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Lesson 1: YOUR RAKE SO FINE
Could you, would you
Let me share your rake so fine
No, sir, go sir,
Don't you know this rake is mine
I would trade you apples from my tree.
Never, my fine rake is just for me.
Lesson 2: THE PRODUCT RULE
Sing the Product rule on time
One prime two less two one prime!
Isn't mathemetics fun
One two less prime two plus one
Lesson 3: THE INDIANS
The Indians stole my lunch money,
They took it quite away.
The Indians stole my lunch money,
I'll have to eat crumbs today.
I will toil on the land.
Grow and make my lunch by hand.
Then I'll be content until
The Indians steal my lunch money
Again tomorrow, too.
Lesson 4: UNCLE BILL
Some say Beavers
Are unbelievers,
But I've seen them pray with my Uncle Bill (Hey!)
I like Druids
Who give me fluids,
But if they do not, then I like them still.
Here are the ditches I felt you needed
Still I would rinse them off once or twice and so
We'll buy clerics
To fill the barracks,
So we all can pray with my Uncle Bill.
Lesson 5: MUSETTE
Hey Marco Polo,
Say Marco Polo,
Why don't you sell me pungent spices
No Mussolini,
Go Mussolini,
I'll eat zem all unt make you watch.
My love for you is a tall, tall tree.
When in blossom it is quite abrasive.
Dear Marco Polo,
Here, Marco Polo,
Dis is a doll of woven hemp.
Lesson 6: SOMETIMES
Sometimes I want to stay
Sometimes I want to go.
I stay!
I go!
Stay!
Go!
Stay.
Sometimes I want to go.
I stay!
I go!
Stay!
Go!
Lesson 7: FARMER, FARMER
Farmer, Farmer planted seeds,
Farmer, Farmer waited.
He waited for the sun to shine
He waited for the rain to fall,
Farmer, Farmer waited.
He waited...
He waited...
Farmer, Farmer waited.
Farmer, Farmer planted seeds,
Farmer, Farmer waited.
He waited for the sun to shine
He waited for the rain to fall,
Farmer, Farmer waited.
He waited...
He waited...
Farmer, Farmer waited.
Lesson 8: THE MARCH OF THE ELEPHANT AND THE BEE
(Instrumental)
Lesson 9: MR. RABBIT
Mr. Rabbit, Mr. Rabbit,
Your ears are mighty long!
Yes, bless God, they're put on wrong,
Every little soul must shine, shine!
Every little soul must shine, shine!
Mr. Rabbit, Mr. Rabbit,
Your eyes are mighty red!
Yes, bless God, I'm almost dead,
Every little soul must shine, shine!
Every little sould must shine, shine!
Mr. Rabbit, Mr. Rabbit,
Your mouth is full of sod!
Yes, Yahweh, the Hebrew God,
Every little soul must shine, shine!
Every little soul must shine, shine!
Mr. Rabbit, Mr. Rabbit,
Your paws are in the trough
Yes bless God, I chewed them off,
Every little soul must shine, shine!
Every little soul must shine, shine!
Lesson 10: I JUST KNOW
I am a wonder,
I'm a wee,
I just know it's Pee-Moo-Nee!
Come to my house
And you will see,
Just how nasty I can be!
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, hmm, hmm, hmm.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, hmm, hmm.
Well, I am a wonder,
I'm a wee!
I just know it's PEE-MOO-NEE!
Lesson 11: THE JAZZRAG STRUT
(Instrumental)
Lesson 12: THE HODOWN
We're both happy happy at the Hodown!
See that fiddle faddle play,
So fast, he'll never ever slow down,
And put his bow down 'til you say
Yip! Yip! Yip! Yip! Yip! Yip! Yip!
There's no fighting at the Hodown.
Our friends are not made of hay.
We're glad, 'cause they will never blow down,
Not at the Hodown anyway.
Yip! Yip! Yip! Yip! Yip! Yip! Yip!
Lesson 13: JEREMY
Jeremy, Jeremy, Jeremy!
Jeremy, Jeremy, Jeremy! Jeremy!
Jeremy, Jeremy, Jeremy!
Jeremy, Jeremy, Jeremy! Jeremy! Jeremy!
Jeremy, Jeremy, Jeremy! Jeremy! Jeremy!
Jeremy, Jeremy, Jere...my!
Lesson 14: THE CARAVAN
Hey, Yasmeena, where's your veil
You may swallow it but Allah will prevail.
Lay you down upon a bed of kale, kale.
I'll chop off your hands for opening my mail!
Masalama!
Lesson15: INDIANS IN MY NEIGHBORHOOD
There are Indians in my neighborhood,
Indians that I know,
There's the Seminole and the Mohawk,
Not to mention Navajo,
There's the Iriquois and the Chippewas,
Cherokees and the Soiuxs,
There's the Potawatomees and the Blackfoots,
Who wear corn instead of shoes,
And when Indians go to hunt, I'll tell you what they do,
They use every part of the buffalo
In their pipes and tents and stew!
Lesson16: THE PILGRIMS
The Pilgrims landed on Plymouth Rock
With buckles on their hats.
The natives gave them a pumpkin pie,
And flaxen corn husk spats.
Ours is their glory,
For their story is our own,
And we all could learn from the way those Puritans
Made those gross Indians atone.
"Your Rake So Fine" - lyrics by Bela Bartok
"Uncle Bill" - music adapted from my childhood piano lesson book, author unknown
"Musette" - music by J.S. Bach
"Sometimes" - author unknown
"Mr. Rabbit" - adapted from Burl Ives
"I Just Know" - author unknown
"The Caravan" - music adapted from my childhood piano lesson book, author unknown
(Anitra Brooks - vocals
Clare Olsen - vocals
Josh Siegel - vocals)
Copyright 1993 Zach London
