Letting the days go by, let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by, water flowing underground
Into the blue again after the money’s gone
Once in a lifetime, water flowing underground
How high’s the water, mama?
Two feet high and risin’
How high’s the water, papa?
She said it’s two feet high and risin’
We can make it to the road in a homemade boat
That’s the only thing we got left that’ll float
It’s already over all the wheat and oats,
Two feet high and risin’
The tide is high but I’m holding on
I’m gonna be your number one
The tide is high but I’m holding on
I’m gonna be your number one
The water is wide, I can’t cross o’er
And neither have I wings to fly
Give me a boat that can carry two
And both shall row, my love and I
Don’t go chasing waterfalls
Please stick to the rivers and the lakes that you’re used to
I know that you’re gonna have it your way or nothing at all
But I think you’re movi
I wanna know, won’t you tell me
Am I in love to stay?
Take me to the river
And wash me down
Won’t you cleanse my soul?
Put my feet on the ground
Hurry take me to the Mardi Gras
In the city of my dreams
You can legalize your lows
You can wear your summer clothes, in New Orleans
Take Me to the Mardi Gras – Paul Simon
-“BB”-
Daddy’s takin’ us to the zoo tomorrow,
Zoo tomorrow, zoo tomorrow
Daddy’s takin’ us to the zoo tomorrow
And we can stay all day
It’s a light and tumble journey
From the East Side to the park
Just a fine and fancy ramble to the zoo
But you can take the crosstown bus
If it’s raining or it’s cold
And the animals will love it
If you do
Just a perfect day
Feed animals in the zoo
Then later a movie, too
And then home
I went to the animal fair
The birds and the bees were there
The old Raccoon by the light of the moon
Was combing his auburn hair.
The funniest was the monk,
He climbed up the elephant’s trunk,
The elephant sneezed and fell to his knees
And what became of the monk?
Monkey doodle doo
Monkey doodle doo
You tried to make a monkey out of me
I’ll make a baboon out of you
I’m a Yankee Doodle Dandy
A Yankee Doodle, do or die
A real live nephew of my uncle Sam’s
Born on the Fourth of July
I’ve got a Yankee Doodle sweetheart
She’s my Yankee Doodle joy
Yankee Doodle came to London
Just to ride the ponies
I am a Yankee Doodle boy
Some folks are born, made to wave the flag
Ooh, they’re red, white and blue
And when the band plays, “Hail To The Chief”
Ooh, they point the cannon at you, Lord
It ain’t me, it ain’t me
I ain’t no senator’s son, son
It ain’t me, it ain’t me
I ain’t no fortunate one, no
llikewise wrote:
And when the band plays, “Hail To The Chief”
Ooh, they point the cannon at you, Lord
Not in play:
I always thought the word was ‘camera’, not ‘cannon’, since it’s the senators’ sons that the media fawns over, taking their pictures and everything. It’s poor pissants like the singer who face the cannon when they go off to fight the wars.
In play:
But it ain’t me, babe
No, no, no, it ain’t me babe
It ain’t me you’re lookin’ for, babe
It Ain’t Me, Babe – Bob Dylan
-“BB”-
Ain’t too proud to beg, sweet darlin’
Please don’t leave me girl, don’t you go
Ain’t too proud to plead, baby, baby
Please don’t leave me, girl, don’t you go
Baby, please don’t go
Baby, please don’t go
Baby, please don’t go down to New Orleans
You know I love you so
Baby, please don’t go
Lover please, please come back
Don’t take a train comin’ down the track
Don’t, please don’t, don’t leave me
Don’t leave me in misery
Choirs will be singing “Silent Night”
Christmas carols by candlelight
Please come home for Christmas
Please come home for Christmas
If not for Christmas by New Years night
The holly green, the ivy green
The prettiest picture you’ve ever seen
It’s Christmas in Killarney
With all of the folks at home
Christmas in Killarney – Dennis Day, Bing Crosby, Irish Rovers, and others
-“BB”-