MORE AUDIENCE PARTICIPATION
BOOM A CHIK A BOOM I said a boom-a-chik-a-boom! (echo)
I said a boom-a-chik-a-rock!
I said a boom-a-chik-a-boom-
Oh yeah? All right. (repeat)
(Just a little bit louder...)
SIPPING CIDER THROUGH A STRAWThe prettiest girl [Echo.], I ever saw, [Echo.]
Was sipping cider
through a straw.
[Repeat previous two lines.]
I asked her if, [Echo.] she'd show me how, [Echo.]
To sip that cider through a straw.
Then cheek to cheek, and jaw to jaw,
We sipped that cider through a straw.
Every now and then, the straw would slip,
I'd sip some cider from her lip.
The parson came to her backyard,
A sipping cider from a straw.
And now I have a mother-in-law,
And fourteen kids to call me Pa.
The moral of this little tale,
Is sip your cider from a pail!
HOLE IN MY BUCKETThere's a hole in my bucket,
dear Liza, dear Liza,
There's a hole in my bucket,
Liza, a hole.
Well fix it, dear Henry,
dear Henry, dear Henry,
Well fix it, dear Henry, well fix it.
With what shall fix it, . . .
With straw, . . .
The straw is too long, . . .
Well cut it, . . .
shall I cut it, . . .
With an axe, . . .
The axe is too dull, . . .
Then sharpen it, . . .
With what shall
I sharpen it, . . .
With a stone, . . . .
The stone is too dry, . . .
Then wet it, . . .
With what shall I
wet it, . . .
With water, . . . .
In what shall I fetch it, . . .
With a bucket, . . .
There's a hole in my
bucket, . . .
FOUND A PEANUT[Tune: Clementine]
Found a peanut, found a peanut,
Found a peanut just now. [Repeat]
[Continue in the same manner with questions:
- Where d'ya find it...
- In the ...
- What was it doing there...
etc until one team gets stuck or repeats.
Then sing "Got you beaten", "repetition" etc.]
THE ANIMAL FAIRWe went to the animal fair,
the birds and the beasts were there,
By the light of the moon
the big baboon
was combing his auburn hair.
The monkey, he got drunk,
and fell on the elephant's trunk,
elephant sneezed and fell on his knees,
And that was the end of the monk-ey, monk-ey, monk...
TIE ME KANGAROO DOWN, SPORT[Intro, softly spoken] An old Australian Stockman was lying, dying, but he gets
himself up on one elbow, and he calls to his station hands and says . . .
"I'm going, Blue; so this you gotta do,
I'm not gonna pull through, Blue, so this you gotta do..."
Tie me kangaroo down, sport, tie me kangaroo down. [Repeat.]
Let me wombats go loose, Bruce,
let me wombats go loose.
They're of no further use, Bruce,
so let me wombats
Take me koalas back, Jack, take me koalas back.
They live somewhere out on the track, Mac, so take me koalas back.
Watch me wallabies feed, Speed,
watch me wallabies feed,
They're a dangerous breed, Speed,
so watch me wallabies
Keep me cockatoos cool, Curl, keep me cockatoos cool,
Don't go acting the fool, Curl, just keep me cockatoos cool.
Mind me platypus duck, Bill, mind me platypus duck.
Don't let him go running amuck, Bill, mind me platypus duck.
Play your didgeridoo, Lew, play your didgeridoo,
Keep playing 'til I shoot through, Lew, play your didgeridoo.
[haltingly with pathos]
Tan me hide when I'm dead, Fred, ta-n m-e h-i-d-e wh-e-n I'm d-e-a-d
So we tanned his hide, when he died, Clyde,
and that's it hanging on the shed!
AUDIENCE ADDS VERSES
SHE'LL BE COMIN' 'ROUND THE MOUNTAINShe'll be comin' 'round the mountain when she comes. (Whoo, whoo!)[Repeat.]
She'll be comin' 'round the mountain,
blowing steam off like a fountain,
She'll be comin' 'round the mountain
when she comes.
She'll be driving six white horses, when she comes,
(Whoa, there!) [etc.]
Oh, we'll all go out to meet her when she comes. (Hi babe!)
She'll be wearing silk pajamas when she comes, [Wolf whistle.]
And, we'll wear our bright red woolies when she comes, (Scratch, scratch!)
Oh, we'll kill the old red rooster, (Hack,
cause he don't crow like he use ter.
Oh, we'll all have chicken and dumplings when she comes, (Yum, yum! / Yuck, yuck!)
Oh, we'll all have indigestion when
she comes, (Burp, burp!)
THIS OLD MANThis old man, he plays one,
He plays knick-knack on my thumb.
With a knick-knack, paddy-wack,
give a dog a bone.
This old man goes rolling home.
Two-on my shoe. [Tap shoe.]
Three-on my knee. [Tap on knee.]
Four-on the floor. [Touch the floor.]
Five-on my hive. [Move hands as if brushing bees away from ears.]
Six-on my sticks. [Tap knuckles of other
Seven-up to Devon. [Shake fist.]
Eight-on my pate. [Tap top of head.]
Nine-on my spine.
Ten-now and then. [Raise hands shoulder high, open and close fists in rhythm.]