Contents

The Frogs in Yonder Pond (round)
Fish Heads
Food Song
The Fox
Five Hundred Miles
Follow me, Boys!
Frog Went A-Courtin'

The Frogs in Yonder Pond (round)

Hear the lively song of
The frogs in yonder pond.
Crick, crick, crick, crick, crick, crick.
Brrrrr-umph.

Fish Heads

CH: Fish heads, fish heads, rolly-polly fish heads,
Fish heads, fish heads, eat them up - yum!

1. In the morning, laooing happy fish heads,
In the evening, floating in the soup.

2. Ask a fish head anything you want to,
They won't answer - they can't talk.

3. I took a fish head, out to see a movie,
Didn't have to pay to get it in.

4. They can't play baseball, they don't wear sweaters,
They're not good dancers, they don't play drums.

5. Rolly-polly fish heads are never seen drinking cappachinno,
In Italian restaurants with Oriental women - yea!

Food Song

Soup, soup, we all want soup, Tip your bowl and drain it,
Let your whiskers strain it,
Hark, hark, that funny noise, listening to the gurgling, boys.

Meat, meat, we must have meat, fresh and juicy cow meat,
Ham and pickled pigs feet,
Veal, lamd and pork chops too, any kind of meat will do

Fish, fish, we all want fish, fish that isn't bony,
Nor a little phony,
Fresh, fish, we won't eat stale, any kind of fish but whale.

Pie, pie, we all want pie, apple, peach and cherry,
Cheese and huckleberry,
Mince, pie, is very fine, That's the wat that Boy Scouts dine!

The Fox

The fox went out on a chase one night;
Prayed to the moon for to gibe him light,
For he'd many a mile to go that night
Before he reached the town-o, town-o, town-o;
Many a mile to go that night
Before he reached the town-o.

He ran till he came to a great, big pen,
Where the ducks and the geese were kept therein;
He said, A couple o' you are gonna grease my chin
Before I leave this town-o, town-o, town-o;
A coply o' you are gonna grease my chin
Before I leave this town-o

He grabbed the grey goose by the neck,
And throwed a duch across his back;
He didn't mind the quack, quack, quack!
Or the legs all dangling down-o, down-o, down-o;
He didn't mind the quack, quack, quack!
Or the legs al hdangling down-o.

Old Mother Flipperflopper fell out of bed;
Out of the window she cocked her head.
Cryin', John, John, the grey goose is gone,
And the fox is on the town-o, town-o, town-o;
John, John, the grey goose is gone,
And the fox is on the tonw-o.

He ran till he came to his own den;
There were the little ones, eight, nine, ten;
They said, daddy, you'd better go back again
'Cause it must be a mighty fine town-o, town-o, town-o;
Daddy, you'd better go back again
'Cause it must be a might fine town-o.

Well, the fox and his wige without and strife
Cut up the goose with a fork and a knife;
They never had such a supper in their life,
And the little ones chewed on the bones-o, bones-o, bones-o;
They never had such a supper in their life,
And the little ones chewed on the bones-o.

Five Hundred Miles

1. If you miss the train I'm on, you will know that I am gone,
You can hear the wistle blow a hundred miles.

A hundred miles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles,
You can hear the wistle blow a hundred miles.

2. Lord, I'm one, Lord I'm two, Lord, I'm three, Lord, I'm four;
Lord, I'm five hundred miles from my home.

Away from home, away from home, away from home, away from home,
Lord, I'm five hundred miles from my home.

3. Not a shirt on my back, not a penny to my name,
Lord, I can't go back home this away.

This away, this away, this away, this away,
Lord, I can't go back home this away.

Follow me, Boys!

1. There's a job to do, there's a fight to win;
Follow me, boys, follow me!
And it won't be done till we all pitch in.
Lift your chin with a grin, and follow me!

CH: Follow me, boys, follow me!
When you think you're really beat,
That's the time to lift your feet,
And follow me, boys, follow me!
Pick'em up, put 'em down and follow me!
(Pick 'em up, put'em down, pick 'em up!)

2. Tho' the journey's end is beyond our sight;
Follow me, boys, follow me!
If we do our best, then we've all done right!
Pack your load; hit the road, and follow me!

Frog Went A-Courtin'

Frog went a-coutrin' and he did ride, unh-hunh, unh-hunh
Frog went a-coutrin' and he did ride, unh-hunh,
Frog went a-coutrin' and he did ride,
Sword and a pistol by his side, unh-hunh, unh-hunh

Rode up to Miss Mousie's door, ...
He gave three raps and a very loud roar. ...

He said, "miss Mousie, are you with'in?" ...
"Yes, I just sat down to spin," ...

He went right in and took her on his knee, ...
Said, "Miss Mousie, will you marry me?" ...

Miss Mousie, seh said, "I can't answer that, ...
Until I see my Uncle Rat, ...

Uncle Rat's in London Town, ...
And I don't know when he'll be down. ...

Withoug my Uncle Rat's consent, ...
I wouldn't marry the President," ...

Uncle Rat came reding home, ...
"Who's been here since I've been gone?" ...

"A very worthy gentleman, ...
He said he'd marry me if he can," ...

The first came in was an old brown cow, ...
Tried to dance and didn't know how, ...

The next came in was an old grey mare, ...
Hip stuck out and shoulder bare, ...

The next came in was a little black dog, ...
Chased Mis Mousie in a hollow log, ...

The next came in was an old tom cat, ...
Swallowed Miss Mousie slick as a rat, ...

Mr. Frog he went down to the lake, ...
And there he was swallowed by a big black snake, ...

Big black snake he swam to the lane, ...
And there was killed by a big man, ...

The big man he went to France, ...
And that's the end of my romance, ...

So here's the end of one, two, three, ...
The snake, the frog and Miss Mousie, ...

There's bread and cheese upon the shelf, ...
If you want any, just help yourself.

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