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Gacgoon went the little green frog one day. Gacgoon went the little green frog. Gacgoon went the little green frog one day And his eyes went gac, gac, goon.
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Have you seen the ghost of Tom? Long, white bones with the skin all gone. Pooooooooor Tom. Wouldn’t it be chilly with no skin on?
(Sing as round.)
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Why doesn’t my goose sing as well as they goose? When I paid for my goose twice as much as thine?
(Sing as round.)
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Got no place to go and nothing to do. Nobody loves me, I’m feeling so blue. Nobody cares if I live or I die. Nobody hears me when I laugh or cry.
Chorus: Ooo oo ooo oo-oo-oo-oo! Ooo oo ooo oo-oo-oo-oo!
Got someplace to go and something to do. Somebody loves me, I’m no longer blue. Somebody cares if I live or I die. Somebody hears me when I laugh or cry.
Chorus: Yippee-ee ee-ee-ee-ee! Yippee-ee ee-ee-ee-ee!
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For health and strength and daily bread, We praise Thy name, oh Lord. For health!
GRACE: JOHNNY APPLESEED (AFTERNOON)
Oh, the Lord is good to me, and so I thank the Lord For giving me the things I need, The sun and rain and the apple seed. The Lord is good to me.
GRACE: (EVENING)
Oh give thanks. Oh give thanks. Oh give thanks unto the Lord. For He is gracious and His mercy endureth forever and ever.
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Grandma’s in the cellar. Lordie can’t you smell ‘er! Cookin’ on that durned old dirty stove. In ‘er eye there’s matter that keeps drippin’ in the batter And she whistles while the (sniff!) runs down her nose! Granny Oakes! Granny Oakes! Yahoo! And she whistles while the (sniff!) runs down her nose.
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I’ll sing you one, ho! Green grow the rushes ho! What is your one, ho! One is one and all is alone and ever more shall be it so.
(Repeat, each time substituting with the following: )
Two, two lily white boys, clothe them all in green, oh! Three, three the rivals, singing Four for the gospel makers Five for the symbols at your door Six for six proud walkers Seven for the seven stars in the sky Eight for the April rainers Nine for the nine bright shiners Ten for Ten Commandments Eleven for the eleven that went to heaven Twelve for the twelve Apostles
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Green trees around us, blue skies above Friends all around us in a world filed with love. Taps sounding softly, hearts beating true As campers say, “Goodnight” to you. Goodnight, goodnight, as the evening shadows still across the sky. In each living, glowing ember, there’s a friendship to remember As we sing one last Goodnight. Goodnight. Goodnight.
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