DAN CROW SING-A-LING WITH FRIENDS LYRICS
POP GOES THE WEASEL
OH, SUSANNA
YANKEE DOODLE
THE WHEELS ON THE BUS
I’VE BEEN WORKIN’ ON THE RAILROAD
THE OLD CHISHOLM TRAIL
CRAWDAD
THIS OLD MAN
BUFFALO GALS
MAMA DON’T ‘LOW
SHE’LL BE COMING ROUND THE MOUNTAIN
SKIP TO MY LOU
POLLY WOLLY DOODLE
OLD MACDONALD HAD A FARM
TALK LIKE A PIRATE DAY
All around the mulberry bush
The monkey chased the weasel
The monkey thought ’twas all in fun
Pop! Goes the weasel
I’ve no time to wait and sigh
No patience to wait till by and by
So kiss me quick, I’m off goodbye
Pop! Goes the weasel
A nickel for a spool of thread
A penny for a needle
That’s the way the money goes
Pop! Goes the weasel
You may try to sew and sew
And never make something regal
So roll it up and let it go
Pop! Goes the weasel
My son and I went to the fair
Where there were lots of people
We spent a lot of money I swear
Pop! Goes the weasel
I got sick from all the sun
My sonny boy got the measles
But still we had a lot of fun
Pop! Goes the weasel
I went up and down the coast
To find a golden eagle
I climbed the rocks and thought I was close
Pop! Goes the weasel
But alas I lost my way
Saw nothing but just a sea gull
I tore my pants, it ruined the day
Pop! Goes the weasel
I went to the grocery store
To buy a little cheese’ll
Enough to catch a mouse on the floor
Pop! Goes the weasel
But the mouse was very smart
He wasn’t a mouse to wheedle
He took the cheese and said “Goodnight”
Pop! Goes the weasel
All around the mulberry bush
The monkey chased the weasel
The monkey thought ’twas all in fun
Pop! Goes the weasel
I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee
I’m goin’ to Lou’siana, my true love for to see
It rained all night the day I left, the weather it was dry
The sun so hot I froze my nose, Susanna don’t you cry
Oh, Susanna don’t you cry for me
I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee
I had a dream the other night,
When everything was still
I dreamed I saw Susanna
A-coming down the hill
A red red rose was in her cheek
A tear was in her eye
I said to her, Susanna girl,
Susanna don’t you cry
Oh, Susanna don’t you cry for me
I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee
Yankee Doodle went to town
A-riding on a pony
Stuck a feather in his hat
And called it macaroni
Chorus
Yankee Doodle keep it up
Yankee Doodle dandy
Mind the music and the step
And with this song be handy
Father and I went down to camp
Along with Captain Gooding
And there we saw the men and boys
As thick as hasty pudding
Chorus
I saw General Washington
Upon a slapping stallion
Giving orders to his men
I guess there was a million
Chorus
Yankee Doodle went to town
A-riding on a pony
Stuck a feather in his hat
and called it Macaroni
Chorus twice and out
The wheels on the bus go round and round
Round and round, round and round
The wheels on the bus go round and round
All through the town
The people on the bus go up and down
Up and down, up and down
The people on the bus go up and down
All through the town
The horn on the bus goes beep beep beep
Beep beep beep, beep beep beep
The horn on the bus goes beep beep beep
All through the town
The wipers on the bus go swish swish swish
Swish swish swish, swish swish swish
The wipers on the bus go swish swish swish
All through the town
The motor on the bus goes zoom zoom zoom
Zoom zoom zoom, zoom zoom zoom
All through the town
The babies on the bus go wah wah wah
Wah wah wah, wah wah wah
The babies on the bus go wah wah wah
All through the town
The parents on the bus go shush shush shush
Shush shush shush, shush shush shush
The parents on the bus go shush shush shush
All through the town
Oh the wheels on the bus go round and round
Round and round, round and round
Oh the wheels on the bus go round and round
All through the town
I’VE BEEN WORKIN’ ON THE RAILROAD
I’ve been workin’ on the railroad, all the live long day
I’ve been workin’ on the railroad, just to pass the time away
Can’t you hear the whistle blowin’, risin’ up so early in the morn
Can’t you hear the captain shoutin’, Dinah won’t you blow your horn
Dinah won’t you blow, Dinah won’t you blow
Dinah won’t you blow your horn
Dinah won’t you blow, Dinah won’t you blow
Dinah won’t you blow your horn
Someone’s in the kitchen with Dinah
Someone’s in the kitchen I know
Someone’s in the kitchen with Dinah
Strummin’ on the old banjo
They’re singing
Fee fi fiddle-i-o, fee, fie fiddle-i-o-o
Fee fi fiddle-i-o strummin’ on the old banjo
Well come along boys and listen to my tale
I’ll tell about the my troubles on the Old Chisholm Trail
Come a ti-yi yippee, yippee-yeah, yippee-yeah
Come a ti-yi yippee, yippee-yeah
Now a ten dollar horse and a forty dollar saddle
I’m a going to punching Texas cattle
‘Twas early in the morning October 23
I started up the trail with the 2-U herd
I woke up in the morning on the Old Chisholm Trail
A rope in my hand and cow by the tail
A-roping and a-tying and a-branding all day
I’m working mighty hard for mighty little pay
My feet in the stirrups and my rope by my side
Show me horse that I can’t ride
I went to the boss to draw my roll
He figured me out nine dollars in the hole
With my feet in the stirrup and my seat in the sky
I’ll quit punching cattle in the sweet bye and bye
You get a line and I’ll get a pole, honey
You get a line and I’ll get a pole, babe
You get a line and I’ll get a pole
And we’ll go down to the crawdad hole
Honey sugar baby mine
Along came a man with a sack on his back, honey
Along came a man with a sack on his back, babe
Along came a man with a sack on his back
Packin’ all the crawdads he could pack
Honey sugar baby mine
What you gonna do when the lake goes dry, honey
What you gonna do when the lake goes dry, babe
What you gonna do when the lake goes dry
Sit on the bank and watch the crawdads cry
Honey suger baby mine
What you gonna do when the crawdads cry, honey
What you gonna do when the crawdads cry, babe
What you gonna do when the crawdads cry
Sit on the bank and say my oh my
Honey sugar baby mine
I heard the duck say to drake, honey
I heard the duck say to drake, babe
I heard the duck say to drake
Ain’t no crawdads in this lake
Honey sugar baby mine
This old man, he played one
He played knick knack on my thumb
With a knick knack paddy wack
Give the dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
This old man, he played two
He played knick knack on my shoe, etc.
This old man, he played three
He played knick knack on my knee, etc.
This old man, he played four
He played knick knack on my door, etc.
This old man, he played five
He played knick knack on my hide, etc.
This old man, he played six
He played knick knack on my sticks, etc.
This old man, he played seven
He played knick knack up in heaven, etc.
This old man, he played eight
He played knick knack on my gate etc.
This old man, he played nine
He played knick knack on my spine, etc.
This old man, he played ten
He played knick knack all over again, etc.
As I was walking down the street
Down the street, down the street
A pretty little gal I chanced to meet
And we danced by the light of the moon
Chorus
Buffalo gals won’t you come out tonight
Come out tonight, come out tonight
Buffalo gals won’t you come out tonight
And we’ll dance by the light of the moon
I danced with the gal with the hole in her stockin’
And her knees were a knockin’ and her toes were a rockin’
I danced with the gal with the hole in her stockin’
And we danced by the light of the moon
Chorus twice and out
Mama don’t ‘low no mandolin playing round here
Mama don’t ‘low no mandolin playing round here
We don’t care what mama don’t ‘low
Gonna play that mandolin anyhow
Mama don’t ‘low not mandolin playing round here
Mama don’t ‘low no banjo playing round here, etc.
Mama don’t ‘low no humazoo playing round here, etc.
Mama don’t low no dobro playing round here, etc.
Mama don’t ‘low no singing round here
Mama don’t ‘low no singing round here
We don’t care what mama don’t ‘low
Gonna sing our hearts out anyhow
Mama don’t ‘low no singing round here
Mama don’t ‘low no song ending round here
Mama don’t ‘low no song ending round here
We don’t care what mama don’t ‘low
Gonna end this song anyhow
SHE’LL BE COMING ROUND THE MOUNTAIN
She’ll be coming round the mountain when she comes
She’ll be coming round the mountain when she comes
She’ll be coming round the mountain
She’ll be coming round the mountain
She’ll be coming round the mountain when she comes
Oh, we’ll all go out to meet her when she comes
Oh, we’ll all go out to greet her when she comes
Oh, we’ll all go out to meet her
We’ll all go out to greet her
Yes, we’ll all go out to meet her when she comes
She’ll be breathing smoke and fire when she comes, etc.
We’ll all have chicken and dumplings when she comes, etc.
She’ll be coming round the mountain when she comes, twice and out
Flies in the buttermilk two by two
Flies in the buttermilk two by two
Flies in the buttermilk two by two
Skip to my Lou my darling
Chorus
Lou Lou skip to my Lou
Lou Lou skip to my Lou
Lou Lou skip to my Lou
Skip to my Lou my darling
Little red wagon painted blue, etc,
Chorus
Flies in the sugar bowl shoo shoo shoo. Etc
Chorus
Everybody come and sing with us, etc.
Chorus twice and out
Oh I went down South for to see my Sal
Singing Polly Wolly Doodle all the day
My Sal she is a spunky gal
Singing Polly Wolly Doodle all the day
Chorus
Fare thee well, fare thee well
Fare the well my fairy fay
I’m going to Lou’siana for to see my Susianna
Singing Polly Wolly Doodle all the day
Oh my Sal she is a maiden fair
Singing Polly Wolly Doodle all the day
With curly eyes and laughing hair
Singing Polly Wolly Doodle all the day
Chorus
Repeat first verse
Chorus twice and out
Old MacDonald had a farm
e-i-e-i-o
and on this farm he had a duck
e-i-e-i-o
With a quack quack here and a quack quack there
Here a quack there a quack everywhere a quack quack
Old MacDonald had a farm
e-i-e-i-o
Dog, etc.
Cow, ctc.
Pig, etc.
Elephant, etc.
Now it comes every fall
When you hear the pirates call
It’s the day that they all say
Aaaarr Matey!
It’s ahoy and avast
They’re a bunch of scurvy rats
It’s a day that they all say
Aaaarr Matey!
Chorus
It’s talk like a pirate
The 19th of September is
Talk like a pirate
A date you should remember is
Talk like a pirate
The 19th of September is
Talk Like a Pirate Day
Jolly Roger’s in a squall
And you might get keelhauled
It’s a day that they all say
Aaarr Matey!
And it’s where the anchor sank
That they make you walk the plank
It’s a day that they all say
Aaarr Matey1
Chorus and out
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