goats,
Gorillas, yaks, retriever dogs and llamas
Tramp up Snowdon with your woad on,
Never mind if you get rained or blowed on
Never want a button sewed on.
Go it Ancient B's !!
Woodpecker's Yell
A man put his finger in a woodpecker's hole
The woodpecker said "Why, bless my soul
Take it out!
Take it out!
REMOVE IT!"
He removed his finger from the woodpecker's hole
The woodpecker said "Why, bless my soul
Put it back!
Put it back!
REPLACE IT!"
He replaced his finger in the woodpecker's hole
The woodpecker said "Why, bless my soul
Turn it round!
Turn it round!
ROTATE IT!"
He rotated his finger in the woodpecker's hole
The woodpecker said "Why, bless my soul
Turn it back!
Turn it back!
REVERSE IT!"
Worms (1)
Nobody likes me, everybody hates me
Think I'll go and eat worms
Long thin skinny ones, short fat juicy ones
See how they wriggle and squirm
Bite their heads off, suck their juice out
Throw their skins away
You should see how well I thrive
On worms three times a day
Worms (2)
Nobody likes me
Everybody hates me!
Iím gonna eat some worms
Chorus (Repeat after each verse)
Long, slim slimey ones
Short, fat juicy ones
Itsy, bitsy, fuzzy, wuzzy worms
First you get a bucket
Then you get a shovel
Oh how they wiggle and squirm
First you pull the heads off
Then you suck th guts out
Oh how they wiggle and squirm
Down goes the first one
Down goes the second one
Oh how they wiggle and squirm
Up comes the first one
Up comes the second one
Oh how they wiggle and squirm
Everybody likes me
Nobody hates me!
Why did I eat those worms?
Chop up their heads and
Squeeze out their juice
And throw their tails away
Nobody knows how I survive
On worms three times a day!
Worms (3)
Nobody likes me, everybody hates me
I'm sitting in the garden eating Wo-o-o-rms
Big fat juicy worms
Slip slap slimy worms
Fuzzy wuzzy wuzzy wuzzy worms
First one was easy
Second one was squeezy
Third one got stuck in my throat
Big fat juicy worms
Slip slap slimy worms
Fuzzy wuzzy wuzzy wuzzy worms
Bite off their heads and
Suck out their guts and
Throw their skins awa-a-a-y
Big fat juicy worms
Slip slap slimy wormsBr
Fuzzy wuzzy wuzzy wuzzy worms!
Worms (4)
Nobody loves me, everybody hates me,
Guess I'll go and eat worms,
Long slim slimy ones, short fat juicy ones,
Itsy bitsy ftlzzy wuzzy worms.
First you cut the heads off, then you suck the guts out
Oh, how they wiggle and squirm,
Long slim slimy ones, short fat juicy ones,
Itsy bitsy ftlzzy wuzzy worms.
Wiggle goes the first one, goosh goes the second one,
Sure don't wanna eat these worms,
Long slim slimy ones, short fat juicy ones,
Itsy bitsy ftlzzy wuzzy worms.
Down goes the first one, down goes the second one
Sure hate the taste of these worms
Long slim slimy ones, short fat juicy ones,
Itsy bitsy ftlzzy wuzzy worms.
Nobody hates me, everybody likes me
Never should've eaten those worms
Long slim slimy ones, short fat juicy ones,
Itsy bitsy ftlzzy wuzzy worms.
Up comes the first one, up comes the second one
Oh, how they squiggle and squirm
Long slim slimy ones, short fat juicy ones,
Itsy bitsy ftlzzy wuzzy worms.
