Just A Little Boy

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Just a little boy born on a cold and wintry day
His sisters gather round his head
Caught up in the wonder of having a little brother
Who we thought would be a girl instead

Just a little boy has come into the world
The apple of his mother's eye
And like the flowers on a hillside
The crimson of a sunset
Is the miracle of a baby child

Just a little boy, just a little boy
With skinny legs and eyes so blue
Before our very eyes, a gift, the perfect prize
We had a son that tiny child was you

Doo doo doo doo...
And like the flowers on a hillside
The crimson of a sunset
Is the miracle of a baby child

The Enormous Turnip

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A turnip did grow and grow and grow
Until it was enormous
An old man tried to pull it up
He pulled and pulled and pulled and pulled
But couldn’t pull up the turnip

INSTRUMENTAL

The old man asked his wife to help
To help pull up the turnip
The wife pulled the man
The old man tried to pull it up
They pulled and pulled and pulled and pulled
But couldn’t pull up the turnip

INSTRUMENTAL

The old man’s wife then asked a boy
To help pull up the turnip
The boy pulled the wife
The wife pulled the man
The old man tried to pull it up
They pulled and pulled and pulled and pulled
But couldn’t pull up the turnip

INSTRUMENTAL

The boy then asked a girl to help
To help pull up the turnip
The girl pulled the boy
The boy pulled the wife
The wife pulled the man
The old man tried to pull it up
They pulled and pulled and pulled and pulled
But couldn’t pull up the turnip

The girl then called out to a dog
The dog called a cat
The cat called a mouse
To help pull up the turnip
The mouse pulled the cat
The cat pulled the dog
The dog pulled the girl
The girl pulled the boy
The boy pulled the wife
The wife pulled the man

The old man tried to pull it up
They pulled and pulled and pulled and pulled
And pulled and pulled and pulled and pulled
And pulled and pulled and pulled and pulled…

SPOKEN
And finally after one last HUGE pull….
Up came a gigantic, an absolutely enormous turnip!!!

Come Together (Stand Up Tall)

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CHORUS
Stand together, stand up tall
We are different and yet the same
We’re curly haired ones, black and white ones
Red and yellow ones, young and old ones – so
Come together, stand up tall
We are different and yet the same.

Two hundred years – not so long ago when
Black men walked the land
Across the desert sand
White men came and stayed
Black men they have paid.

CHORUS

Weep for the mothers, cry for the children
A stolen generation are they
Come sister and brother look after each other
We can give what we are and gain

Here we all are – different as can be
And if you a stranger be
From far across the sea
Welcome to this land
Reach out and take my hand

CHORUS

Chopsticks

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I play the violin every morning
And every evening of every day
Suzuki Bach Vivaldi Schumann
But really all that I want to play is –

(Chopsticks tune)

I play the grand piano practice
My chords and scales and arpeggios
So boring and it drives my family
Up the wall Dad says ‘Why don’t you play’ –

(Chopsticks tune)

I play the flute the silver flute
But it doesn’t sound much like James Galway
I wonder if when he was ten whether
Sometimes he was allowed to play –

(Chopsticks tune)

I’d really love to sing a classical
Song or two at the Opera House
And sound like Pavarotti
La la la la la la la la la la la.

(Chopsticks tune)

Chops and Sausages

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The days are long, the weather’s fine
We eat outside, it’s summertime
Friends come round, have some tea
Lots to eat, for you and me – there’s

CHORUS
Chops and sausages sizzling on the barbecue
Popping and a crackling and a sizzling on the barbecue
There’s chops and sausages sizzling on the barbecue

Not a single cloud, passes by
The sun is hot, the earth is dry
Some lemonade, goes down a treat
And then it’s time, for more to eat –there’s

CHORUS

No more work, no more school
Lazy days, by the pool
Half past five, a little sniff
And there it is, that familiar whiff - of

CHORUS
Chops and sausages sizzling on the barbecue
Popping and a crackling and a sizzling on the barbecue
There’s chops and sausages sizzling on the barbecue
Popping and a crackling and a sizzling on the barbecue
There’s chops and sausages sizzling on the barbecue

Jellybean Road

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When Emily goes to kindy
She walks with her Mum
She talks with her Mum
And they run and they run and they run
To the top of Jellybean Road

When Alison goes to kindy
She skips with her Mum
Plays tricks on her Mum
And then they run and they run and they run
To the top of Jellybean Road

When Rebecca goes to kindy
She hops with her Mum
She stops with her Mum
And then they run and they run and they run
To the top of Jellybean Road

When Jessica goes to kindy
There’s no time to play
She races all the way
With a hurry and a scurry and a rush
To the top of Jellybean Road
And she calls out to her Mum, “Come on Mrs Slowcoach!”