1. I've Been Working on the Railroad


I've been working on the railroad,
All the live long day.
I've been working on the railroad,
To pass the time away.
Don't you hear the whistle blowing?
Rise up in the early 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?


Someone's in the kitchen with Dinah.
Someone's in the kitchen, I know.
Someone's in the kitchen with Dinah
Strumming on the old banjo.


Fee, fie, fiddle-e-i-o.
Fee, fie, fiddle-e-i-o-o-o-o.
Fee, fie, fiddle-e-i-o.
Playing on the old banjo.


2. What Can the Matter Be?


Oh, dear! What can the matter be?
Dear, dear! What can the matter be?
Oh, dear! What can the matter be?
Johnny's so long at the fair.
He promised to buy me a trinket to please me
And then for a smile, oh, he vowed he would tease me
He promised to buy me a bunch of blue ribbons
To tie up my bonnie brown hair.


Oh, dear! What can the matter be?
Dear, dear! What can the matter be?
Oh, dear! What can the matter be?
Johnny's so long at the fair.
He promised to bring me a basket of posies
A garland of lilies, a gift of red roses
A little straw hat to set off the blue ribbons
That tie up my bonnie brown hair.


Oh, dear! What can the matter be?
Oh, dear! What can the matter be?
Oh, dear! What can the matter be?
Johnny's so long at the fair.


3. Grandfather's Clock


My grandfather's clock
Was too large for the shelf,
So it stood ninety years on the floor;
It was taller by half
Than the old man himself,
Though it weighed not a pennyweight more.
It was bought on the morn
Of the day that he was born,
And was always his treasure and pride;


But it stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.


Ninety years without slumbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
His life seconds numbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,


It stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.


In watching its pendulum
Swing to and fro,
Many hours had he spent while a boy;
And in childhood and manhood
The clock seemed to know,
And to share both his grief and his joy.
For it struck twenty-four
When he entered at the door,
With a blooming and beautiful bride;


But it stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.
Ninety years without slumbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
His life seconds numbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
It stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.


My grandfather said
That of those he could hire,
Not a servant so faithful he found;
For it wasted no time,
And had but one desire,
At the close of each week to be wound.
And it kept in its place,
Not a frown upon its face,
And its hand never hung by its side.


But it stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.
Ninety years without slumbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
His life seconds numbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
It stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.


4. Old MacDonald had a farm,
Ee i ee i oh!
And on his farm he had some cows,
Ee i ee i oh!
With a moo-moo here,
And a moo-moo there
Here a moo, there a moo,
Everywhere a moo-moo
Old MacDonald had a farm,
Ee i ee i oh!


Old MacDonald had a farm,
Ee i ee i oh!
And on his farm he had some pigs,
Ee i ee i oh!
With an oink-oink here,
And an oink-oink there
Here an oink, there an oink,
Everywhere an oink-oink
Old MacDonald had a farm
Ee i ee i oh!


Old MacDonald had a farm,
Ee i ee i oh!
And on his farm he had some goats,
Ee i ee i oh!
With a baa baa here,
And a baa baa there
Here a baa, there a baa,
Everywhere a baa baa
Old MacDonald had a farm
Ee i ee i oh!


5. Nut Tree

I had a little nut tree,
Nothing would it bear
But a silver nutmeg,
And a golden pear;
The King of Spain's daughter
Came to visit me,
And all for the sake
Of my little nut tree.


Her dress was made of crimson,
Jet black was her hair,
She asked me for my nut tree
And my golden pear.
I said, "So fair a princess
Never did I see,
I'll give you all the fruit
From my little nut tree."

6. Early One Morning


Early one morning,
Before the sun had risen,
I heard a bluebird
In the fields gayly sing,
"South winds are blowing,
Green grass is growing,
We come to herald the merry Spring."


One Autumn afternoon,
Just as the sun was setting,
I heard a bluebird
On a tree pipe a song,
"Farewell! we're going;
Cold winds are blowing;
But we'll be back when the days grow long."


Early one morning,
Just as the sun was rising,
I heard a maid singing,
Down in the vale below


O don't deceive me,
O never leave me,
How could you use a poor maiden so?


Remember the vows
That you made to your Mary
Remember the bowery
Where you vowed to be true


O don't deceive me,
O never leave me,
How could you use a poor maiden so?


Gay is the garland,
And fresh are the roses
I've culled from the garden
To bind on your brow


O don't deceive me,
O never leave me,
How could you use a poor maiden so?


Thus sung the maiden,
Her sorrows bewailing,
Thus sung the poor maid
In the valley below


7. Grand Old Duke of York


Oh, the grand old Duke of York
He had ten thousand men
He marched them up to the top of the hill and
Marched them down again


And when you're up, you're up
And when you're down, you're down
And when you're only half way up
You're neither up nor down


A-hunting we will go
A-hunting we will go
We'll catch a little fox
And put him in a box
And then we'll let him go


8. The Ants Go Marching
The ants go marching one by one, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching one by one, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching one by one,
The little one stops to suck his thumb
And they all go marching down to the ground
To get out of the rain,


The ants go marching two by two, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching two by two, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching two by two,
The little one stops to tie his shoe
And they all go marching down to the ground
To get out of the rain,


The ants go marching three by three, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching three by three, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching three by three,
The little one stops to climb a tree
And they all go marching down to the ground
To get out of the rain,


The ants go marching four by four, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching four by four, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching four by four,
The little one stops to shut the door
And they all go marching down to the ground
To get out of the rain,


The ants go marching five by five, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching five by five, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching five by five,
The little one stops to take a dive
And they all go marching down to the ground
To get out of the rain,


The ants go marching six by six, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching six by six, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching six by six,
The little one stops to pick up sticks
And they all go marching down to the ground
To get out of the rain,


The ants go marching seven by seven, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching seven by seven, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching seven by seven,
The little one stops to pray to heaven
And they all go marching down to the ground
To get out of the rain,


The ants go marching eight by eight, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching eight by eight, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching eight by eight,
The little one stops to shut the gate
And they all go marching down to the ground
To get out of the rain,


The ants go marching nine by nine, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching nine by nine, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching nine by nine,
The little one stops to check the time
And they all go marching down to the ground
To get out of the rain,


The ants go marching ten by ten, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching ten by ten, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching ten by ten,
The little one stops to say "THE END"
And they all go marching down to the ground
To get out of the rain,


9. Kookaburra


Kookaburra sits in the old gum tree
Merry, merry king of the bush is he
Laugh, Kookaburra! Laugh, Kookaburra!
Gay your life must be


Kookaburra sits in the old gum tree
Eating all the gum drops he can see
Stop, Kookaburra! Stop, Kookaburra!
Leave some there for me


Kookaburra sits in the old gum tree
Counting all the monkeys he can see
Stop, Kookaburra! Stop, Kookaburra!
That's not a monkey that's me


Kookaburra sits on a rusty nail
Gets a boo-boo in his tail
Cry, Kookaburra! Cry, kookaburra!
Oh how life can be


10. Camptown Races


The Campptown ladies sing this song,
Doo-da, Doo-da
The Camptown racetrack's two miles long
Oh, de doo-da day


Going to run all night
Going to run all day
I bet my money on a bob-tailed nag
Somebody bet on the gray


Oh, the long tailed filly and the big black horse,
Doo-da, doo-da
Come to a mud hole and they all cut across,
Oh, de doo-da day


Going to run all night
Going to run all day
I bet my money on a bob-tailed nag
Somebody bet on the gray


I went down South with my hat caved in,
Doo-da, doo-da
I came back North with a pocket full of tin
Oh, de doo-da day


Going to run all night
Gong to run all day
I bet my money on a bob-tailed nag
Somebody bet on the gray


11. Hole in my bucket


There's a hole in the bucket,
Dear Liza, dear Liza
There's a hole in the bucket,
Dear Liza, there's a hole.


Then fix it, dear Henry,
Dear Henry, dear Henry
Then fix it, dear Henry,
Dear Henry, fix it.


With what shall I fix it,
Dear Liza, dear Liza?
With what shall I fix it,
Dear Liza, with what?


With a straw, dear Henry,
Dear Henry, dear Henry
With a straw, dear Henry,
Dear Henry, with a straw.


But the straw is too long,
Dear Liza, dear Liza
But the straw is too long,
Dear Liza, too long


Then cut it, dear Henry,
Dear Henry, dear Henry
Then cut it, dear Henry,
Dear Henry, cut it.


With what shall I cut it,
Dear Liza, dear Liza?
With what shall I cut it,
Dear Liza, with what?


With an axe, dear Henry,
Dear Henry, dear Henry
With an axe, dear Henry,
Dear Henry, an axe.


The axe is too dull,
Dear Liza, dear Liza
The axe is too dull,
Dear Liza, too dull


Then sharpen it, dear Henry,
Dear Henry, dear Henry
Then sharpen it, dear Henry,
Dear Henry, sharpen it.


With what shall I sharpen it,
Dear Liza, dear Liza?
With what shall I sharpen it,
Dear Liza, with what?


With a stone, dear Henry,
Dear Henry, dear Henry
With a stone, dear Henry,
Dear Henry, a stone.


The stone is too dry,
Dear Liza, dear Liza
The stone is too dry,
Dear Liza, too dry


Then wet it, dear Henry,
Dear Henry, dear Henry
Then wet it, dear Henry,
Dear Henry, wet it.


With what shall I wet it,
Dear Liza, dear Liza?
With what shall I wet it,
Dear Liza, with what?


With water, dear Henry,
Dear Henry, dear Henry
With water, dear Henry,
Dear Henry, with water.


How shall I get it,
Dear Liza, dear Liza,
How shall I get it,
Dear Liza, how shall I?


In the bucket, dear Henry,
Dear Henry, dear Henry
In the bucket, dear Henry,
Dear Henry, in the bucket.


There's a hole in the bucket.




12. Pop Goes the Weasel


'Round and 'round the cobbler's bench
The monkey chased the weasel,
The monkey thought 'twas all in fun
Pop! Goes the weasel.


A penny for a spool of thread
A penny for a needle,
That's the way the money goes,
Pop! Goes the weasel.


A half a pound of tupenny rice,
A half a pound of treacle.
Mix it up and make it nice,
Pop! Goes the weasel.


Up and down the London road,
In and out of the Eagle,
That's the way the money goes,
Pop! Goes the weasel.


I've no time to plead and pine,
I've no time to wheedle,
Kiss me quick and then I'm gone
Pop! Goes the weasel.


13. Lavender's Blue


Lavender's blue, dilly dilly,
Lavender's green
When you are King, dilly dilly,
I shall be Queen


Who told you so, dilly dilly,
Who told you so?
'Twas my own heart, dilly dilly,
That told me so.


Call up your friends, dilly, dilly
Set them to work
Some to the plough, dilly dilly,
Some to the fork


Some to the hay, dilly dilly,
Some to thresh corn
Whilst you and I, dilly dilly,
Keep ourselves warm.


Lavender's blue, dilly dilly,
Lavender's green
When you are King, dilly dilly,
I shall be Queen


Who told you so, dilly dilly,
Who told you so?
'Twas my own heart, dilly dilly,
That told me so.






14. Land of the Silver Birch


Land of the silver birch,
Home of the beaver
Where still the mighty moose
Wanders at will


Blue lake and rocky shore,
I will return once more
Boom, diddi, boom, boom
Boom, diddi, boom, boom
Boo ooo oo oom


My heart is sick for you,
Here in the lowlands,
I will return to you,
Hills of the north


Blue lake and rocky shore,
I will return once more
Boom, diddi, boom, boom
Boom, diddi, boom, boom
Boo ooo oo oom


Swift as the silver fish,
Canoe of birch bark
Thy might waterways
Carry me forth


Blue lake and rocky shore,
I will return once more
Boom, diddi, boom, boom
Boom, diddi, boom, boom
Boo ooo oo oom


There where the blue lake lies,
I'll set my wigwam
Close to the water's edge,
Silent and still


Blue lake and rocky shore,
I will return once more
Boom, diddi, boom, boom
Boom, diddi, boom, boom
Boo ooo oo oom


15. Home on the Range


Oh, give me a home where the buffalo roam
Where the deer and the antelope play
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day


Home, home on the range
Where the deer and the antelope play
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day


How often at night when the heavens are bright
With the light from the glittering stars
Have I stood there amazed and asked as I gazed
If their glory exceeds that of ours


Home, home on the range
Where the deer and the antelope play
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day


Where the air is so pure, the zephyrs so free
The breezes so balmy and light
That I would not exchange my home on the range
For all of the cities so bright


Home, home on the range
Where the deer and the antelope play
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day



16. Waltzing Mathilda


Once a jolly swagman
Camped by a billabong,
Under the shade
Of a coolibah tree,
And he sang as he watched
And waited 'til his billy boiled
"You'll come a-waltzing,
Mathilda, with me"


Waltzing Mathilda,
Waltzing Mathilda
You'll come a-waltzing,
Mathilda, with me
And he sang as he watched
And waited 'til his billy boiled,
"You'll come a-waltzing,
Mathilda, with me"


Down came a jumbuck
To drink at the billabong,
Up jumped the swagman
And grabbed him with glee,
And he sang as he stowed
That jumbuck in his tucker bag,
"You'll come a-waltzing,
Mathilda, with me"


Waltzing Mathilda,
Waltzing Mathilda
You'll come a-waltzing,
Mathilda, with me
And he sang as he watched
And waited 'til his billy boiled,
"You'll come a-waltzing,
Mathilda, with me."


Down rode the squatter,
Mounted on his thoroughbred,
Up came the troopers,
One, two, three,
"Where's that jolly jumbuck
You've got in your tucker bag?
You'll come a-waltzing,
Mathilda, with me"


Waltzing Mathilda,
Waltzing Mathilda
You'll come a-waltzing,
Mathilda, with me
And he sang as he watched
And waited 'til his billy boiled,
"You'll come a-waltzing,
Mathilda, with me."


Up jumped the swagman,
Sprang into the billabong,
"You'll never catch me
Alive," said he,
And his ghost may be heard
As you pass by the billabong,
You'll come a-waltzing,
Mathilda, with me.


Waltzing Mathilda,
Waltzing Mathilda
You'll come a-waltzing,
Mathilda, with me
And he sang as he watched
And waited 'til his billy boiled,
"You'll come a-waltzing,
Mathilda, with me."


17. Lullabye and Good Night
(Brahm's Lullabye)


Lullaby, and good night,
With pink roses bedight,
With lilies o'erspread,
Is my baby's sweet head.
Lay you down now, and rest,
May your slumber be blessed!
Lay you down now, and rest,
May thy slumber be blessed!


Lullaby, and good night,
You're your mother's delight,
Shining angels beside
My darling abide.
Soft and warm is your bed,
Close your eyes and rest your head.
Soft and warm is your bed,
Close your eyes and rest your head.


Sleepyhead, close your eyes.
Mother's right here beside you.
I'll protect you from harm,
You will wake in my arms.
Guardian angels are near,
So sleep on, with no fear.
Guardian angels are near,
So sleep on, with no fear.