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Make new friends, but keep the old. One is silver and the other gold.
(Sing as round.)
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Mandy was a little Bahama girl. Mandy was a little Bahama girl.
Chorus: Mandy ooh ooh, Mandy ooh ooh (Oh) Mandy mine.
Dark brown hair and eyes of blue. Loved nobody else but you.
Repeat chorus.
Married her on a Saturday night. Happiness night of my life.
Repeat chorus.
Mandy had a little baby. Had a baby just for me.
Repeat chorus.
Baby made my Mandy cry. Cry so hard she’s sure to die.
Repeat chorus.
Mandy died on a Saturday night. Saddest night of my life.
Repeat chorus.
Buried her on the Bahama sand, With my wedding band on her hand.
Repeat chorus.
Buried her with the little baby. Now I’m living with a memory.
Repeat chorus.
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1st Group: Oom pah pah, oom pah pah 2nd Group: Mmm shh shh, mmm shh shh 3rd Group: Oom tweedle-dee-dee, oom tweedle-dee-dee 4th Group: Na na na na na, na na na na na na na na na Na na na na na, na na na na na na na na na (repeat)
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Michael row the boat ashore, Hallelujah! Michael row the boat ashore, Hallelujah!
Sister help to trim the sail, Hallelujah! Sister help to trim the sail, Hallelujah!
River Jordan is chilly and cold, Hallelujah! Chills the body but not the soul, Hallelujah!
River Jordan is deep and wide, Hallelujah! Milk and honey on the other side, Hallelujah!
Gabriel blow the trumpet horn, Hallelujah! Gabriel blow the trumpet horn, Hallelujah!
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By Barris & Cavanaugh
Sun goes down, moon comes out, People gather ‘round and they all begin to shout: “Hey, hey, whatdaya say?” It’s a treat to beat your feet on the Mississippi mud! It’s a treat to beat your feet on the Mississippi mud!
What a dance do they do Lordie how I’m telling you. They don’t need no band. They keep time by clapping their hands. Happy as a cow chewing on his cud. It’s a treat to beat your feet on the Mississippi mud! It’s a treat (clap clap), it’s a treat (clap clap) It’s a treat to beat your feet on the Mississippi mud!
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‘Twas on a summer’s evening we walked the forest through When suddenly we heard it, the sweet and low cuckoo. Cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo. Cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo.
Mr. Moon, Mr. Moon, you’re out too soon. The sun is still in the sky. Go back to bed and cover up your head, And wait till the day goes buy.
(Sing as round.)
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By Madden & Wenrich
We were sailing along on Moonlight Bay. You could hear the campers singing, ba ba ba ba bamb. They seemed to say…What’d they say this time? “You have stolen my heart and my sweatshirt, too Now don’t go away. Don’t worry I’ll stay.” As we sang those love songs on Moonlight Bay, on Moonlight Bay.
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My Uncle Bill’s got a still on the hill Where he brews up a gallon or two. And the birds in the sky get so drunk they can’t fly From that good ol’ Mountain Dew.
Chorus: They call it that good ol’ Mountain Dew, Dew, Dew And them that refuse are few (mighty few!) Well, I’ll hush up my mug if you fill up my jug With that good ol’ Mountain Dew!
My Uncle Mort’s kinda sawed off and short And he measures ‘bout four foot two. But he feels mighty big when you give him a swig Of that good ol’ Mountain Dew.
Repeat chorus.
My sister Sal was a big city gal. I got her some store-bought perfume. Imagine her surprise when she had it analyzed: It was good ol’ Mountain Dew.
Repeat chorus.
The preacher came by with a tear in his eye. He said that his wife had the flu. We told him he ought to give her a quart Of that good ol’ Mountain Dew.
Repeat chorus.
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All things shall perish from under the sky. Music alone shall live, music alone shall live, Music alone shall live, never to die.
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By Wood & Fulmer
My Bonnie lies over the ocean. My Bonnie lies over the sea. My Bonnie lies over the ocean. Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me.
Bring back, bring back, Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me, to me. Bring back, bring back, Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me.
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My lover and I sailed over the sea (boom, boom, boom, boom) In search of a love that never could be (boom, boom, boom, boom) The wind in the sails of our tiny boat said no, no-oo-oo-oo no-oo-oo-oo
We sailed and we sailed for many a day (boom, boom, boom, boom) We sighted a shore, decided to stay (boom, boom, boom, boom) The wind in the sails of our tiny boat boat said no, no-oo-oo-oo no-oo-oo-oo
Now I’m all alone on this lonely sea (boom, boom, boom, boom) No place to go but eternity (boom, boom, boom, boom) My lover is gone and I miss him so, oh, I miss him so, Without a lover am I. Without a lover am I!
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My old man’s a sailor. What do you think of that? He wears a sailor’s collar, he wears a sailor’s hat. He wears a sailor’s raincoat, he wears a sailor’s shoes. And every Saturday evening, he reads the Sunday news. And someday if I can I’m gonna be a sailor, same as my old man.
Sing two more times replacing “sailor” with “refrigerator repairman” And “cotton-pickin’ finger-lickin’ chicken plucker.”
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One day I took a ride upon a subway. My tall silk hat, my tall silk hat. I laid it down upon the seat beside me. My tall silk hat, my tall silk hat.
A big fat lady came and sat upon it! My small silk hat, my small silk hat! A big fat lady came and sat upon it! My small silk hat, it looked like that!
Christopher Columbo, what do you think of that? A big fat lady sat upon my hat. My hat she broke, it was no joke. My hat she broke, it was no joke. Christopher Columbo, what do you think of that?
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