Showing posts with label classic rhyme. Show all posts
Showing posts with label classic rhyme. Show all posts

Thursday, June 26, 2014

You are my Sunshine



You are my sunshine, my only sunshine

You make me happy when skies are gray

You'll never know dear, how much i love you

So please don't take my sunshine away

Thursday, February 9, 2012

Rub a Dub Dub


Rub-a-dub-dub
(rub noses with baby)

Three men in a tub
And who do you think they be?

The butcher
(tickle under left arm)

The baker
(tickle under right arm)

The candlestick maker
(tickle baby's tummy)

And out they jumped all three
(lift baby up)

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Little Boy Blue



Little Boy Blue,

Come blow your horn.
(pretend to blow horn)

The sheep are in the meadow,
(right arm gestures left)

The cow is in the corn.
(left arm gestures toward right

Where is the little boy
That looks after the sheep
(Hand over eyes - look around)

He's under the haystack,
Fast asleep.
(hands under cheek, eyes closed)

Will you wake him?

No, not I.
(Shake head "no")

For if I do

He'll surely cry.
(pretend to cry)

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Baa, Baa Black Sheep


Baa, baa, black sheep,
Have you any wool?
Yes, sir, yes, sir,
Three bags full.

One for my master,
One for my dame,
And one for the little boy
Who lives in the lane.

Baa, baa, black sheep,
Have you any wool?
Yes, sir, yes, sir,
Three bags full.

Do Your Ears Hang Low?

Do your ears hang low
(tug at earlobes)

Do they wobble to and fro?
(wave hands back in forth)

Can you tie them in a knot?
(tie an invisible knot)

Can you tie them in a bow?
(tie an invisible bow)

Can you throw them over your shoulder
(toss something over your shoulder)

Like a continental soldier
(salute)

Do your ears hang low? (tug at earlobes)

Hickety, Pickety, My Black Hen

Hickety, pickety, my black hen,

She lays eggs for gentlemen.

Sometimes nine,

Sometimes ten,

Hickety, pickety, my black hen.

Old Mother Hubbard

Old Mother Hubbard,

went to the cupboard,

to fetch her poor dog a bone.

But when she got there,

the cupboard was bare,

and so the poor dog had none.

Mary, Mary Quite Contrary

Mary, Mary, quite contrary,

how does your garden grow?

With silver bells,

and cockle shells,

and pretty maids all in a row.

Criss, Cross, Applesauce

Criss, cross, applesauce
(draw an X on child's back)

Big squeeze
(hug child)

Cool breeze
(blow on back of child's neck)

Now you've got the shivers!
(tickle all over)

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Tommy O'Flynn

Tune: Mulberry Bush

Tommy O'Flynn and his old gray mare
(bounce child on knees)
went off to see the county fair.

The bridge fell down
(lower child between knees)
and the bridge fell in,

and that was the end of Tommy O'Flynn!
(bounce child quickly)

Jack be Nimble

Jack be Nimble, Jack be Quick
(bounce child on knees)

Jack Jump over the Candlestick
(lift child up)

(Repeat.)

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

One Potato



(Count on Fingers)

One potato,
Two potato,
Three potato,
Four,
Five potato,
Six potato,
Seven potatoes
More!

Vintery, mintery, cutery, corn

Vintery, mintery, cutery, corn,

Apple seed and apple thorn

Wire, briar, limber lock,

Three geese in a flock.

One flew east,

And one flew west,

And one flew over the cuckoo's nest.

Three Blind Mice


Three blind mice,

Three blind mice,

See how they run!

See how they run!

They all ran after the farmer's wife,

Who cut off their tails with a carving knife,

Did you ever see such a sight in your life,

As three blind mice?

Ring Around the Rosie

Ring around the rosie,

Pocket full of posies

Ashes, ashes

We all fall down.

Mary Had a Little Lamb



Mary had a little lamb,

Its fleece was white as snow;

And everywhere that Mary went,

The lamb was sure to go.

It followed her to school one day,

That was against the rule;

It made the children laugh and play

To see a lamb at school.

And so the teacher turned it out,

But still it lingered near,

And waited patiently about

Till Mary did appear.

"Why does the lamb love Mary so?"

The eager children cry.

"Why, Mary loves the lamb, you know,"

The teacher did reply.

Little Jack Horner

Little Jack Horner

Sat in a corner,

Eating his Christmas pie;

He put in his thumb,

And pulled out a plum,

And said, "What a good boy am I!"

Humpty Dumpty



Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,

Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.

All the kings horses,

And all the kings men,

Couldn't put Humpty together again.

Peas Porridge

Peas Porridge hot,
(clap hands in rhythm)

Peas Porridge cold,

Peas Porridge in the pot
(cup hands to make pot)

Nine days old.

Some like it hot,
(cup one hand, dip hand from other hand into, pretend eating)

Some like it cold,

Some like it the pot
(cup hands again)

Nine days old.

Hot Cross Buns

Hot Cross Buns,
(clap hands in rhythm)

Hot Cross Buns

One a-penny, two a-penny.
(Count out two fingers)

Hot Cross Buns
(clap hands)