Songs For Children & Young Animals

SONGS FOR CHILDREN AND YOUNG ANIMALS

ACROSS THE SEA
It was many and many a year before
My grand folks left old Europe’s shore
Sailing for America’s door
Way across the sea
They left their family, left their friends
And never saw their home again
Goin’ where they’d never been
Way across the sea

(Chorus)
We’re going away across the sea
Bound away across the sea
Sailin’ away across the sea
To the land of liberty

Through the gates of Ellis isle
Like so many they did file
With all they owned and a hopeful smile
Way across the sea

Strangers in a new homeland
With accents hard to understand
But everything was right at hand
Way across the sea

We’re going away across the sea
Bound away across the sea
Sailin’ away across the sea
And we’re never going back

Grandpa sang a tailor’s song
And worked real hard to get along
Always they kept moving on
Way across the sea
From old New York to Californ
Me, I moved to Oregon
And maybe tomorrow New Zealand
Way across the sea

We’re going away across the sea
Bound away across the sea
Sailin’ away across the sea
And we’re never coming back

WOLFMAN’S FAMILY
As a child I had the strangest dream
I was in a home with no TV
And on the walls hung lots of pictures
Of a wolfman’s family

So I walked out into the garden
This was all in my dream
And there I saw the strangest sight
That any child’s ever seen

There was wolf people walking all around
They all smiled, none did frown
and everybody knew what was coming down
everybody ‘cept me

I mean now there I was, a balding beast
In a hairy situation to say the least
But then the implications made their stamp
I was in a wolfman’s nudist camp

And everyone was holding flowers
They’d been waiting for me for hours
They said look what April showers
Left for us in May

So I scratched my chest and I brushed my face
And said “this really ain’t too bad a place”
And now every month when the moon is full
I become who I am

As a child I had the strangest dream
I was in a home with no TV
And on the walls hung lots of pictures
Of a wolfman’s family

GRACIE’S CAT BOX
Gracie’s cat box is full of graceAnd other things too gross to mention
I bring it in when we go out
So she won’t make a big mistake
Under our bed or on the couch

Gracie’s cat box is full of grace

Gracie’s cat box is Gracie’s friend
She likes to sit and dig for hours
But she doesn’t like to read
I know because I left her magazines
Which she never touches

Gracie’s cat box is full of grace

Gracie’s cat box is full of odor eaters
But sometimes they eat their fill of odors
Then I know it’s time to change, time to change,
Time to change…Gracie’s

Cat box full of sand
And other things too gross to mention
I bring it in when we go out
So she won’t make a big mistake
Under our bed or on the couch
Gracie’s cat box is full of grace

LITTLE JELLY BELLY
When I was a kid I couldn’t whistle straight
My lips would pucker like a figure eight
Guys would laugh but I didn’t care
Though I looked like a football sucking air

(The girls said)
Here comes Little Jelly Belly he knows where it’s at
Little girls and scooter pies, getting into baby fat
Here comes Little Jelly Belly, short and round like a bowl
Bounce so high he’ll hit the sky
Love to see Little Jelly Belly roll, love to see Little Jelly Belly roll

I lost a lot of weight and I got acne
I still liked the girls but they didn’t like me
Spent a lot of time sleeping and tripping around
When I wasn’t waking up I was falling down

(No more)
Here comes Little Jelly Belly he knows where it’s at
Little girls and scooter pies, getting into baby fat
Here comes Little Jelly Belly, short and round like a bowl
Bounce so high he’ll hit the sky
Love to see Little Jelly Belly roll, love to see Little Jelly Belly roll

HUM A LITTLE HARMONY
(Spoken intro)
I was walking along the beach one day and I saw down by the ocean a man with a pair of ear phones and a metal detector. I walked up to him and he took off his ear phones and this is what he said to me:

All this warfare all this strife
Everyone’s fighting for their life
It’s hard to get things done
Without a little rule of thumb:

So hum a little harmony
Harmonize with a hominid
Never hum a harm
Never harm a hum
But always take note

There’s always going to be someone
Who tries to spoil the fun
Don’t pay him any mind
It will pass in time
Just learn how to float

And hum a little harmony
Harmonize with a hominid
Never hum a harm
Never harm a hum
But always take note

Never note a hum of harm
Never hum a harmful note
Harmonize with a hominid
Learn how to float

What a great world this could be
Theoretically
If we all could get along
And sing a little song
And harmonize

CHINESE MUSIC
I like Chinese music
I like the wing wang wong
I like Chinese music
I like to sing along

I like outer spacemen
I like their outer space suits
I like the Dodgers first baseman
My gal thinks he’s cute

‘Cause he likes Chinese music
He likes the wing wang wong
He likes Chinese music
He likes to sing along

He likes deep dish peach pie
She likes spumoni ice cream
They like their tofu stir fried
And I like to sing and dream

And we like Chinese music
We like the wing wang wong
We like Chinese music
We like to sing along

SPIDER
Spider on the wall,
She’s got no need to crawl
She found her place in a spider’s face
Spaced out on the wall

Spider keeping still
Until she spins her will
Gets her bread with sticky thread
And hours keeping still
Spider on the wall

In a spider’s eye
Clouds spun across the sky
Waves of white in yellow light
Fastened on the eye
In a spider’s eye

Spider in the wind
Hanging by a string
Has the need to be a seed
And start all over again
Spider in the wind

Spider on the wall, she’s got no need to crawl
She found her place in a spider’s face
Spaced out on the wall
Spider on the wall

SUMMER DAYS
I’m laying down under a tree
Hanging out with the honeybees
No place else for me
With the chickens and the dogs
And the crickets and the frogs
But maybe I’ll go to the creek Or maybe I’ll go back to sleep
I love these summer days
Goin’ n dat n dat n dao, dat n da…

Now when you’re in the tall grasses
And you ain’t got your glasses everything will pass by and by
But there’s nothing to hurry and no reason to worry
Just lay back and look at the sky

I’m laying down under a tree
Taking life easily
No place else for me
With the chickens and the dogs
And the crickets and the frogs
There’s a cat on a log and the buzzin’ of a saw
But maybe I’ll go to the creek
Or maybe I’ll go back to sleep
I love these summer days
Goin’ n dat n dat n dao, dat n da…

LITTLE BIRDS
Once there were two lovely birds
And they lived in a woods by the sea
So high they flew into the lofty blue
Then returned to their nesting tree
Twas the waning of the year
And the world wore a shroud of white
When the woods were calm you could hear a joyous song
As they sang through the day and night
And they sang to the rising sun
And they sang to the wind and the sea
And they sang to the coming of the spring
In a voice so sweet and free

But one day she did not return
And maybe killed was she
By a young boys stone so innocently thrown
At a small thing of beauty
He called her everywhere
Fair winds blow my love to me
Is she in the clouds or the waves breaking loud
Is she flying o’er the sea
And he sang to the setting sun
And he sang to the moon and the stars
And he sang through the cold of the winter
For a love that could not come

Oh I still can hear his song
And it always shall remind
What the heart dreams of, a pure and simple love
A love that persists through time
And maybe it will be
By the song from his trembling throat
That she will hear and one day will appear
And together again they’ll be
And they’ll sing to the rising sun
And they’ll sing to the wind and the sea
And they’ll sing to the coming of the spring
In a voice so sweet and free

Once there were two lovely birds
And they lived in a woods by the sea
So high they flew into the lofty blue
Then returned to their nesting tree

FOREST MORNING
A song so fresh springs from my breast
And grows like a tree in the forest
Young and strong yet ancient in the dawn mist
And the gray lifting shadows

Birds spread their wings in branches and sing
Harmony to Pan’s unheard echo
Elk raise their heads and jump from their beds
Through the woods to the sacred green meadow

And when all arrive
Bathed in the golden light of morning
They utter one prayer from the ant to the bear
And give thanks for the new day a dawning