CHAIRS TO MEND

Chairs to mend, old chairs to mend.

Mackerel, fresh mackerel.

Any old rags?  Any old rags?

            CHARLIE CHAPLIN

Oh, the sun shines bright on Charlie Chaplin.

His hair needs waxin’, his shoes need blackin’.

And his old grey pants, they need patchin’

Where he’s been scratchin’ mosquito bites, mo-squi-to-bites!

CHEWING GUM

My mother gave me a nickel to buy a pickle.

I did not buy a pickle, I bought some chewing gum.

Tra la la la la chewing gum.  Tra la la chewing gum.

Tra la la la la chewing gum.  Tra la la chewing gum.

Dime-lime, Quarter-porter, Dollar-collar.

            CHILDREN ONE AND ALL

Some of us live in big houses, some of us in small.

Some of our names are written on blackboards, some are written on walls.

Some fo our daddies work in factories, some of them stand in line.

Some of our daddies buy us marbles, some of them just buy wine.

But at night, you can’t tell Sunday suits from tattered overalls.

But then we’re only children, children one and all.

            COME AND SIT BY MY SIDE LITTLE CAMPER

Come and sit by my side, little camper

Let me pin Pokagon on your chest.

And I’ll tell you story of our camp

And how it was founded in the west.

Into town came Simon and Leopold

Just a-ridin’ on their Pinto named Pete

And together they founded Pokagon

And now we’re the social elite.

When the time comes ‘round for the round up, yahoo!

Don’t get roped into another camp’s corral, uh-uh!

Bring your bedroll and come to Pokagon

For we are the straight shooting gals!  bang-bang!

            THE CRUEL WAR

          By Stookey & Yarrow
 

The cruel war is raging, Johnny has to fight.

How I want to be with him from morning till night.

I want to be with him, it grieves my heart so.

“Won’t you let me go with you?”

“No, my love, no.”

Tomorrow is Sunday, Monday is the day

That your captain will call you and you must obey.

Your captain will call you, it grieves my heart so.

“Won’t you let me go with you?”

“No, my love no.”

I’ll tie back my hair, men’s clothing I’ll put on

And I’ll pass as your comrade as we march along.

I’ll pass as your comrade, no one will ever know.

“Won’t you let me go with you?”

“No, my love no.”

Oh Johnny, oh Johnny, I fear you are unkind

For I love you far better than all of mankind.

I love you far better than words can e’er express.

“Won’t you let me go with you?”

“Yes, my love yes!”