When I get Little
by Dean Jones

When I get little I’m gonna be a boy (2x)
Gonna shrink down to the size of a weed
Dandilion greens is all that I need
When I get little I’m gonna be a boy

When I get teeny I’m gonna be a baby (2x)
Coo and gurgle, giggle and cry
Just got born don’t ask me no why
When I get teeny I’m gonna be a baby

When I get little I’m gonna quit my job (2X)
Spend all day just pickin’ some flowers
Minutes fly by and so do the hours
When I get little I’m gonna quit my job

I won’t know the word priority
But I got ‘em lined up in front of me
Eat and sleep and play in the dirt
Daydreamin’ all the time

When I get little I’ll nevermind yesterday (2x)
The past is gone, the future’s here
Joy and pain, a smile and a tear
When I get little I nevermind yesterday

How I got big, I just can’t explain (2X)
I was just out there standin’ in the clover
Next thing you know my life’s almost over
How I got big, I just can’t explain

If you see me getting old, please try to help me out (2x)
Call me a doctor, get me a nurse
Even call the dentist, it can’t get no worse
If you see me getting old, please try to help me out

When I get little…..

Big black snake
by Dean Jones

I’m a big black snake, 8 feet long
I’m a big black snake, singing you an 8 foot song
I’m a big black snake, lying in the sun
I’m a big black snake, singing you a song in the sun

last year I had 82 babies
presently 12 little snakes are still alive
10 little snakes got eaten by crows
20 little snakes went out in the snow and froze
10 little snakes got hit by trucks
other 30 snakes got eaten by owls bad luck, bad luck

(chorus)

saw me a mouse and I saw me a frog
slithered down the hill and hid behind a log
mousie looked plump and the froggie was fat
making up my mind when in waddled old uncle rat

you might say I’m a cold-blooded cur
cause I ate the whole rat with the bones and all the fur
well I ate the frog and some other little vermin
feel ‘em all down in my belly still squirmin’

well if I wasn’t so full and I had more sense
I would have saved room for the President

(chorus)

cats and dogs will try to eat me
I stay mighty still underneath your porch
I’ll have more babies if I get the chance
I’ll sing a little song for every little one

Give it away
by Dean Jones

If you give it away, then you’re gonna get some (3x)
Give it away, then you’re gonna get some back

If you try and you fail, try it again now (3x)
If you try and you fail,
you get to go past GO and you don’t have to go to jail

If you ask for help, then you’re gonna get some (3x)
Ask for help, then you’re gonna get some, just wait and see

If you’re feeling lost, someone gonna find you (3x)
If you’re feeling lost, it’s just a feeling that’ll go away

If you’re ridin’ alone, buddy up buddy (3x)
Ridin’ alone, come on join the convoy

If you try and you fail, try it again now (3x)
If you try and you fail,
you get to pass GO and you don’t have to go to jail

Green grass of summer
by Dean Jones

Oh I ate a bowl of oats and I ate a bowl of porridge
I waited for the green, the green grass of summer
I lay down in a field, I lay down in a meadow
I wrapped myself in vines and drifted into slumber
The wind blew strong
The hawks soared higher
I waited for the green, sittin’ by a fire
The leaves blew around, they couldn’t get browner
They lay on the ground, couldn’t get any downer
I hollowed out a stump and got into my jammies
Waited for the green, the green grass of summer
Down came the snow, my blanket and my pillow
Made a cup of tea to take away the chillo
Then I found the thing that I know
That everywhere you’ve been you’re gonna go again

Oh I woke up form my sleep, woke from my slumber
Couldn’t really say if I was smarter or dumber
I looked to the south, I looked to the north
The trees were all swaying, talking back and forth
I saw a little green, I saw a little yellow
Spied a baby mouse, cute little fellow
I shook off my pallor and dove into the green
Home is the place that I’ve always, always been
Then I found the thing that I know
That everywhere you’ve been you’re gonna go again
I think and think and try to recognize
It’s easier sometimes with closed eyes

Honeybaby
by Dean Jones

I wanted me a baby so I got me some flour
I got me some water and a rolling pin
I kneaded it and kneaded it and kneaded it again
Opened up the oven and I put it right in
Oh I had a little baby, sour little thing
Bumpy and lumpy and not very nice
I covered it in honey, spices and seeds
Put it in the oven again

Honey baby, honey baby
Jump up on your daddy’s knee
Honey baby, honey baby
Sweet little honey baby

Water from a well, honey from a bee
Eggs from a chicken, and an apple from a tree
Flour from wheat; grows in the ground
Now I got myself a little honey baby

(Chorus)

A little nutmeg, and a raisin or two
I’m a gonna tell you what I’m a gonna do
I hope you need me like I’m kneading you
Honey baby, my honey baby boo

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Mon Pain Perdu
by Dean Jones and Matt Verrilli

(Chorus)
Mon pain perdu, mon pain perdu
Tout de suite donnez-moi mon pain perdu
Ton pain grillé, ton pain grillé
Tu as gaspillé ton pain grillé

Je suis né au Cap Breton
Je suis parti quand j'avais trois ans
Pour rechercher mon coeur
Je suis parti a la voile vers la Côte du Beurre

J’ai eté capturé par quelques hommes
les pirates de la Terre de la Pomme
Ils m'ont enseigné tout ce que je sais
Les pirates volent seulement pour redonner

(Chorus)
Allez allez

Tout le monde habite sur la terre
Mais nous habitons en haute mer
mon travail est egalement mon jeu
Je dis toujours s'il vous plait et merci beaucoup

Ils m’ont abandonné sur le sable
Pour rechercher de sirop d’érable
Et de l’or noir a travers les ondes
Ce qui est le moteur du monde

(Chorus)
Allez allez allez au lit?

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My Lost Bread (French toast)
par Dean Jones and Matt Verrilli

My French toast, my French toast
Give me my French toast right now!
Your toast, your toast
You have wasted your toast

I was born in Cape Breton
I left home when I was 3 years old
To find my heart
I searched for the Coast of Butter

I was captured by pirates
From the Land of Apples
They taught me all that I know
The pirates steal from the rich to give to the poor

(Chorus)
Allez allez – let’s go, let’s go!!!

Everyone in the world lives on the land
But we live on the high seas
My work is also my play
I always say please and thank you

They abandoned me on the sand
To go look for more maple syrup
And they traveled the world for black gold
Which is the motor of the world

(Chorus)
Let’s go, let’s go
Let’s go to sleep!!! Go to sleep?????

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Ridin’ on a pony
by Dean Jones

Ridin’ on a pony little Abigail
Ridin’ on a pony little Abigail
Abigail, Abigail
Ridin’ on a pony little Abigail
Ridin’ on a snail goin’ underground
Ridin’ in a buggy cantankerous
Ridin’ on a watermelon bumblebee
Uh huh, step on a crack
One step back, have a SPAZ attack
T-R-O-U-B-L-E spells F-U-E-N
FUN!!!
Tryin’ a get the cat out a paper bag
(hocket)
green
little
worm
little
chain
chicken
food
peckin’
Got me in the eye with a fiddle bow
Ridin’ on a pony little Abigail

babeo
by david levine

babeo, prettiest baby in the valley-o
love you so, babeo
grandma visits all the time
she can't get enough of little Caroline
Caroline, she loves you so
babeo
babeo, prettiest baby in the valley-o
sailing up the Hudson then down below
climbin' up a mountain called Cotton-Eyed Joe
Cotton-Eyed Joe she loves you so
babeo
babeo, prettiest baby in the valley-o
mama loves you so, babeo

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The Coo Coo – traditional,
new words by Dean Jones

Oh the cuckoo she’s a pretty bird
She warbles as she flies
But she never hollers cuckoo
‘til the fourth day of July

She drinks from white flowers
To keep her voice bright
She lives deep in the shadows
But she’s made of pure light

I’ve played cards in Virginia
I’ve played cards in Greece
But I’d give up all my traveling
For a little taste of peace

Jack o diamonds, jack o diamonds
I know you of old
You robbed my poor pockets
Of silver and gold

Gonna build me a log cabin
On a mountain so high
So I can see my true love
As she goes passing by

Some things you can wonder
And some things you can guess
I said I heard me a cuckoo bird
T’was a nuthatch I confess

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the moon song
by dean jones

Watch the waxing and the waning of the moon
It’s something you can count on
You can count your days on this earth
by the number of full moons

Feel the waning and the waxing of your moods
Every day has its ups and its downs
I can tell you that the moon does its part
To tug tug tuggity tug at your heart

Forces greater than math control us
We’re swimming in a cosamic bath, don’t you know it
Answers are a dime a dozen
So what’s the use in fussing cousin?

Love, and let the love surround you
Moon, and let the moon confound you
A question’s a question’s a koan you see
Ask yourself eventually

New moon/ sliver moon/ banana moon/ honeymoon
Half moon/ half pike/ moonlight in Vermont
A 100% howling full wolf moon
A moonage daydream/ on the dark side of the moon
Big ol’ luna moth get up its gumption to
Fly me to the moon

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TREES
by Dean Jones

(CHORUS)
Children, the trees, Children, the forest
They’re watching out for you
You got to believe in the power of trees
Soon, soon, soon, you’re gonna feel it too

I went down to the river to catch me a fish
Oh the river my friend
The river is mighty, the river is long
And the currents are oh so strong

I fell from her banks and I grabbed what I could
And the weeping willow tree
She held out her arms and lifted me up
Whoa whoa whoa, I had to thank that tree

(CHORUS)

If you look to other cultures.
All the world around
You can feel the connection
From the sky to the ground

The tree is touching the heavens
Yet its roots are deep in the earth
When you feel the connection
Joy and happiness and love will abound

(CHORUS)

I sit by a TV or by a machine
I want to jump out of my skin
I sit by an oak or a maple tree
I can feel myself easing back in

Your grandma and grandpa, and their parents too
Felt the shade of the very same trees
Que sera, que sera, things will get clearer
And whatever will be will be

(CHORUS)

What's behind the wall
by Dean Jones

Humpty Dumpty was sittin’ up on a wall
That’s how the story goes so why should we doubt it?
All the king’s horses and all his men
Couldn’t put Humpty together again
Here’s a little query to get you goin’
I posit that the truth will one day be known

What’s behind the wall (3x)
Does anybody know?

I see London and I see France
I really like to rhyme and spin the wheels of my mind
What’s it like in Kathmandu?
Paramaribo and Mogadishu?
I’d like to understand what this world’s about
People are people inside and out

The rich and the poor
The famous, the meek
The farmer and the banker
The prisoner and the sheik
We all have a voice
We all want to speak
We’re all just tryin’ to find out what that wall’s all about!!!

What’s behind the wall (3x)
Does anybody know?

An egg is a beginning
It needs love and protection
Who put the egg on the wall and why? (2x)
Who needs a wall anyway
Just take that wall away

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Cranberry Sauce Flotilla

Weevily Wheat
Traditional, new stuff by Dean Jones

I don’t want none of your weevily wheat
I don’t want none of your barley
I want some flour and half an hour
To bake a pie for Charlie

Charlie is a fine young man
Charlie is a dandy
Charlie gave me 40 cents
And half a bite of candy

The higher up the cherry tree
Riper grows the cherry
The more you eat when you’re on top
The less you have to carry

I got one, I got two
I got twenty dozen
If you can guess the thing I got
I might take ‘em out the oven

Way down yonder in the maple swamp
Where the water’s deep and muddy
We’ll dance and sing ‘til broad daylight
And won’t get home ‘til Monday

Just close your eyes and go outside
Take somebody with you
Roll and stumble in the dark
That way you won’t feel cuckoo

If you love me like I love you
There won’t be words to tell it
Niagara Falls on a sunny day
Nobody’s gonna quell it

I don’t want no weevily wheat
I don’t want no barley
But I want some flour and half an hour
To bake a pie for Charlie

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Cranberry Sauce Flotilla
By Dean Jones

Cranberry sauce, cranberry sauce
Cranberry sauce flotilla (2x)

Ratatouille platypus
Quagmire jack in the box placebo
Satire tetrapod, satire tetrapod
Satire tetrapod potato

If you don’t understand my words
You probably don’t know the code
Let me let you into my secret
When I say cranberry sauce
It means hide behind the couch
Hide anywhere
Because!!!!!!
Flotilla (someone’s coming)

If I say buttermilk stand up
If I say yogurt fall down
If I say pajamas get into your pajamas
If I say mambo I mean chill out
Watusi, lose the pout
Tango, turn left and come back where you started
If I say goldfish you’re caught
If I say minnow crawl around a lot
BINGO! You just won the door prize

You can make your own code
With somebody else you like
The only thing is you have to remember

When I say cranberry sauce
It means hide behind the couch
Hide anywhere
Because!!!!!!
Flotilla (someone’s coming)

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twistification
traditional/ new words by Dean Jones and Mark Brown

I knew a girl who had a dog
The dog was from New Jersey
She taught that dog to be polite
Say goodbye and cursty

(chorus)
5 X 5 is 25
5 X 6 is 30
5 X 7 is 35
5 X 8 is 40

I had a baby in my arms
Started getting heavy
I gave that baby 10 balloons
Floated to the heavens

(chorus)

weasels chewing at my toes
skeeters at my bottom
told my pet tarantula
to do it like I taught him

(chorus) plus
5 X 9 is 45
5 X 10 is 50
5 X 11 is 55
5 X 12 is 60

racoon’s out a choppin’ wood
possum, he’s a haulin’
my old dog’s sittin’ on a log
splittin’ his throat a squalin’

(chorus plus)

sally was a friend of mine
marvin was his sister
we ate beans and dandelions
played a game of twister

(chorus plus)

I’ll eat lemons for a laugh
Chocolate if you pay me
All my teeth fell out last night
Now I’m brushing my raisins

(Chorus plus PLUS)

5 X _ is 2 _
5 X _ is 1 _
5 X 1/3 is 1 2/3
or 166 pennies

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Sleep under stars
Traditional/ new stuff by Dean Jones

I can’t wait for the night to go sleep under stars (2X)
Sleep under stars (4x)

When the sun come up in the east I go planting the seeds (2
Planting the seeds, pulling the weeds
Planting the seeds, eating the weeds

And if the sun gets too hot I’ll take a dip in the stream (2x)
Dip in the stream, cool mountain stream (2X)

When the day is done, I’ll watch the moon rise above (2x)
The day is all done, moon says goodbye sun (2X)

I can’t wait for the night to go sleep under stars (2X)
Sleep under stars (4x)

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Bling blang
By Woody Guthrie

Chorus
Bling blang, hammer with my hammer
Zingo zango, cuttin’ with my saw

You get a hammer and I’ll get a nail
You catch a bird and I’ll catch a snail
You bring a board and I’ll bring a saw
We’ll build a house for baby oh

Chorus

I’ll grab some mud and you grab some clay
So when it rains it won’t wash away
We’ll build a house, it’ll be so strong
The wind will sing my baby a song

Chorus

You bring the ladder and I’ll get a box
We’ll build our house out of bricks and blocks
When the snowbird flies and the honey bird combs
We’ll feed our baby on the honey in the comb

chorus

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Little seed
By Woody Guthrie

Take my little hoe, dig a hole in the ground
Take my little seed, and I plant it down

(chorus)
Tooky, tooky, tooky
Tooky tidal oh
Tooky, tooky, tooky
Tooky tidal oh
We’ll all dance around
And watch my little seed grow

The rain it come and it washed my ground
I thought my little seed was going to drown
I waded and I splashed and I carried my seed
I planted it again on some higher ground

The sun got hot and my ground got dry
I thought my little seed would burn and die
I carried some water form a watering mill
I said “little seed, you can drink your fill”

(chorus)

the snow it blowed and the wind it blew
my little seed grew and it grew and it grew
it grew up a cradle all soft inside
and a baby was sleeping there covered with vines

(chorus

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When you’re smiling
L. Shay/ M. Fisher/ J. Goodwin/ new stuff by Dean Jones

When you’re smiling, when you’re smiling
The whole world smiles with you
When you’re laughing, when you’re laughing
The sun comes shining through

But when you’re crying, you bring on the rain
So stop your sighing, be happy again
Keep on smiling, cause when you’re smiling
The whole world smiles with you

When a butterfly from Paraguay turns and flys north to Peru
The wind from it’s little wings makes all the birds sing a tune

And when a stone you threw hits the water and skips a few
The minnows in Maui dance just before the big fish eats them

If you chop down a tree or two, you take with it a bee or two
Without a bee how will the flowers grow?
So if you breathe, breathe with love
The wind will carry for miles, and miles
And it may bring the world more smiles

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Hoi Polloi

Blueberry Pie
By Dean Jones

Blueberry pie, oh my (2x)
Blueberry pie, oh my, oh my, oh my

Peaches and cream, oh what a dream (2x)

Strawberry shortcake, any time any plate (2x)

Papaya with a spoon, fly me to the moon

Gimme a ripe pear, I swear I’ll cut my hair
I promise, I promise, I promise, I promise
I’ll sit down in my chair
Apples and cheese, c’est magnifique, it’s a delicacy
Apples and cheese, say please, say please, say please

Mango lassi, lordy, lordy, lordy
Bananas flambé, oh what can I say
These fruits are on fire, but I love them anyway
I do, I do

Mulberries, mulberries, mulberries, mulberries
I’m gonna pick just as many as I can carry
Give me something to put these fruits in
Open your mouth, and I’ll open my mouth too

For some blueberry pie oh my
Blueberry pie, oh my….

clouds
By Dean Jones

(chorus)
Roll over on your back now
Tell me what you see in the clouds

I see….. (whatever you see in the clouds)

Take your time and see what comes
You can’t force the imagination
Good things come to those who wait
Every diner will find it’s plate
You can share your point of view
Not everyone’s gonna agree with you
Let the clouds do their thing
Sing what you see and see what you sing

The Addage Song
By Matt Verrilli

There was a kid from Madrid
The kid caught a katydid
The katydid danced a gypsy dance
And the gypsy moths joined in

A little boy from Hanoi
He didn’t like bok choi
He caught a cabbage worm and on his plate it squirmed
He ate the bok choi for the boy

(chorus)
But you don’t know if you like it ‘til you try it
You can’t win if you don’t play
You can’t take it home ‘til you buy it
But where there’s a will there’s a way
You won’t get too far moanin’ and cryin’
Waitin’ for the sky to fall
So if you ain’t got nothing good to say
Then don’t say nothing at all

A dude from the USA
Ate 10 big macs a day
His big mac attacks had the knack
Of driving all his friends away

(chorus)

A guy from Rosendale
Pickin’ food from a garbage pail
Tried to pay his rent with Rosendale cement
So they locked him up in jail

(chorus)

A little girl from another world
With neon hair in curls
She had a UFO that wouldn’t go
So she hopped on a flying squirrel

(chorus)

Rub a dub
By Mark E Brown

I got a song that’s good in the bath
If you like science, you like math
Rub a dub- dub, rub a dub dub
Rub a dub dub, rub a dub dub dub dub

Math and science aren’t so great
I like ice cream, I like cake

I like a bath any old time
That’s when I get to say this line

I like the east, I like the west
I think I like it in the tub the best

I got a sister, her name is Kate
She nearly choked on a roller skate

I got a brother, his name is Joe
He froze off the tip of his toe

I like to splash, I like to yell
I put my glass on the windowsill

etc

Rowboat
By Dean Jones

Bunch of fish out for a drive: rowboat
Bunch of crabs along for the ride: rowboat
We see the birds, we see the sky
Sometimes there’s more than meets the eye: rowboat

All of the dolphins and all the whales
All of the squids and the giant snails
They got the key to the underwater world
Where you can go sometimes with me: rowboat

Inside the tree, there is a way
Up is tomorrow and down yesterday
We can’t see air, but we know it’s there
Time meets space in a place we call where: rowboat

All of the rabbits and all the squirre
Curious boys and prescient girls
They got the key to the mysteries
That no one knows they know they need: rowboat

Don’t be afraid, don’t be confused: rowboat
There’s no such thing as to win or to lose
We see the birds, we see the sky
Sometimes there’s more than meets the eye: rowboat

Ugly Fruit
by Dean Jones

I like the wormy ones
I’ll eat the ugly ones
I like an apple that don’t look good on the shelf

I like the wormy ones, the apples on the ground
Yeah I like the ugly fruit

Cause that’s the way they looked a hundred years ago
Before the people started worrying about the look of the fruit
Before the pesticides and all the herbicides
And all the good kinds of poison
WHAT’S A GOOD KIND OF POISON??
There’s No good kind of poison!!

I like the ugly ones with spots and nicks
Ugly apples they just taste so good
Gimme a wormy one, I’ll eat around the worm
That’s how I know the apple’s good for me

Without the pesticides and the herbicides
And all the good kinds of poison
WHAT’S A GOOD KIND OF POISON??
There’s NO good kinds of poison!!!

I like the wormy ones
I’ll eat the ugly ones
I like an apple that don’t look good on the shelf

I like the wormy ones, the apples on the ground
I like the ugly fruit

I like the berries that the birds will eat
That the bears will eat That’s good enough for me (3X)