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Victor Johnson

“This Old Man”

This old man, he played one;

He played guitar with his thumb.

With a knick-knack, paddy whack,

Give a dog a bone;

This old man came rolling home.

This old man, he played two;

He played tamborine with his shoe.

With a knick-knack, paddy whack,

Give a dog a bone;

This old man came rolling home.

This old man, he played three;

He crashed them cymbals with his knee.

With a knick-knack, paddy whack,

Give a dog a bone;

This old man came rolling home.

This old man, he played four;

He played so well they yelled for more.

With a knick-knack, paddy whack,

Give a dog a bone;

This old man came rolling home.

This old man, he played five;

He's the greatest one man band alive.

With a knick-knack, paddy whack,

Give a dog a bone;

This old man came rolling home.

Zoe Lewis

“Sheep”

Green fields with little white dots

From the seat of this big old jumbo jet

Sitting in the shade of a glade chewing on a blade

A little farmyard silhouette

Wooly hairdo, little black eye, sheepish grin, sleepy sky, Big sunset

Bouncing on buttercups and digging up daisies in the dirt

I see a brand new jumper some gloves, a hat and a fine warm winter shirt

Clippers buzz, quick as a wink Curly white to bald and pink

Hard days work

CHORUS: Well there are Border Leicesters, fat, fluffy Shetlands, Rylands,

round, puffy Dorset Horns ruminating Southdowns, Romneys Tails shaking Lincoln Longwools, shy, sweet Hop, skip, jump and a leap Everywhere I look, everyone I meet...SHEEP!

Some baa, some bray some bleat......They're called SHEEP!

Yodelayhee...........Yodelayhee.........Bah Bah Yodelay

Bah Bah Yodelay Bah Bah Yodelay Bah Bah Yodelayhee..................

White clouds with little black legs

Standing 'neath the sky of the bluest blue

I wonder what are you thinking as your little pink lips go round and round and chew

Does night time bring you dreams of spring, mutton, mint sauce, leg of lamb or stew?

CHORUS....

Jon Gailmor

“Just Kidding”

I think I'll go for a stroll with my favorite troll

Take a ride on the back of my dinosaur, Jack

It's such a fine day to fly, I guess I'll be a jet plane

And if a grown-up person asks me what I'm doing, I'll explain

CHORUS:

Just kidding, just being a kid

Just kidding, from Montpelier to Madrid

So good to be kidding. What a world we're all in

Don't know how we'll grow up, but what a way to begin

After a hard day in the dirt, how about a cookie for dessert

Better give me an extra twelve. Might have to entertain an elf

Oh, yes, and two or three for Mary. Don't forget her little lamb

And if a grown-up person tells me:

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CHORUS..

I play with a gold kid named Gill and my blue buddy, Bill

Got a pink pal, Pauline and her sister Sal, who's green

Orange Al's a good friend. Purple Pete - what a guy

Big folks don't understand our rainbow, prettier than any in the sky

CHORUS...

I'm a kid, small and proud! Sing it long, sing it loud

Getting larger every day. I guess it's gotta be that way

But there's one thing I know, and I'll never forget

I'll always be a kid inside, no matter how big I get

CHORUS... (2x)

Michelle Shocked

“Got No Strings”

I?ve got no strings

To hold me down

To make me fret

Or make me frown

I had strings

But now I?m free

There are no strings on me

Hi ho the merry-o

That's the only way to go

I want the world to know

Nothing ever worries me

I?ve got no strings so I have fun

I?m not tied up to anyone

They've got strings

But you can see

There are no strings on me