The grandfather's clock

Songs for Kids

D3 - 01

Lavender’s blue, dilly, dilly

Lavender’s green.

When I am king, dilly, dilly

You shall be queen.

Call up your men, dilly, dilly;
Set them to work.
Some to the plough, dilly dilly;
Some to the fork.

Some to make hay, dilly dilly;
Some to cut corn.
Whilst you and I, dilly dilly;
Keep ourselves warm.

Lavender’s blue, dilly, dilly

Lavender’s green.

When I am king, dilly, dilly

You shall be queen.

D3 - 02

My Bonnie lies over the ocean,

My Bonnie lies over the sea.

My Bonnie lies over the ocean,

So bring back my Bonnie to me.

Bring back,

Bring back,

Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me, to me.

Bring back, Bring back,

Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me.

D3 - 03

London’s burning,

London’s burning.

Fetch the engines,

Fetch the engines;

Fire, fire!

Fire, fire!

Pour on water,

Pour on water.

D3 - 04

Five green bottles hanging on the wall.

Five green bottles hanging on the wall.

And if one green bottle should accident’ly fall,

There'll be four green bottles hanging on the wall.

Then:

Four green bottles........

Three green bottles............

Two green bottles..................

One green bottle hanging on the wall.

One green bottle hanging on the wall.

And if one green bottle should accident’ly fall,

There’ll be no green bottles hanging on the wall.

D3 - 05

On top of Old Smokey,

All covered with snow,

I lost my true lover,

A-courting too slow.

A-courting's a pleasure,

And parting, the grief,

A false-hearted lover,

Is worse than a thief.

She'll hug you and kiss you,

And tell you more lies,

Than crossties on a railroad,

Or stars in the sky.

On top of Old Smokey,

All covered with snow,

I lost my true lover,

For courting too slow.

D3 - 06

Mary had a little lamb,

Little lamb, little lamb,

Mary had a little lamb,

Its fleece was white as snow

And everywhere that Mary went,

Mary went, Mary went,

And everywhere that Mary went

The lamb was sure to go.

It followed her to school one day

School one day, school one day

It followed her to school one day

Which was against the rules.

It made the children laugh and play,

Laugh and play, laugh and play,

It made the children laugh and play

To see a lamb at school.

D3 - 07

Ride a Cock-horse

To Banbury Cross,

To see a fine lady

Upon a white horse,

With rings on her fingers,

And bells on her toes,

She shall have music

Wherever she goes.

D3 - 08

To market, to market.

To buy a fat pig,

Home again, home again,

Jiggety-jig,

To market, to market,

To buy a fat hog,

Home again, home again,

Jiggety-jog.

To market, to market,

To buy a plum cake,

Home again, home again

Market is late.

To market, to market,

To buy a plum bun,

Home again, home again

Market is done.

D3 - 09

There was a crooked man
Who walked a crooked mile.
He found a crooked sixpence
Against a crooked stile.

He bought a crooked cat,
Which caught a crooked mouse,
And they all lived together
In a little crooked house.

D3 - 10

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.

Don't you hear the whistle blowing?

Rise up early in the morn.

Don't you hear the captain shouting

"Dinah, 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?

D3 - 11

'Twas on a Monday morning
That I beheld my darling.
She looked so neat and nimble, O,
In ev'ry high degree.
She looked so neat and nimble, O,
Ironing off the linen, O,
Dashing away with the smoothing iron,
Dashing away with the smoothing iron,
She stole my heart away.

D3 - 12

One man went to mow,

Went to mow a meadow;

One man and his dog

Went to mow a meadow.

Two men went to mow,

Went to mow a meadow;

Two men, one man and his dog

Went to mow a meadow.

Three men went to mow,

Went to mow a meadow;

Three men, two men, one man and his dog

Went to mow a meadow.

… … …

D3 - 13

The grandfather's clock

Was too tall for the shelf,

So it stood ninety years on the floor;

It was taller by half

Than the old man himself,

But it didn’t weigh a pennyweight more.

Ninety years without slumbering,

Tick, tock, tick, tock,

His life seconds numbering,

Tick, tock, tick, tock,

But it stopped short

Never to go again,

When the old man died.

It was bought on the morn

Of the day that he was born,

It was always his treasure and pride;

But it stopped short

Never to go again,

When the old man died.

Yes, it stopped short

Never to go again,

When the old man died.

D3 - 14

The north wind doth blow,

And we shall have snow.

And what will poor Robin do then,

Poor thing.

He'll sit in a barn

And keep himself warm.

And hide his head under his wing,

Poor thing.

D3 - 15

Bobby Shaftoe gone to sea,

Silver buckles on his knee.

He'll come back and mar-ry me,

Bon-ny Bob-by Shaftoe!

Bob-by Shaftoe's fine and fair,

Combing down his yel-low hair.

He's the one I really care for,

Bon-ny Bob-by Shaftoe!

D3 - 16

Here we go luby loo,

Here we go luby lie,

Here we go luby loo

All on a Saturday night.

I put my right hand in,

I take my right hand out,

I give my hand a shake, shake,

And turn myself about

Here we go luby loo,

Here we go luby lie,

Here we go luby loo

All on a Saturday night

I put my left hand in

I take my left hand out

I give my hand a shake, shake,

And turn myself about.

Here we go luby loo,

Here we go luby lie,

Here we go luby loo

All on a Saturday night.

I put my right foot in

I take my right foot out

I give my foot a shake, shake,

And turn myself about.

Here we go luby loo,

Here we go luby lie,

Here we go luby loo

All on a Saturday night.

I put my left foot in

I take my left foot out

I give my foot a shake, shake,

And turn myself about.

Here we go luby loo,

Here we go luby lie,

Here we go luby loo

All on a Saturday night.

I put my whole self in,

I take my whole self out,

I give myself a shake, shake,

And turn myself about.

Here we go luby loo,

Here we go luby lie,

Here we go luby loo

All on a Saturday night.

D3 - 17

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, coming round the mountain,

Coming round the mountain when she comes.

She'll be driving six white horses when she comes,

She'll be driving six white horses when she comes,

She'll be driving six white horses, driving six white horses,

Driving six white horses when she comes.

We'll be shouting alleluia when she comes,

Oh, we'll be shouting alleluia when she comes,

We'll be shouting alleluia, shouting alleluia,

Shouting alleluia when she comes.

Singing I-I-YUPY-YUPY-I,

Singing I-I-YUPY-YUPY-I,

Singing I-I-YUPY, I-I-YUPY,

I-I-YUPY-YUPY-I.

D3 - 18

In a cavern, in a canyon,

Excavating for a mine

Got a miner forty niner,

And his daughter Clementine.

Oh my darling, oh my darling,

Oh my darling, Clementine!

You are lost and gone forever

Dreadful sorry, Clementine.

Light she was and like a fairy,

And her shoes were number nine,

Wearing boxes, without topses,

Sandals were for Clementine.

Oh my darling, oh my darling,

Oh my darling, Clementine!

You are lost and gone forever

Dreadful sorry, Clementine.

Drove she ducklings to the water

Ev'ry morning just at nine,

Hit her foot against a splinter,

Fell into the foaming brine.

Oh my darling, oh my darling,

Oh my darling, Clementine!

You are lost and gone forever

Dreadful sorry, Clementine.

Ruby lips above the water,

Blowing bubbles, soft and fine,

But, alas, I was no swimmer,

So I lost my Clementine.

Oh my darling, oh my darling,

Oh my darling, Clementine!

You are lost and gone forever

Dreadful sorry, Clementine.

How I missed her! How I missed her,

How I missed my Clementine,

Then I kissed her little sister,

And forgot my Clementine.

Oh my darling, oh my darling,

Oh my darling, Clementine!

You are lost and gone forever

Dreadful sorry, Clementine.

D3 - 19

When I was young I use' to wait

On master’s side and hand his plate,

An' pass the bottle when he got dry

An' brush away de blue-tail fly.

Jimmie crack corn an' I don't care,

Jimmie crack corn an' I don't care,

Jimmie crack corn an' I don't care,

Ol' master's gone away!

Jimmie crack corn an' I don't care,

Jimmie crack corn an' I don't care,

Jimmie crack corn an' I don't care,

Ol' master's gone away!

Ol’ master’s gone, I’ll let him rest.

They take the thing for the best.

I can’t forget till the day I die,

Ol’ master and the blue-tail fly.

Jimmie crack corn an' I don't care,

Jimmie crack corn an' I don't care,

Jimmie crack corn an' I don't care,

Ol' Massa's gone away!

D3 - 20

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