There was a man. (There was a man). Now please take note. (Now please take note). There was a man. (There was a man). Who had a goat. (Who had a goat).
Went up on the mountain. And I give my horn a blow;. Thought I heard my true love say,. "Yonder comes my beau!". . Bile dat cabbage down. Bake dat hoe-cake brown.
I'm a big grizzly bear. And what do I do?. I curl up and hibernate. The whole winter through.. . When the warm sun in spring. Says "Jump out of bed!".
Daisy, Daisy,. Give me your answer do. I'm half crazy,. All for the love of you. It won't be a stylish marriage. I can't afford a carriage. But you'll look sweet.
There is a flower. Within my heart,. Daisy, Daisy!. Planted one day. By a glancing dart,. Planted by Daisy Bell!. Whether she loves me. Or loves me not,.
Betty Botter bought some butter,. "But," she said, "the butter's bitter;. If I put it in my batter,. It will make my batter bitter;. But a bit of better butter,.
In winter I get up at night,. And dress by yellow candle light.. In summer quite the other way,. I have to go to bed by day,. To go to bed by day,. To go to bed by day..
Beautiful dreamer,. Wake unto me. Starlight and dewdrops. Are awaiting thee. . Sounds of the rude world. Heard in the day. Led by the moonlight. Have all passed away.
Oh, you beautiful bumblebee!. Don't go buzzin' yourself at me!. There's no honey inside my head;. Go and buzz at a flow'r instead.. Oh, you beautiful bumblebee!.
Beanbag, beanbag. Play a game of beanbag!. Toss it first to Laura Lee,. Then to Jenny, then to me.. Beanbag, beanbag,. Play a game of beanbag!.
I know that your powers of retention. Are as wet as a warthog's backside. But thick as you are, pay attention. My words are a matter of pride. . It's clear from your vacant expressions.
Be kind to your web-footed friends,. For a duck may be somebody's mother,. Be kind to your friends in the swamp. Where the weather is always damp,. You may think that this is the end..
Barber, barber shave a pig. How many hairs to make a wig?. Four and twenty, that's enough. To give the barber a pinch of snuff. . Barber you think you're doin' fine.
Fly away, Birdie, oh!. Bring something home. To my Baby-Bo;. Bring her a feather. And bring her a song,. Soothe her with music. The whole day long.
Here is baby's storybook,. (Palms together, like in prayer). . Opening up wide.. ('Open' the book, palms facing upward,. with pinkies touching each other).
One candle for *Baby,. On her (his) birthday cake,. One love pat -- a soft one,. One hug and one shake;. Then one kiss with love. That can never be told,.
Imagine the love. Of a child for his toys,. The love of a bird. For its mate,. Imagine the love. Of a miser for gold,. Then imagine a love. Twice as great..
I'm bringing home a baby bumblebee. Won't my Mommy be so proud of me. (Cup hands together as if holding bee). . I'm bringing home a baby bumblebee. Ouch,it stung me.
Oh, I'm bringing home a baby bumble bee. Won't my mommy be so proud of me. 'Cause I'm bringing home a baby bumble bee --. Buzzy, buzzy, buzzy --. (spoken): OOOOH, it bit me!.
I'm bringing home a baby bumblebee,. Won't my mommy be so proud of me,. (Cup hands together as if holding bee). . I'm bringing home a baby bumblebee,.