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H2> H I J K L M N O P
Q R S, T U V
W X Y and Z
Now you heard my ABC
Next time won’t you sing with me?
Jack be nimble,
Jack be quick,
Jack jump over the candlestick!
Running, running, running (2x)
Now let’s stop, now let’s stop!
Pease porridge hot,
Pease porridge cold,
Pease porridge in the pot,
Nine days old!
Some like it hot,
Some like it cold,
Some like it in the pot,
Nine days old!
Tt- Tom, Tom, the Piper’s Son
Tom, Tom, the piper’s son
Learned to play when he was young
But the only tune that he could play,
Was over the fields and far away!
Hickory, Dickory Dock
The mouse ran up the clock
The clock struck one
And down he ran,
Hickory, Dickory Dock
Little boy blue, come blow your horn
The sheep’s in the meadow
The cow’s in the corn
Where is the boy who looks after the sheep?
Under the haystack, fast asleep!
Ride a cockhorse
To Barnberry Cross
To see a fine lady,
Upon a white horse
Rings on her fingers,
And bells on her toes,
She shall have music,
Wherever she goes.
You put your *right hand in,
You put your *right hand out,
You put your *right hand in,
And you shake it all about.
You do the hokey pokey,
And you turn yourself around.
That’s what it’s all about.
*Additional verses:
You put your left hand…
You put your right foot…
You put your left foot…
You put your head…
You put your whole self…
Making melodies in my heart,
Making melodies in my heart,
Making melodies in my heart,
For the king of kings…
*Thumbs in!
Making melodies in my heart,
Making melodies in my heart,
Making melodies in my heart,
For the king of kings…
*Additional verses:
elbows up
knees bend
feet apart
head bend
tongue out
turn around
Sing a song of sixpence
A pocket full of rye,
Four and twenty blackbirds
Baked in a pie.
To market, to market
To buy a fat pig,
Home again, home again,
Jigiddy jig!
To market, to market,
To buy a fat hog,
Home again, home again,
Jiggidy jog!
You shall have an apple,
You shall have a plum,
You shall have a rattle,
When Papa comes home.
If all the world were apple pie,
And all the seas were ink,
And all the trees were bread and cheese.
What should we have for a drink?
One misty moisty morning when cloudy was the weather,
I chance to meet an old man,
Clothe on a leather.
He began to compliment and I began to grin
“How do you do? How do you do?”
How do you do it again?
Six Little Ducks that I once knew,
Fat ducks, skinny ducks, fair ducks too.
But the one little duck with a feather on his back,
He led the others with a quack, quack, quack.
Down to the river they would go,
Wibble-wobble, wibble-wobble, to and fro.
But the one little duck with a feather on his back,
He led the others with a quack, quack, quack!
Quack, quack, quack! Quack, quack, quack!
He led the others with a quack, quack, quack!
The wheels on the bus go round and round,
Round and round, round and round.
The wheels on the bus go round and round,
All around town.
*The money on the bus goes clink, clink, clink…
*The driver on the bus says, “Move on back!”…
*The doors on the bus go open and shut…
*The people on the bus go bumpety-bump…
*The baby on the bus goes, “Waaah, waah, waah!”…
*The wipers on the bus go swish, swish, swish…
Down by the station, early in the morning,
See the little puffer bellies all in a row.
See the engine driver pull the little handle,
“Chug, chug, toot, toot! Off we go!”
Ten little firefighters sleeping in a row.
Ding, ding goes the bell,
And down the pole they go.
Off on the engine, oh, oh, oh.
Using the big hose, so, so, so.
When all the fire’s out, home so slow.
Back into bed, all in a row.
Q R S, T U V
W X Y and Z
Now you heard my ABC
Next time won’t you sing with me?
Jj- Jack Be Nimble
Jack be nimble,
Jack be quick,
Jack jump over the candlestick!
Walking, Walking
Walking, walking, walking
Hop, hop, hop (2x)Running, running, running (2x)
Now let’s stop, now let’s stop!
Pp- Pease Porridge Hot
Pease porridge hot,
Pease porridge cold,
Pease porridge in the pot,
Nine days old!
Some like it hot,
Some like it cold,
Some like it in the pot,
Nine days old!
Oo- Polly, Put the Kettle On
Polly, put the kettle on,
Polly, put the kettle on,
Polly, put the kettle on
And let’s drink tea!
Sukey, take it off again
Sukey, take It off again
Sukey, take it off again
And they’re all gone away!Tt- Tom, Tom, the Piper’s Son
Tom, Tom, the piper’s son
Learned to play when he was young
But the only tune that he could play,
Was over the fields and far away!
Hickory, Dickory Dock
The mouse ran up the clock
The clock struck one
And down he ran,
Hickory, Dickory Dock
Little boy blue, come blow your horn
The sheep’s in the meadow
The cow’s in the corn
Where is the boy who looks after the sheep?
Under the haystack, fast asleep!
Ride a cockhorse
To Barnberry Cross
To see a fine lady,
Upon a white horse
Rings on her fingers,
And bells on her toes,
She shall have music,
Wherever she goes.
You put your *right hand in,
You put your *right hand out,
You put your *right hand in,
And you shake it all about.
You do the hokey pokey,
And you turn yourself around.
That’s what it’s all about.
*Additional verses:
You put your left hand…
You put your right foot…
You put your left foot…
You put your head…
You put your whole self…
Making melodies in my heart,
Making melodies in my heart,
Making melodies in my heart,
For the king of kings…
*Thumbs in!
Making melodies in my heart,
Making melodies in my heart,
Making melodies in my heart,
For the king of kings…
*Additional verses:
elbows up
knees bend
feet apart
head bend
tongue out
turn around
Sing a song of sixpence
A pocket full of rye,
Four and twenty blackbirds
Baked in a pie.
To market, to market
To buy a fat pig,
Home again, home again,
Jigiddy jig!
To market, to market,
To buy a fat hog,
Home again, home again,
Jiggidy jog!
You shall have an apple,You shall have a plum,
You shall have a rattle,
When Papa comes home.
If all the world were apple pie,And all the seas were ink,
And all the trees were bread and cheese.
What should we have for a drink?
One misty moisty morning when cloudy was the weather,I chance to meet an old man,
Clothe on a leather.
He began to compliment and I began to grin
“How do you do? How do you do?”
How do you do it again?
Six Little Ducks that I once knew,Fat ducks, skinny ducks, fair ducks too.
But the one little duck with a feather on his back,
He led the others with a quack, quack, quack.
Down to the river they would go,
Wibble-wobble, wibble-wobble, to and fro.
But the one little duck with a feather on his back,
He led the others with a quack, quack, quack!
Quack, quack, quack! Quack, quack, quack!
He led the others with a quack, quack, quack!
The wheels on the bus go round and round,Round and round, round and round.
The wheels on the bus go round and round,
All around town.
*The money on the bus goes clink, clink, clink…
*The driver on the bus says, “Move on back!”…
*The doors on the bus go open and shut…
*The people on the bus go bumpety-bump…
*The baby on the bus goes, “Waaah, waah, waah!”…
*The wipers on the bus go swish, swish, swish…
Down by the station, early in the morning,See the little puffer bellies all in a row.
See the engine driver pull the little handle,
“Chug, chug, toot, toot! Off we go!”
Ten little firefighters sleeping in a row.Ding, ding goes the bell,
And down the pole they go.
Off on the engine, oh, oh, oh.
Using the big hose, so, so, so.
When all the fire’s out, home so slow.
Back into bed, all in a row.