May 29–June 10, 2018

Sing Along the Road Again

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Mesner Puppet Theater

By Mesner Puppet Theater of Kansas City, MO

 

Performance Dates

May 29–June 10, 2018

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Overview

Learn the Songs to Sing Along!

Overview

Ages 4+

You’re invited to go on a musical road trip with John Paul George and his singing dog, Ringo! What better way to pass time on the journey than to sing along with some fun and silly songs!

Learning Themes: Travel, transportation, classic children’s songs

Puppetry Styles: Hand and Rod, Rod, Shadow

Create-A-Puppet Workshop™: Singing Dog Hand Puppet

Downstairs Theater

 

Learn the Songs to Sing Along!

List of Songs and Lyrics featured in
Sing Along the Road Again by Mesner Puppet Theater

On the Road Again*
by Willie Nelson
On the road again (yee haw!)
I just can't wait to get on the road again (yee haw!)
The life I love is makin' music with my friends
And I can't wait to get on the road again (yee haw!)
On the road again (yee haw!)
Goin' places that I've never been
Seein' things that I may never see again
And I can't wait to get on the road again (yee haw!)
On the road again (yee haw!)
Like a band of Gypsies, we go down the highway
We're the best of friends
Insisting that the world keep turnin' our way
And our way
Is on the road again (yee haw!)
I just can't wait to get on the road again (yee haw!)
The life I love is makin' music with my friends
And I can't wait to get on the road again (yee haw!)
And I can't wait to get on the road again (yee haw!)
*All rights controlled and administered by Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC All rights reserved. Used with permission.

B-I-N-G-O
There was a farmer who had a dog, And Bingo was his name-o.
B-I-N-G-O
B-I-N-G-O
B-I-N-G-O
And Bingo was his name-o.
There was a farmer who had a dog, And Bingo was his name-o.
(clap)-I-N-G-O
(clap)-I-N-G-O
(clap)-I-N-G-O
And Bingo was his name-o.
There was a farmer who had a dog, And Bingo was his name-o.
(clap)-(clap)-N-G-O
(clap)-(clap)-N-G-O
(clap)-(clap)-N-G-O
And Bingo was his name-o.
There was a farmer who had a dog, And Bingo was his name-o.
(clap)-(clap)-(clap)-G-O
(clap)-(clap)-(clap)-G-O
(clap)-(clap)-(clap)-G-O
And Bingo was his name-o.
There was a farmer who had a dog,
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If You’re Happy and You Know It
If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands (clap clap)
If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands (clap clap)
If you're happy and you know it, then your face will surely show it
If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands. (clap clap)
If you're happy and you know it, stomp your feet (stomp stomp)
If you're happy and you know it, stomp your feet (stomp stomp)
If you're happy and you know it, then your face will surely show it
If you're happy and you know it, stomp your feet. (stomp stomp)
If you're happy and you know it, wag your tail (boom-boom)
If you're happy and you know it, wag your tail (boom-boom)
If you're happy and you know it, then your face will surely show it
If you're happy and you know it, wag your tail (boom-boom)
If you're happy and you know it, do all three (clap-clap, stomp-stomp, boom-boom)
If you're happy and you know it, do all three (clap-clap, stomp-stomp, boom-boom)
If you're happy and you know it, then your face will surely show it
If you're happy and you know it, do all three. (clap-clap, stomp-stomp, boom-boom)

Do Your Ears Hang Low
Do your ears hang low
Do they wobble to and fro
Can you tie them in a knot
Can you tie them in a bow
Can you throw them over your shoulder Like a continental soldier
Do your ears hang low?
Do your ears hang high
Do they reach up to the sky
Do they droop when they’re wet
Do they stiffen when they’re dry
Can you signal to your neighbor
With a minimum of labor
Do your ears hang high?
Do your ears hang wide
Do they flop from side to side
Do they flutter in the breeze
From the slightest little sneeze
Can you soar above the nation
With a feeling of elation
Do your ears hang wide?
Do your ears hang low
Do they wobble to and fro
Can you tie them in a knot
Can you tie them in a bow
Can you throw them over your shoulder Like a continental soldier
Do your ears hang low?

Pile of Tin
I've got a little pile of tin
Nobody knows what shape it's in
It’s got four wheels, a running board
It's a Chevy, not a Ford
Honk, honk, rattle, rattle, rattle, crash, beep, beep Honk, honk, rattle, rattle, rattle, crash,
beep, beep Honk, honk, rattle, rattle, rattle, crash, beep, beep Honk, Honk
I’ve got a little pile of tin
Nobody knows what shape it’s in
The bottom’s rusty, so’s the top
Throw out an anchor when you want to stop
Honk, honk, rattle, rattle, rattle, crash, beep, beep Honk, honk, rattle, rattle, rattle, crash,
beep, beep Honk, honk, rattle, rattle, rattle, crash, beep, beep Honk, Honk
I’ve got a little pile of tin
Nobody knows what shape it’s in
It’s got no windows, got no brakes,
It drives as smooth as ten earthquakes.
Honk, honk, rattle, rattle, rattle, crash, beep, beep Honk, honk, rattle, rattle, rattle, crash,
beep, beep Honk, honk, rattle, rattle, rattle, crash, beep, beep Honk, Honk

The Wheels on the Bus
Traditional with new lyrics by Mike Horner
The wheels on the bus go round and round, round and round,
round and round.
The wheels on the bus go round and round, all through the town.
The baby on the bus goes wah wah wah, Wah wah wah,
Wah wah wah.
The baby on the bus goes wah wah wah,
all through the town.
The cell phone on the bus goes Blah blah blah, Blah blah blah,
Blah blah blah.
The cell phone on the bus goes Blah blah blah, all through the town.
The people on the bus go up and down,
Up and down,
up and down.
The people on the bus go up and down.
All through the town.
The opera-singing dinosaur goes LA LA LA, LA LA LA,
LA LA LA.
The opera-singing dinosaur goes LA LA LA, All through the town.
The wheels on the bus go round and round, round and round,
round and round.
The wheels on the bus go round and round, all through the town.

Take Me Out to the Ball Game
By Jack Norworth and Albert Von Tilzer
Take me out to the ball game,
Take me out with the crowd
Buy me some peanuts and Cracker Jack I don't care if I never get back.
For it’s root, root, root for the home team, If they don't win, it's a shame.
For it's one, two, three strikes, you're out, At the old ball game.
There Ain’t No Bugs on Me
Traditional (made popular by Jerry Garcia)
Oh, there ain't no bugs on me, on me. There ain't no bugs on me
There may be bugs on some of you mugs But there ain't no bugs on me.
A peanut sat on a railroad track
His heart was all a-flutter
Around the bend came Number Ten Toot-toot peanut butter.
Oh, there ain't no bugs on me, on me. There ain't no bugs on me
There may be bugs on some of you mugs But there ain't no bugs on me.
Some people say that fleas are black But I know that’s not so
‘Cause Mary had a little lamb
Whose fleas was white as snow.
Oh, there ain't no bugs on me, on me. There ain't no bugs on me
There may be bugs on some of you mugs But there ain't no bugs on me.

There Ain’t No Bugs on Me
Traditional (made popular by Jerry Garcia)
Oh, there ain't no bugs on me, on me. There ain't no bugs on me
There may be bugs on some of you mugs But there ain't no bugs on me.
A peanut sat on a railroad track
His heart was all a-flutter
Around the bend came Number Ten Toot-toot peanut butter.
Oh, there ain't no bugs on me, on me. There ain't no bugs on me
There may be bugs on some of you mugs But there ain't no bugs on me.
Some people say that fleas are black But I know that’s not so
‘Cause Mary had a little lamb
Whose fleas was white as snow.
Oh, there ain't no bugs on me, on me. There ain't no bugs on me
There may be bugs on some of you mugs But there ain't no bugs on me.

Hush Little Ringo (aka Hush Little Baby) Traditional
Hush, little Ringo, don't say a word.
Papa's gonna buy you a mockingbird
And if that mockingbird won't sing,
Papa's gonna buy you a diamond ring
And if that diamond ring turns brass,
Papa's gonna buy you a looking glass
And if that looking glass gets broke,
Papa's gonna buy you a billy goat
And if that billy goat won't pull,
Papa's gonna buy you a cart and bull
And if that cart and bull turn over,
Papa's gonna buy you a dog named Rover
And if that dog named Rover won't bark Papa's gonna buy you a horse and cart
And if that horse and cart fall down,
You'll still be the sweetest little puppy in town.

The Chicken Dance
Music by Werner Thomas, Lyrics Traditional
I don’t want to be a chicken
I don’t want to be a duck
I just want to shake my butt
CLUCK CLUCK CLUCK CLUCK
(repeat 3x)