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There comes a time when we heed a certain call
When the world must come together as one There are people dying And it's time to lend a hand to life The greatest gift of all We can't go on pretending day by day That someone somewhere will soon make a change We’re all a part of this great big family And the truth, you know, Love is all we need We are the world, we are the children We are the ones who make a brighter day so let's start giving There's a choice we're making we're saving our own lives It's true we'll make a better day just you and me Send'em your heart so they know that someone cares And their lives will be stronger and free As we all know, we all need food to live And so we all must lend a helping hand We are the world, we are the children We are the ones who make a brighter day so let's start giving There's a choice we're making we're saving our own lives It's true we'll make a better day just you and me When you're down and out there seems no hope at all But if you just believe there's no way we can fall Well, well, well, well let's realize that a change can only come When we Stand together as one Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah We are the world, we are the children We are the ones who make a brighter day so let's start giving There’s a choice we're making we're saving our own lives It’s true we'll make a better day just you and me It's true we'll make a better day just you and me
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When I was a wee little boy, just up off of the floor,
We used to go out to Grandma's house Every month end or so. We'd have chicken, pie, country ham And homemade butter on the bread. But the best darn thing about Grandma's house Was the great big feather bed. It was nine feet high, and six feet wide, Soft as a downy chick It was made from the feathers of forty-eleven geese, Took a whole bolt of cloth for the tick. It would hold eight kids and four hound dogs And the piggy we stole from the shed. We didn't get much sleep But we had a lot of fun on Grandma's feather bed. Well, after supper we'd sit around the fire, and the old folks bit the shoe. Pa would talk about the farm and the war, and Granny'd sing a ballad or two. I'd sit and listen and watch the fire till the cobwebs filled my head, The next thing I'd know I'd wake up in the morning in the middle of that old feather bed. It was nine feet high, and six feet wide, Soft as a downy chick It was made from the feathers of forty-eleven geese, Took a whole bolt of cloth for the tick. It would hold eight kids and four hound dogs And the piggy we stole from the shed. We didn't get much sleep But we had a lot of fun on Grandma's feather bed. Well I love my Ma and I love my Pa, I love Granny and Grandpa too. I’ve been fishing with my uncle, I wrestled with my cousin And I even kissed Aunt Lou, ew! But if I ever had to make a choice, Well I guess it oughta be said That I'd trade 'em all plus the gal down the road For Grandma's feather bed. It was nine feet high, and six feet wide, Soft as a downy chick It was made from the feathers of forty-eleven geese, Took a whole bolt of cloth for the tick. It would hold eight kids and four hound dogs And the piggy we stole from the shed. We didn't get much sleep But we had a lot of fun on Grandma's feather bed. We didn't get much sleep But we had a lot of fun on Grandma's feather bed. Jerry Mulligan came to see me
Dropped his hat in the chowder pot Put it on as he was leaving Said my word, it’s getting hot (2x) chorus: Good fish chowder, good clam chowder Makes you want to cry for more Fills you up from your top to your toenails Makes you hear the oceans roar (2x) Five fat shrimp behind his earlobes Four fat squid with forty toes Six fat oysters, eight fat scallops Hanging from his hair and nose (2x) chorus He turned to me as he was leaving Said goodbye as he shook my hand Just as a wave came down his shirtsleeve Left me holding a ton of sand (2x) chorus Good clam chowder, good fish chowder Has anybody seen my shoe Nancy dropped it in the chowder I was saving it for the stew (2x) chorus Won’t you bring back, won’t you bring back
Mrs. Murphy’s chowder It was tuneful, every spoonful, Made you yodel louder After dinner Uncle Ben, used to fill his fountain pen From a bowl of Mrs. Murphy’s chowder There was: Ice cream, cold cream, benzene, gasoline Soup beans, string beans, floating all around, Sponge cake, beef steak, mistake, stomach-ache Cream puffs, ear muffs many to be found Silk hats, door mats, bed slats, democrats, Cow bells, door bells, beckon you to dine, Meat balls, fish balls, moth balls canon balls, Come on in, the chowder’s fine. Won’t you bring back, won’t you bring back Mrs. Murphy’s chowder It was tuneful, every spoonful, Made you yodel louder If they had it where you are, you might find a motor car In a bowl of Mrs. Murphy’s chowder There was: Ice cream, cold cream, benzene, gasoline Soup beans, string beans, floating all around, Sponge cake, beef steak, mistake, stomach-ache Cream puffs, ear muffs many to be found Silk hats, door mats, bed slats, democrats, Cow bells, door bells, beckon you to dine, Meat balls, fish balls, moth balls canon balls, Come on in, the chowder’s fine. Ten little apples, hanging from the tree
The juiciest apples you ever did see The wind came past and gave an angry frown And one little apple came tumbling down. I like to rise when the sun she rises,
early in the morning And I like to hear the small birds singing, Merrily upon their layland And hurrah for the life of a country kid, And to ramble in the new mown hay. In spring we sow at the harvest mow And that is how the seasons round they go But of all the times, if choose I may, I’d be rambling in the new mown hay. I like to rise when the sun she rises, early in the morning And I like to hear the small birds singing, Merrily upon their layland And hurrah for the life of a country kid, And to ramble in the new mown hay. In summer when the sun is hot We sing, and we dance, and we play a lot We spend all night in sport and play And go rambling in the new mown hay I like to rise when the sun she rises, early in the morning And I like to hear the small birds singing, Merrily upon their layland And hurrah for the life of a country kid, And to ramble in the new mown hay. I thought I heard the Old Man say,
John Kanaka-naka tu-lai-e! Today, today is a holiday! John Kanaka-naka tu-lai-e! Tu-lai-e!, oh, tu-lai-e! John Kanaka-naka tu-lai-e! We'll work tomorrow but no work today, John Kanaka-naka, tulai-e! Today, today is a holiday, John Kanaka-naka, tulai-e! Tulai-e, oh! tulai-e! John Kanaka-naka, tulai-e! We're bound away for Frisco Bay, John Kanaka-naka tulai-e! We're bound away at the break of day. John Kanaka-naka tulai-e! Tulai-e, oh! tulai-e! John Kanaka-naka, tulai-e! A Yankee ship with a Yankee crew, John Kanaka-naka tulai-e! Oh we're the ones for to push her through. John Kanaka-naka tulai-e! Tulai-e, oh! tulai-e! John Kanaka-naka, tulai-e! Oh, haul away, oh, haul away! John Kanaka-naka tulai-e! Oh, haul away, an' make your pay! John Kanaka-naka tulai-e! Tulai-e, oh! tulai-e! John Kanaka-naka, tulai-e! She’ll be coming ‘round the mountain when she comes-toot, toot!
She’ll be ridin’ 6 white horses when she comes-whoa back! And we’ll all go out to greet her when she comes-hi there! She’ll be wearing red pajamas when she comes-scratch, scratch! And we’ll all have chicken and dumplings when she comes-yum, yum! And she’ll have to sleep with Grandma when she comes-snore, snore! She’ll be coming ‘round the mountain when she comes-toot, toot! I fell in love before, with a candy bar
Its name was snickers, it was so sweet It was a little bit nutty, but I’ll tell you buddy I thought it would make my life complete But then I got hyper and I crashed And my skin developed a rash and my teeth began to rot So I looked snickers in the eyes and said “You said this was real love, oh, but it’s not.” Oh no it’s not. I once gave my whole heart to soda, to a can of coca cola It was bubbly, it was sweet It was a star on TV, always crying out for me I thought it would make my life complete But then I got hyper and I crashed And I spent all my extra cash, and my teeth began to rot So I looked coca cola in the eyes and said “You said this was real love, oh, but it’s not.” Oh no it’s not. I was so lonely and I felt none of my relationships working out I was hungry for real love you see So I got in my car and I drove to the salad bar And who do you think I saw in front of me? Ohhh It was so beautiful, it was so natural The most wonderful thing I ever did see With frizzy green hair, and a nutrient rich shirt I fell in love with broccoli I love you broccoli, I love you broccoli You are so good for me, I love you broccoli I love you broccoli, I love you broccoli Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist In a land called Honah Lee, Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea And frolicked in the autumn mist In a land called Honah Lee, Little Jackie paper loved that rascal puff, And brought him strings and sealing wax And other fancy stuff. oh Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea And frolicked in the autumn mist In a land called Honah Lee, Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea And frolicked in the autumn mist In a land called Honah Lee. Together they would travel On a boat with billowed sail Jackie kept a lookout perched On puffs gigantic tail, Noble kings and princes Would bow whenever they came, Pirate ships would lower their flag When puff roared out his name. oh! Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea And frolicked in the autumn mist In a land called Honah Lee, Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea |
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