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.