I was born a hundred thousand years ago

This was one of those old songs that probably was a campfire favorite. Its lyrics have shifted and changed down the years. I have loved the tall tales that the singer brings forth. Hope your child does too.

Chorus

I was born a hundred thousand years ago, There ain’t nothin’ in this world that I don’t know.

I saw Peter, Paul and Moses, Play ring around the roses,

And I’ll wallop the guy who says it isn’t so.

1.

I knew Adam and Eve before they knew the score, It was I who designed the fig leaves that they wore,

And when the apples they were stealing, behind the bushes I was kneeling,

And I swear I am the guy who ate the core.

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2.

Emperor Nero was a personal friend of mine, The way he played the fiddle was divine,

But when he ordered Rome to burn, It was I who got my gun

And shot him with a bullet to the spine.

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3.

Cleopatra was a constant date of mine, We played Rummy on her barge down the Nile,

And when Chubby Julius Caesar, wanted Cleo for a breather,

I was made the God Father of the child.

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4.

I’ll tell you how America came to be, I was with Collumbus when he sailed across the sea

 He fell sick the day we landed, Returned home empty handed,

And by rights the whole damn place belongs to me.

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5.

I have a really long long tale to tell, You must admit I do it rather well,

Now this part is the best, And I put you to the test,

You had better clap or you can go to hell.

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All things bright and beautiful

This was a hymn we had in school that also shared its chorus with many books of James Herriot.

All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful,
The Lord God made them all.

Each little flower that opens,
Each little bird that sings,
He made their glowing colors,
He made their tiny wings.

All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful,
The Lord God made them all.

The rich man in his castle,
The poor man at his gate,
God made them, high or lowly,
And ordered their estate.

All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful,
The Lord God made them all.

The purple headed mountain,
The river running by,
The sunset and the morning,
That brightens up the sky;-

All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful,
The Lord God made them all.

The cold wind in the winter,
The pleasant summer sun,
The ripe fruits in the garden,-
He made them every one:

All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful,
The Lord God made them all.

The tall trees in the greenwood,
The meadows where we play,
The rushes by the water,
We gather every day;-

All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful,
The Lord God made them all.

He gave us eyes to see them,
And lips that we might tell,
How great is God Almighty,
Who has made all things well.

All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful,
The Lord God made them all.

Auld lang syne

 I love this old song and its so ideal for new year's eve!

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brocht to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And days of auld lang syne?
For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne;
We'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet
For auld lang syne.

We twa ha'e run aboot the braes,
And pu'd the gowans fine;
But we've wandered mony a weary foot
Sin' auld lang syne.
For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne;
We'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet
For auld lang syne.

We twa ha'e paidled i' the burn
Frae mornin' sun till dine;
But seas between us braid ha'e roared
Sin' auld lang syne.
For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne;
We'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet
For auld lang syne.

And here's a hand, my trusty frien',
And gie's a hand o' thine;
We'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet
For auld lang syne.
For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne;
We'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet
For auld lang syne.

My Bonnie lies over the ocean

This was the first song I ever sang to my son in the hospital room when they placed him in my arms!

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, to me.

O bring back, O, bring back, O
Bring back my Bonnie to me, to me.

The winds have blown over the ocean
The winds have blown over the sea
The winds have blown over the ocean
and have brought back my Bonnie to me, to me

O bring back, O bring back, O
Bring back my Bonnie to me, to me.

Last night as I lay on my pillow
Last night as I lay on my bed
Last night as I lay on my pillow
I dreamt that my Bonnie was dead.

O bring back, O bring back, O
Bring back my Bonnie to me, to me.

When its Spring Time in the Rockies

My Grandpa used to play this one on the Harmonica. He taught my cousin and me the lyrics and we would sing along.

When its spring time in the Rockies
I'll be coming back to you
Little sweetheart of the mountains
with your Bonny eyes of Blue

Once again I'll say I love you
While the birds sing overhead
When its spring time in the Rockies
The rock is far away.

Danny boy

I love the Jim Reeves live version of this song!

Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling,
From glen to glen and down the mountain side;
The summer's gone, and all the leaves are falling;
'Tis you, 'tis you must go, and I must bide.

But come ye back when summer's in the meadow,
Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow;
I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow;
Oh Danny boy, Oh Danny boy, I love you so.

You'll come and find the place where I am lying,
And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me.

This old man (Knick-knack paddywhack)

This old man, he played one,
He played knick-knack on my thumb;
Knick-knack paddywhack,
Give a dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.

This old man, he played two,
He played knick-knack on my shoe;
Knick-knack paddywhack,
Give a dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.

This old man, he played three,
He played knick-knack on my knee;
Knick-knack paddywhack,
Give a dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.

This old man, he played four,
He played knick-knack on my door;
Knick-knack paddywhack,
Give a dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.

This old man, he played five,
He played knick-knack on my hive;
Knick-knack paddywhack,
Give a dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.

This old man, he played six,
He played knick-knack on my sticks;
Knick-knack paddywhack,
Give a dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.

This old man, he played seven,
He played knick-knack up in Heaven;
Knick-knack paddywhack,
Give a dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.

This old man, he played eight,
He played knick-knack on my gate;
Knick-knack paddywhack,
Give a dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.

This old man, he played nine,
He played knick-knack on my spine;
Knick-knack paddywhack,
Give a dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.

This old man, he played ten,
He played knick-knack once again;
Knick-knack paddywhack,
Give a dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.

Old MacDonald had a farm

This is a good song for a long car ride!

Old MacDonald had a farm,
E-I-E-I-O
And on that farm he had some hens,
E-I-E-I-O
With a cluck-cluck here,
And a cluck-cluck there

Here a cluck, there a cluck,
Everywhere a cluck-cluck
Old MacDonald had a farm
E-I-E-I-O

Repeat with different animals
dogs - woof woof
cows - moo moo
turkeys - gobble gobble
cats - mew mew
pigs - oink oink
donkeys - bray bray
horses - neigh neigh
and so on