tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82348289140887909522011-11-27T16:17:36.716-08:00hehehehenoreply@blogger.comBlogger4371100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-66945985650871111302009-05-19T04:14:00.000-07:002009-05-19T04:15:15.055-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />1, 2, 3, 4, 5 little reindeer<br />hold fingers up one at a time<br />Stand beside the sleigh.<br />"Hurry, Santa," said the five<br />"So we will not be late!"<br />make a fist<br />1, 2, 3, 4, 5 little reindeer,<br />pop fingers up one by one<br />Santa said, "Please wait!<br />Wait for three more little reindeer,<br />And then that will make eight."<br />hold up three more fingers.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-6694598565087111130?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-82169963763990478542009-05-19T04:12:00.001-07:002009-05-19T04:14:32.701-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pe6X36TLjYI&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pe6X36TLjYI&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><br />Here is the chimney<br />(make fist, enclosing thumb inside fist)<br />Here is the top.<br />(place palm of other hand on top of fist)<br />Open the lid,<br />(remove top hand quickly)<br />Out Santa will pop.<br />(pop up thumb).<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-8216996376399047854?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-54753860811234225832009-05-19T04:11:00.000-07:002009-05-19T04:12:35.852-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br />Oh! You better watch out,<br />You better not cry,<br />You better not pout,<br />I'm telling you why:<br /><br />Santa Claus is coming to town!<br /><br />He's making a list,<br />He's checking it twice,<br />He's gonna find out<br />who's naughty or nice.<br /><br />Santa Claus is coming to town!<br /><br />He sees you when you're sleeping,<br />He knows when you're awake.<br />He knows when you've been bad or good,<br />So be good for goodness sake!<br /><br />So...You better watch out,<br />You better not cry<br />You better not pout,<br />I'm telling you why.<br /><br />Santa Claus is coming to town.<br /><br />Little tin horns,<br />Little toy drums.<br />Rudy-toot-toot<br />and rummy tum tums.<br /><br />Santa Claus is coming to town.<br /><br />Little toy dolls<br />that cuddle and coo,<br />Elephants, boats<br />and Kiddie cars too.<br /><br />Santa Claus is coming to town.<br /><br />The kids in Girl and Boy Land<br />will have a jubilee.<br />They're gonna build a toyland town<br />all around the Christmas tree.<br /><br />Oh....You better watch out,<br />You better not cry.<br />You better not pout,<br />I'm telling you why.<br /><br />Santa Claus is comin'<br />Santa Claus is comin'<br />Santa Claus is comin'<br />To town.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-5475386081123422583?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-32626464681685355472009-05-19T04:10:00.000-07:002009-05-19T04:11:49.030-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />You'd better give up<br />On Christmas this year<br />You haven't a chance<br />With relatives here<br />Sam and Roz are coming to town<br /><br />They're bringing their kids<br />To add to your fun<br />They're staying ten days<br />You thought it was one<br />Sam and Roz are coming to town<br /><br />They'll monopolize your bathroom<br />They'll destroy your solitude<br />They will eat you out of house and home<br />Then complain about the food<br /><br />There's only one way<br />To save your Noel<br />You give `em your house<br />You take a hotel<br />Sam and Roz are coming to town<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-3262646468168535547?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-55592753124372367982009-05-19T04:05:00.000-07:002009-05-19T04:10:12.488-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />The last thing I remember<br />I think it was mid-December<br />I rolled out of bed to take on another day<br />Of bills to pay<br />Oh,I should have noticed the signs<br />When reading the morning headlines<br />But all I could see is what mattered then and there<br />Like what to wear<br />Before I left for work I kissed my wife and kids good-bye<br />But fumbling for my keys my eyes were drawn up to the sky<br />Sky is blackened,could it be a thunderstorm,it looks like rain<br />Wind is twirling,clouds are swirling could it be a hurricane<br />I pulled my self together<br />said it was just the weather<br />Cause I never dreamed it could be my final day,to live that way<br />Yeah I went to church on Sundays<br />Believed there was only one way<br />But when it began I guess I was in denial,for just a while<br />So I turned on the radio to occupy my mind<br />But as I drove to work,my thoughts were pulled back to the sky<br />Sky is blackened,could it be a thunderstorm,looks like rain<br />Wind is twirling,clouds are swirling,could it be a hurricane<br />The suddenly the sun eclipsed and tremors struck the ground<br />As brilliant light had split the sky I heard the trumpet sound<br />Halleluia,Halle-Halleluia O the angels sing<br />Halleluia,Halle-Halleluia finally redeemed<br />Halleluia,Halle-Halleluia prophecy fulfilled<br />Revelation,Revelation,Revelation,Revelation,Amen!!!!!!!!!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-5559275312437236798?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-28310875157215360572009-05-16T01:10:00.000-07:002009-05-16T01:11:17.481-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br />Over the river and through the woods<br />To Grandmother's house we go.<br />The horse knows the way<br />To carry the sleigh<br />Through the white and drifted snow, O!<br />Over the river and through the woods<br />Oh, how the wind does blow.<br />It stings the nose<br />And bites the toes<br />As over the ground we go.<br /><br />Over the river and through the woods<br />Trot fast my dapple gray.<br />Spring over the ground<br />Like a hunting hound<br />On this Thanksgiving Day, Hey!<br />Over the river and through the woods<br />Now Grandmother's face I spy.<br />Hurrah for the fun,<br />Is the pudding done?<br />Hurrah for the pumpkin pie.<br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-2831087515721536057?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-72537630150584904652009-05-16T01:09:00.000-07:002009-05-16T01:10:25.836-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />Night walks with a heavy step<br />Round yard and hearth,<br />As the sun departs from earth,<br />Shadows are brooding.<br />There in our dark house,<br />Walking with lit candles,<br />Santa Lucia, Santa Lucia!<br /><br />Night walks grand, yet silent,<br />Now hear its gentle wings,<br />In every room so hushed,<br />Whispering like wings.<br />Look, at our threshold stands,<br />White-clad with light in her hair,<br />Santa Lucia, Santa Lucia!<br /><br />Darkness shall take flight soon,<br />From earth's valleys.<br />So she speaks a<br />Wonderful Word to us:<br />A new day will rise again<br />From the rosy sky<br />Santa Lucia, Santa Lucia!<br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-7253763015058490465?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-79829760674284961692009-05-16T01:08:00.000-07:002009-05-16T01:09:43.943-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">When the bells all ring and the horns all blow</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">And the couples we know are fondly kissing.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Will I be with you or will I be among the missing?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Maybe it's much too early in the game</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Ooh, but I thought I'd ask you just the same</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">What are you doing New Year's</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">New Year's eve?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Wonder whose arms will hold you good and tight</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">When it's exactly twelve o'clock that night</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Welcoming in the New Year</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">New Year's eve</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Maybe I'm crazy to suppose</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I'd ever be the one you chose</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Out of a thousand invitations</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">You received</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Ooh, but in case I stand one little chance</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Here comes the jackpot question in advance:</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">What are you doing New Year's</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">New Year's Eve? </span><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-7982976067428496169?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-80036312086840022282009-05-16T01:06:00.000-07:002009-05-16T01:08:39.546-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Don't look so sad,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">It's not so bad you know.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">It's just another night,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">That's all it is.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">It's not the first,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">It's not the worst you know,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">We've come through all the rest,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">We'll get through this.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">We've made mistakes,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">But we've made good friends too.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Remember all the nights we spent with them?</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">And all our plans,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Who says they can't come true?</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Tonight's another chance to start again.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">It's just another New Year's Eve,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Another night like all the rest.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">It's just another New Year's Eve,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Let's make it the best.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">It's just another New Year's Eve,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">It's just another Auld Lang Syne,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">But when we're through this New Year</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">You'll see, will be</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Just fine.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">We're not alone, we've got the world you know.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">And it won't let us down, just wait and see.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">And we'll grow old, but think how wise we'll grow.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">There's more you know, it's only New Year's Eve.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">It's just another New Year's Eve,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Another night like all the rest.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">It's just another New Year's Eve,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Let's make it the best.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">It's just another New Year's Eve,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">It's just another Auld Lang Syne,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">But when we're through this New Year, you'll see, will be</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Just fine.<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-8003631208684002228?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-40335582865697969092009-05-13T03:40:00.001-07:002009-05-13T03:40:36.172-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />Hello New Year<br />Hello New Year<br />Good bye old<br />Good bye old<br />Hello New Year<br />Hello New Year<br />We're glad you're here<br />We're glad you're here<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-4033558286569796909?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-4037604128846293932009-05-13T03:39:00.000-07:002009-05-13T03:40:03.665-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />A New Year is beginning,<br />Be joyful, one and all!<br />Then turn and face each other<br />And share this friendly call:<br />I wish a happy New Year,<br />A glad New Year,<br />A bright New Year;<br />I wish a happy New Year,<br />A glad New Year to you!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-403760412884629393?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-49081848886475287862009-05-13T03:38:00.002-07:002009-05-13T03:39:25.245-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />Should auld acquaintance be forgot<br />and never brought to mind?<br /><br />Should auld acquaintance be forgot<br />and days of auld lang syne?<br /><br />For auld lang syne, my dear,<br />for auld lang syne,<br /><br />We'll take a cup of kindness yet,<br />for auld lang syne<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-4908184888647528786?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-81737270697845198492009-05-13T03:38:00.001-07:002009-05-13T03:38:48.047-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />Again we assemble, a merry New Year<br />To wish to each one of the family here,<br />Whether man, woman, or girl, or boy,<br />That long life and happiness all may enjoy;<br />May they of potatoes and herrings have plenty,<br />With butter and cheese, and each other dainty;<br />And may their sleep never, by night or day,<br />Disturbed be by even the tooth of a flea:<br />Until at the Quaaltagh again we appear,<br />To wish you, as now, all a happy New Year.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-8173727069784519849?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-58489302259510529322009-05-13T03:36:00.000-07:002009-05-13T03:38:21.942-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br />My Honey went over the ocean,<br />My Honey went over the seas.<br />My Honey went over the ocean,<br />Honey, please come back to me.<br /><br />Come back,<br />Come Back,<br />Oh come back my Honey to me, to me.<br />Come back,<br />Come Back,<br />Oh come back my Honey to me, to me.<br /><br />Last night as I looked at your pillow,<br />Last night as I lay on my bed,<br />Last night as I looked at your pillow,<br />I wish you were next to my head.<br /><br />Come back,<br />Come Back,<br />Oh come back my Honey to me, to me.<br />Come back,<br />Come Back,<br />Oh come back my Honey to me, to me.<br /><br />I am sure you would come back to me,<br />I am sure you would not leave me,<br />I am sure you would come back to me,<br />So Honey, please make it a reality.<br /><br />Come back,<br />Come Back,<br />Oh come back my Honey to me, to me.<br />Come back,<br />Come Back,<br />Oh come back my Honey to me, to me.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-5848930225951052932?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-32984126026852183562009-05-08T11:39:00.000-07:002009-05-08T11:40:46.643-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /><br />These are the little mornings,<br />That King David used to sing,<br />And on the Day of your Saint,<br />We sing them to you.<br /><br />Wake up, my dear, wake up!<br />Look, it's already dawning,<br />The little birds are already singing,<br />The moon has gone away.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-3298412602685218356?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-83103322250355592202009-05-08T11:38:00.000-07:002009-05-08T11:39:53.152-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gfzZGMSRytA&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gfzZGMSRytA&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Father calls me William,<br />sister calls me Will,<br />Mother calls me Willie,<br />but the fellers call me Bill!<br />Mighty glad I ain't a girl<br />ruther be a boy,<br />Without them sashes, curls,<br />an' things that 's worn by Fauntleroy!<br />Love to chawnk green apples<br />an' go swimmin' in the lake<br />Hate to take the castor-ile<br />they give for bellyache!<br />'Most all the time, the whole year round,<br />there ain't no flies on me,<br />But jest 'fore Christmas<br />I'm as good as I kin be!<br /><br />Got a yeller dog named Sport,<br />sick him on the cat;<br />First thing she knows<br />she doesn't know where she is at!<br />Got a clipper sled,<br />an' when us kids goes out to slide,<br />'Long comes the grocery cart,<br />an' we all hook a ride!<br />But sometimes when the grocery man<br />is worrited an' cross,<br />He reaches at us with his whip,<br />an' larrups up his hoss,<br />An' then I laff an' holler,<br />"Oh, ye never teched me!"<br />But jest 'fore Christmas<br />I'm as good as I kin be!<br /><br />Gran'ma says she hopes<br />that when I git to be a man,<br />I'll be a missionarer<br />like her oldest brother, Dan,<br />As was et up by the cannibuls<br />that lives in Ceylon's Isle,<br />Where every prospeck pleases,<br />an' only man is vile!<br />But gran'ma she has never been<br />to see a Wild West show,<br />Nor read the Life of Daniel Boone,<br />or else I guess she'd know<br />That Buff'lo Bill an' cowboys<br />is good enough for me!<br />Excep' jest 'fore Christmas,<br />when I'm good as I kin be!<br /><br />And then old Sport he hangs around,<br />so solemnlike an' still,<br />His eyes they seem a-sayin':<br />"What's the matter, little Bill?"<br />The old cat sneaks down off her perch<br />an' wonders what's become<br />Of them two enemies of hern<br />that used to make things hum!<br />But I am so perlite<br />an' tend so earnestly to biz,<br />That mother says to father:<br />"How improved our Willie is!"<br />But father, havin'<br />been a boy hisself, suspicions me<br />When, jest 'fore Christmas,<br />I'm as good as I kin be!<br /><br />For Christmas, with its lots an' lots<br />of candies, cakes, an' toys,<br />Was made, they say, for proper kids<br />an' not for naughty boys;<br />So wash yer face an' bresh yer hair,<br />an' mind yer p's and q's,<br />An' don't bust out yer pantaloons,<br />and don't wear out yer shoes;<br />Say "Yessum" to the ladies,<br />and "Yessur" to the men,<br />An' when they's company,<br />don't pass yer plate for pie again;<br />But, thinkin' of the things<br />yer'd like to see upon that tree,<br />Jest 'fore Christmas<br />be as good as yer kin be!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-8310332225035559220?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-13102746762887854572009-05-08T11:37:00.000-07:002009-05-08T11:38:29.179-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TPns1gOdBZ0&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TPns1gOdBZ0&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />January brings the snow that,<br />Makes our feet and fingers glow.<br />February brings the rain that,<br />Thaws the frozen lake again.<br />March brings breezes sharp and shrill that,<br />Shake the dancing daffodil.<br /><br />April brings the primrose sweet and,<br />Scatters daisies at our feet.<br /><br />May brings flocks of pretty lambs,<br />Skipping by their fleecy dams.<br /><br />June brings tulips, lilies, roses that,<br />Fill the children's hands with posies.<br />Hot July brings cooling showers,<br />Apricots and gillyflowers.<br />August brings the sheaves of corn and<br />Then the harvest home is borne.<br />Warm September brings the fruit.<br />Sportsmen then begin to shoot.<br /><br />Brown October brings the pheasant.<br />Then to gather nuts is pleasant.<br />Dull November brings the blast.<br />Then the leaves go whirling past.<br /><br />Chill December brings the sleet,<br />Blazing fire and Christmas treat.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-1310274676288785457?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-48187728506026164772009-05-08T11:27:00.000-07:002009-05-08T11:36:59.294-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />It's a world of laughter<br />A world of tears<br />It's a world of hopes<br />And a world of fears<br />There's so much that we share<br />That it's time we're aware<br />It's a small world after all<br /><br />It's a small world after all<br />It's a small world after all<br />It's a small world after all<br />It's a small, small world<br /><br />There is just one moon<br />And one golden sun<br />And a smile means<br />Friendship to every one<br />Though the mountains divide<br />And the oceans are wide<br />It's a small world after all<br /><br />It's a small world after all<br />It's a small world after all<br />It's a small world after all<br />It's a small, small world<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-4818772850602616477?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-22465860573747280232009-05-08T11:21:00.000-07:002009-05-08T11:27:38.180-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /><br />I saw three ships come sailing in<br />On Christmas day, on Christmas day<br />I saw three ships come sailing in<br />On Christmas day in the morning.<br /><br />And what was in those ships all three?<br />On Christmas day, on Christmas day<br />And what was in those ships all three?<br />On Christmas day in the morning.<br /><br />Our Savior, Christ, and His Lady,<br />On Christmas day, on Christmas day<br />Our Savior, Christ, and His Lady,<br />On Christmas day in the morning.<br /><br />Pray, whither sailed those ships all three?<br />On Christmas day, on Christmas day<br />Pray, whither sailed those ships all three?<br />On Christmas day in the morning.<br /><br />O, they sailed to Bethlehem,<br />On Christmas day, on Christmas day<br />O, they sailed to Bethlehem,<br />On Christmas day in the morning.<br /><br />And all the bells on earth shall ring,<br />On Christmas day, on Christmas day<br />And all the bells on earth shall ring,<br />On Christmas day in the morning.<br /><br />And all the angels in Heaven shall sing,<br />On Christmas day, on Christmas day<br />And all the angels in Heaven shall sing,<br />On Christmas day in the morning.<br /><br />Then let us all rejoice and amain,<br />On Christmas day, on Christmas day<br />Then let us all rejoice amain,<br />On Christmas day in the morning.<br /><br />And all the souls on earth shall sing,<br />On Christmas day, on Christmas day<br />And all the souls on earth shall sing,<br />On Christmas day in the morning.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-2246586057374728023?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-26682945978824693152009-05-05T01:37:00.000-07:002009-05-05T01:38:14.719-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /><br /><br />I am Little Vincent<br />And I come to sing<br />And to the child who is crying,<br />To quiet him.<br />And to the child who is crying,<br />To quiet him.<br /><br />My sun, sun, sun, sun.<br />My sun, sun, sun, sun.<br />Don't cry, my love.<br />Don't cry anymore, don't.<br />Don't cry, my love.<br />Don't cry anymore, don't.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-2668294597882469315?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-44772239695151875812009-05-05T01:36:00.002-07:002009-05-05T01:37:30.303-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Come on over to my<br />House wear gonna<br />Celebrate with you.<br /><br />Its a holiday sleepover<br />It happened every year<br />Don't counting sheep<br />Don't even try to sleep<br /><br />Cause wear spreading<br />Christmas cheer<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-4477223969515187581?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-73337460376043376092009-05-05T01:36:00.001-07:002009-05-05T01:36:49.574-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /><br />Five little turkeys by the barn door,<br />One waddled off, then there were four.<br /><br />Four little turkeys under a tree,<br />One waddled off, then there were three.<br /><br />Three little turkeys with nothing to do,<br />One waddled off, then there were two.<br /><br />Two little turkeys in the noonday sun,<br />One waddled off, then there was one.<br /><br />One little turkey better run away!<br />Soon will come Thanksgiving Day!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-7333746037604337609?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-72103004635257851872009-05-05T01:35:00.000-07:002009-05-05T01:36:09.367-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /><br />Five little Easter eggs, lovely colors wore,<br />Mother ate the blue one, then there were four.<br /><br />Four little Easter eggs, two and two you see,<br />Daddy ate the red one, then there were three.<br /><br />Three little Easter eggs, before I knew,<br />Sister ate the yellow one, then there were two.<br /><br />Two little Easter eggs, oh what fun,<br />Brother ate the purple one, then there was one.<br /><br />One little Easter egg, see me run,<br />I ate the green one, then there were none.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-7210300463525785187?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-53212082054167849172009-05-05T01:32:00.000-07:002009-05-05T01:35:25.691-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />I count my treasures o'er with care,--<br />The little toy my darling knew,<br />A little sock of faded hue,<br />A little lock of golden hair.<br /><br />Long years ago this holy time,<br />My little one--my all to me-<br />Sat robed in white upon my knee,<br />And heard the merry Christmas chime.<br /><br />"Tell me, my little golden-head,<br />If Santa Claus should come to-night,<br />What shall he bring my baby bright,--<br />What treasure for my boy?" I said.<br /><br />And then he named this little toy,<br />While in his round and mournful eyes<br />There came a look of sweet surprise,<br />That spake his quiet, trustful joy.<br /><br />And as he lisped his evening prayer<br />He asked the boon with childish grace;<br />Then, toddling to the chimney-place,<br />He hung this little stocking there.<br /><br />That night, while lengthening shadows crept,<br />I saw the white-winged angels come<br />With singing to our lowly home<br />And kiss my darling as he slept.<br /><br />They must have heard his little prayer,<br />For in the morn, with rapturous face,<br />He toddled to the chimney-place,<br />And found this little treasure there.<br /><br />They came again one Christmas-tide,--<br />That angel host, so fair and white;<br />And, singing all that glorious night,<br />They lured my darling from my side.<br /><br />A little sock, a little toy,<br />A little lock of golden hair,<br />The Christmas music on the air,<br />A watching for my baby boy!<br /><br />But if again that angel train<br />And golden-head come back for me,<br />To bear me to Eternity,<br />My watching will not be in vain.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-5321208205416784917?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-35203885909274903992009-05-02T02:52:00.000-07:002009-05-02T02:53:18.751-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aL-dBYa9Gcs&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aL-dBYa9Gcs&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br />Oh, hush thee, little Dear-my-Soul,<br />The evening shades are falling,---<br />Hush thee, my dear, dost thou not hear<br />The voice of the Master calling?<br /><br />Deep lies the snow upon the earth,<br />But all the sky is ringing<br />With joyous song, and all night long<br />The stars shall dance, with singing.<br /><br />Oh, hush thee, little Dear-my-Soul,<br />And close thine eyes in dreaming,<br />And angels fair shall lead thee where<br />The singing stars are beaming.<br /><br />A shepherd calls his little lambs,<br />And he longeth to caress them;<br />He bids them rest upon his breast,<br />That his tender love may bless them.<br /><br />So, hush thee, little Dear-my-Soul,<br />Whilst evening shades are falling,<br />And above the song of the heavenly throng<br />Thou shalt hear the Master calling.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-3520388590927490399?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-29799152738473846102009-05-02T02:50:00.000-07:002009-05-02T02:52:03.205-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><object style="font-weight: bold;" height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YzrOmQXHgpo&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YzrOmQXHgpo&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> H! oh! Oh! Look at the snow,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Over the garden way.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">So deep and so white, It has fallen all night;</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">We cannot go out to-day!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">So we'll have a good game with Dandy,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">warm in the cosy house,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">And then when the twilight gathers,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">we'll talk of old Santa Claus.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">We'll sit by the flames together,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">and hear how they roar and sing,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">And picture the old man coming,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">and wonder what he will bring.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">We never shall hear his footsteps,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">for the snow will hush their tread,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">But he'll come to us just as ever,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">if the stockings are by the bed.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">And he'll bring us the prettiest presents,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">just as he used to do,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">For he never forgets the children</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">as long as they trust him true!<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></div><span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-2979915273847384610?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-3035666331346017362009-05-02T02:49:00.000-07:002009-05-02T02:50:26.185-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rLWQfDxk29A&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rLWQfDxk29A&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br />What child is this, who, laid to rest<br />On Mary's lap, is sleeping?<br />Whom angels greet with anthems sweet,<br />While shepherds watch are keeping?<br />This, this is Christ the King,<br />Whom shepherds guard and angels sing:<br />Haste, haste to bring him laud,<br />The Babe, the Son of Mary!<br /><br />So bring Him incense, gold, and myrrh,<br />Come peasant king to own Him,<br />The King of kings, salvation brings,<br />Let loving hearts enthrone Him.<br />Raise, raise the song on high,<br />The Virgin sings her lullaby:<br />Joy, joy, for Christ is born,<br />The Babe, the Son of Mary!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-303566633134601736?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-81623333109661400972009-05-02T02:47:00.000-07:002009-05-02T02:49:08.210-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C1aguHjgd8g&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C1aguHjgd8g&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br />We wish you a merry Christmas<br />We wish you a merry Christmas<br />We wish you a merry Christmas<br />And a happy New Year.<br /><br />We want some figgy pudding<br />We want some figgy pudding<br />We want some figgy pudding<br />And a cup of good cheer.<br /><br />We won't go until we get some<br />We won't go until we get some<br />We won't go until we get some<br />So bring it out here!<br /><br />We wish you a Merry Christmas<br />We wish you a Merry Christmas<br />We wish you a Merry Christmas<br />And a happy New Year.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-8162333310966140097?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-87032890725377972792009-05-02T02:43:00.000-07:002009-05-02T02:47:28.512-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n08I6D3VR7w&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n08I6D3VR7w&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br />We three kings of Orient are,<br />Bearing gifts we traverse afar,<br />Field and fountain, morr and mountain,<br />Following yonder Star.<br /><br />Chorus<br />O, star of wonder, star of might,<br />Star with royal beauty bright,<br />Westward leading, still proceeding,<br />Guide us to the perfect light.<br /><br />Born a babe on Bethlehem's plain;<br />Gold we bring to crown Him again;<br />King forever, ceasing never,<br />Over us all to reign.<br /><br />Chorus<br /><br />Frankincense to offer have I;<br />Incense owns a Deity nigh;<br />Prayer and praising, all men raising,<br />Worship Him, God on High.<br /><br />Chorus<br /><br />Myrrh is mine; its bitter perfume<br />Breathes a life of gathering gloom;<br />Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying,<br />Seal'd in the stone-cold tomb.<br /><br />Chorus<br /><br />Glorious now behold Him arise,<br />King and God and sacrifice,<br />Heaven sings, "Hallelujah!"<br />Hallejujah!" Earth replies.<br /><br />Chorus<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-8703289072537797279?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-72930610121368643932009-04-30T09:28:00.000-07:002009-04-30T09:29:37.504-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yep2d7H974w&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yep2d7H974w&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br />Up on the housetop reindeer pause<br />Out jumps good old Santa Claus<br />Down thru the chimney with lots of toys<br />All for the little ones, Christmas joys<br /><br />Ho, ho, ho! Who wouldn't go?<br />Ho, ho, ho! Who wouldn't go?<br />Up on the housetop, click, click, click<br />Down thru the chimney with good Saint Nick<br /><br />First comes the stocking of little Nell<br />Oh, dear Santa fill it well<br />Give her a dolly that laughs and cries<br />One that will open and shut her eyes<br /><br />Ho, ho, ho! Who wouldn't go?<br />Ho, ho, ho! Who wouldn't go?<br />Upon on the housetop, click, click, click<br />Down thru the chimney with good Saint Nick<br /><br />Look in the stocking of little Will<br />Oh, just see what a glorious fill!<br />Here is a hammer and lots of tacks<br />Whistle and ball and a whip that cracks<br /><br />Ho, ho, ho! Who wouldn't go?<br />Ho, ho, ho! Who wouldn't go?<br />Up on the housetop, click, click, click<br />Down thru the chimney with good Saint Nick<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]<br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-7293061012136864393?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-43690213257469568762009-04-30T09:26:00.003-07:002009-04-30T09:28:26.348-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> On the first day of Christmas my true love sent to me</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A partridge in a pear tree.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">On the second day of Christmas my true love sent to me</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Two turtle doves and</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A partridge in a pear tree.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">On the third day of Christmas my true love sent to me</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Three french hens</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Two turtle doves and</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A partridge in a pear tree.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">On the fourth day of Christmas my true love sent to me</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Four colly birds</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Three french hens</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Two turtle doves and</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A partridge in a pear tree.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">On the fifth day of Christmas my true love sent to me</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Five gold rings</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Four colly birds</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Three french hens</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Two turtle doves and</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A partridge in a pear tree.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">On the sixth day of Christmas my true love sent to me</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Six geese laying</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Five gold rings</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Four colly birds</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Three french hens</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Two turtle doves and</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A partridge in a pear tree.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">On the seventh day of Christmas my true love sent to me</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Seven swans swimming</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Six geese laying</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Five gold rings</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Four colly birds</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Three french hens</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Two turtle doves and</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A partridge in a pear tree.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">On the eighth day of Christmas my true love sent to me</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Eight maids milking</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Seven swans swimming</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Six geese laying</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Five gold rings</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Four colly birds</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Three french hens</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Two turtle doves and</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A partridge in a pear tree.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">On the nineth day of Christmas my true love sent to me</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Nine drummers drumming</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Eight maids milking</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Seven swans swimming</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Six geese laying</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Five gold rings</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Four colly birds</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Three french hens</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Two turtle doves and</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A partridge in a pear tree.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">On the tenth day of Christmas my true love sent to me</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Ten pipers piping</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Nine drummers drumming</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Eight maids milking</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Seven swans swimming</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Six geese laying</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Five gold rings</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Four colly birds</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Three french hens</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Two turtle doves and</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A partridge in a pear tree.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">On the eleventh day of Christmas my true love sent to me</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Eleven ladies dancing</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Ten pipers piping</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Nine drummers drumming</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Eight maids milking</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Seven swans swimming</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Six geese laying</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Five gold rings</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Four colly birds</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Three french hens</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Two turtle doves and</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A partridge in a pear tree.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">On the twelth day of Christmas my true love sent to me</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Twelve lords leaping</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Eleven ladies dancing</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Ten pipers piping</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Nine drummers drumming</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Eight maids milking</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Seven swans swimming</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Six geese laying</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Five gold rings</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Four colly birds</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Three french hens</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Two turtle doves and</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A partridge in a pear tree.<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></div><span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-4369021325746956876?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-10195536291469889022009-04-30T09:26:00.001-07:002009-04-30T09:26:47.179-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /><br />This is the day (This is the day)<br />That the Lord had made (That the Lord had made)<br />Let us rejoice! (Let us rejoice!)<br />And be glad in it. (And be glad in it.)<br /><br />This is the day that the lord has made.<br />Let us rejoice and be glad in it.<br /><br />This is the day (This is the day)<br />That the Lord has made!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-1019553629146988902?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-716923325699030112009-04-30T09:25:00.001-07:002009-04-30T09:25:58.768-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8sAJsOJ6qXo&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8sAJsOJ6qXo&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br />The first Noel the angels did say<br />Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay;<br />In fields where they lay keeping their sheep<br />On a cold winter's night that was so deep.<br /><br />chorus:<br />Noel, Noel<br />Noel,Noel<br />Born is the King of Israel.<br /><br />They looked up and saw a star<br />Shining in the East, beyond them far,<br />And to the earth it gave great light,<br />And so it continued, both day and night.<br /><br />chorus<br /><br />And by the light of that same star<br />Three wise men came from country far,<br />To seek for a King was their intent,<br />And to follow the star whereever it went.<br /><br />chorus<br /><br />This star drew nigh to the northwest;<br />O'er Bethlehem it took its rest.<br />And there it did both stop and stay,<br />Right over the place whcre Jesus lay.<br /><br />chorus<br /><br />Then they did know assuredly<br />Within that house, the King did lie<br />One entered in then for to see<br />And found the babe in poverty.<br /><br />chorus<br /><br />Then entered in those wise men three,<br />Full reverently, upon bended knee,<br />And offered there, in His presence,<br />Their gold and myrrh and frankincense.<br /><br />chorus<br /><br />If we in our time do well<br />We shall be free from death and hell<br />For God hath prepared for us all<br />A resting place in general.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-71692332569903011?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-11812886222430394972009-04-30T09:20:00.000-07:002009-04-30T09:25:00.261-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p09woi5xoQo&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p09woi5xoQo&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br />Silent night, holy night!<br />All is calm, all is bright.<br />Round yon Virgin, Mother and Child.<br />Holy infant so tender and mild,<br />Sleep in heavenly peace,<br />Sleep in heavenly peace.<br /><br />Silent night, holy night!<br />Shepherds quake at the sight.<br />Glories stream from heaven afar<br />Heavenly hosts sing Alleluia,<br />Christ the Savior is born!<br />Christ the Savior is born.<br /><br />Silent night, holy night!<br />Son of God love's pure light.<br />Radiant beams from Thy holy face<br />With dawn of redeeming grace,<br />Jesus Lord, at Thy birth.<br />Jesus Lord, at Thy birth.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-1181288622243039497?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-7074447080672038652009-04-27T05:22:00.000-07:002009-04-27T05:24:02.713-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />Rudolph, the red-nosed reindeer<br />had a very shiny nose.<br />And if you ever saw him,<br />you would even say it glows.<br /><br />All of the other reindeer<br />used to laugh and call him names.<br />They never let poor Rudolph<br />join in any reindeer games.<br /><br />Then one foggy Christmas Eve<br />Santa came to say:<br />"Rudolph with your nose so bright,<br />won't you guide my sleigh tonight?"<br /><br />Then all the reindeer loved him<br />as they shouted out with glee,<br />Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer,<br />you'll go down in history!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-707444708067203865?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-5057114222127982002009-04-27T05:20:00.000-07:002009-04-27T05:22:45.575-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><object style="font-weight: bold;" height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pG-0dnigj7E&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pG-0dnigj7E&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> Oh little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Above thy deep and dreamless sleep the silent stars go by</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Yet in they dark streets shineth, the everlasting light</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">The hopes and fears of all the years are met in thee tonight.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">For Christ is born of Mary, and gathered all above</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">While mortals sleep the angels keep their watch of wondering love</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Oh morning stars together, proclaim the holy birth.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">And praises sing to God the king, and peace to men on earth.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">How silently, how silently, the wondrous gift is given</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">So God imparts to human hearts the blessings of his heaven</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">No ear may hear his coming, but in this world of sin</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Where meek souls will receive him still, the dear Christ enters in.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Oh holy Child of Bethlehem, descend to us we pray</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Cast out our sin and enter in, be born in us today</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">We hear the Christmas angels, the great glad tidings tell</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">O come to us, abide with us, our lord Emanuel.<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-505711422212798200?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-35889797356020235262009-04-27T05:19:00.000-07:002009-04-27T05:20:41.751-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iBIPQV8Bbjo&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iBIPQV8Bbjo&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br />O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree!<br />How are thy leaves so verdant!<br />O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,<br />How are thy leaves so verdant!<br />Not only in the summertime,<br />But even in winter is thy prime.<br />O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,<br />How are thy leaves so verdant!<br /><br />O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,<br />Much pleasure doth thou bring me!<br />O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,<br />Much pleasure doth thou bring me!<br />For every year the Christmas tree,<br />Brings to us all both joy and glee.<br />O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,<br />Much pleasure doth thou bring me!<br /><br />O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,<br />Thy candles shine out brightly!<br />O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,<br />Thy candles shine out brightly!<br />Each bough doth hold its tiny light,<br />That makes each toy to sparkle bright.<br />O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,<br />Thy candles shine out brightly!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-3588979735602023526?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-11357890182727618162009-04-27T05:18:00.000-07:002009-04-27T05:19:28.806-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br />On a Lone Star Night, born unto this day<br />God's salvation, in the form of a babe<br />The King of Kings, our guiding light<br />On a Lone Star Night.<br /><br />Shepherds watch their flocks at night<br />Three wise men by the firelight<br />Gaze upon a star with brilliance bright<br />On a Lone Star Night.<br /><br />Repeat Chorus:<br /><br />Joseph and Mary about to give birth<br />To free us all from Satan's curse<br />A gift from above to set things right<br />On a Lone Star Night.<br /><br />Repeat Chorus:<br /><br />No room at the inn, where do they go<br />A farmer's stable in the evening cold<br />A baby boy, what a beautiful sight<br />On a Lone Star Night.<br /><br />Repeat Chorus:<br /><br />Christmas time, a time to look back<br />View our lives and get them on track<br />To thank Almighty for Jesus Christ<br />On that Lone Star Night.<br /><br />Repeat Chorus twice.<br /><br />Tag: The King of Kings, our guiding light<br />On a Lone Star Night.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-1135789018272761816?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-51161683956588994862009-04-27T05:16:00.000-07:002009-04-27T05:18:46.281-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F_27Kieyb_o&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F_27Kieyb_o&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br />Joy to the world! The Lord is come:<br />Let earth receive her King.<br />Let ev'ry heart prepare Him room,<br />And heaven and nature sing,<br />And heaven and nature sing,<br />And heaven and heaven and nature sing.<br /><br />He rules the world with truth and grace,<br />And makes the nations prove<br />The glories of His righteousness<br />And wonders of His love,<br />And wonders of His love,<br />And wonders, wonders of His love.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-5116168395658899486?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-25549251693735089962009-04-25T03:14:00.000-07:002009-04-25T03:15:58.744-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><object style="font-weight: bold;" width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kMV2uEZ9nIM&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kMV2uEZ9nIM&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Dashing through the snow</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">In a one-horse open sleigh</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Through the fields we go</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Laughing all the way.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Bells on bob-tail ring</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Making spirits bright</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">What fun it is to ride and sing</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A sleighing song tonight.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">chorus:</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Jingle bells, jingle bells</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Jingle all the way,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Oh what fun it is to ride</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">In a one-horse open sleigh, O</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Jingle bells, jingle bells</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Jingle all the way,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Oh what fun it is to ride</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">In a one-horse open sleigh.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A day or two ago</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I thought I'd take a ride</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">And soon Miss Fanny Bright</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Was seated by my side;</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">The horse was lean and lank</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Misfortune seemed his lot,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">We ran into a drifted bank</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">And there we got upsot.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">chorus</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A day or two ago</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">The story I must tell</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I went out on the snow</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">And on my back I fell;</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A gent was riding by</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">In a one-horse open sleigh</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">He laughed at me as</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I there sprawling laid</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">But quickly drove away.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">chorus</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Now the ground is white,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Go it while you're young,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Take the girls along</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">And sing this sleighing song.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Just bet a bob-tailed bay,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Two-forty as his speed,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Hitch him to an open sleigh</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">and crack! You'll take the lead.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">chorus</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-2554925169373508996?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-91799590219483242422009-04-25T03:13:00.000-07:002009-04-25T03:14:40.182-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Eh70R2H2CBs&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Eh70R2H2CBs&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Here we come a'wassailing<br />Among the leaves so green,<br />Here we come a wand'ring,<br />So fair to be seen.<br /><br />Chorus:<br />Love and joy come to you,<br />And to your wassail too,<br />And God bless you and send you a happy new year,<br />And God send you a happy new year.<br /><br />We are not daily beggars<br />Who beg from door to door,<br />But we are neighbor's children<br />Whom you have seen before.<br /><br />Chorus<br /><br />We have a little purse<br />Made of ratching leather skin.<br />We want some of your small change<br />To line it well within.<br /><br />Chorus<br /><br />God bless the Master of this house,<br />Likewise the Mistress too.<br />And all the little children<br />That round the table go.<br /><br />Chorus<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-9179959021948324242?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-77379300645140565812009-04-25T03:12:00.001-07:002009-04-25T03:13:40.129-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M-SS4yl5Obo&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M-SS4yl5Obo&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> Hark! the herald angels sing, -</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">"Glory to the newborn King!"</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Peace on earth, and mercy mild,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">God and sinners reconciled."</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Joyful, all ye nations, rise,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Join the triumph of the skies;</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">With th' angelic host proclaim,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">"Christ is born in Bethlehem."</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Hark! the herald angels sing,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">"Glory to the newborn King!"</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Christ, by highest heav'n adored:</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Christ, the everlasting Lord;</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Late in time behold him come,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Offspring of the favored one.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Veil'd in flesh, the Godhead see;</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Hail, th'incarnate Deity:</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Pleased, as man, with men to dwell,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Jesus, our Emmanuel!</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Hark! the herald angels sing,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">"Glory to the newborn King!"</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Hail! the heav'n-born Prince of peace!</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Hail! the Son of Righteousness!</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Light and life to all he brings,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Risen with healing in his wings</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Mild he lays his glory by,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Born that man no more may die:</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Born to raise the sone of earth,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Born to give them second birth.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Hark! the herald angels sing,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">"Glory to the newborn King!"<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-7737930064514056581?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-40467776552549313222009-04-25T03:11:00.001-07:002009-04-25T03:11:55.409-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />While shepherds kept their watching<br />O'er silent flocks by night,<br />Behold throughout the heavens<br />There shone a holy light<br /><br />chorus:<br />Go, tell it on the mountain<br />Over the hills and everywhere<br />Go, tell it on the mountain<br />That Jesus Christ is born.<br /><br />The shepherds feared and trembled<br />When lo! above the earth<br />Rang out the angel chorus<br />That hailed our Savour's birth;<br /><br />chorus<br /><br />Down in a lowly manger<br />Our humble Christ was born;<br />And God sent us salvation<br />that blessed Christmas morn<br /><br />chorus<br /><br />When I was a seeker<br />I sought both night and day<br />I sought the Lord to help me<br />And He showed me the way.<br /><br />chorus<br /><br />He made me a watchman<br />Upon the city wall<br />And If I am a Christian<br />I am the least of all.<br /><br />chorus<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-4046777655254931322?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-87459231972563106032009-04-25T03:08:00.000-07:002009-04-25T03:11:12.625-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /><br /><br />Said the night wind to the little lamb,<br />do you see what I see<br /><br />Way up in the sky, little lamb,<br />do you see what I see<br /><br />A star, a star, dancing in the night<br />With a tail as big as a kite<br />With a tail as big as a kite<br /><br />Said the little lamb to the shepherd boy,<br />do you hear what I hear<br /><br />Ringing through the sky, shepherd boy,<br />do you hear what I hear<br /><br />A song, a song, high above the trees<br />With a voice as big as the sea<br />With a voice as big as the sea<br /><br />Said the shepherd boy to the mighty king,<br />do you know what I know<br /><br />In your palace warm, mighty king,<br />do you know what I know<br /><br />A Child, a Child shivers in the cold<br />Let us bring Him silver and gold<br />Let us bring Him silver and gold<br /><br />Said the king to the people everywhere,<br />listen to what I say<br /><br />Pray for peace, people everywhere!<br />listen to what I say<br /><br />The Child, the Child, sleeping in the night<br />He will bring us goodness and light<br />He will bring us goodness and light<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-8745923197256310603?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-6424982073468398322009-04-23T02:35:00.002-07:002009-04-23T02:39:40.803-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />Deck the halls with boughs of holly,<br />Fa la la la la la, la la la la.<br />Tis the season to by jolly,<br />Fa la la la la la, la la la la.<br /><br />Don we now our gay apparel,<br />Fa la la, la la la, la la la.<br />Troll the ancient Yuletide carol,<br />Fa la la la la la, la la la la.<br /><br />See the blazing Yule before us,<br />Fa la la la la la, la la la la.<br />Strike the harp and join the chorus.<br />Fa la la la la la, la la la la.<br /><br />Follow me in merry measure,<br />Fa la la, la la la, la la la.<br />While I tell of Yuletide treasure,<br />Fa la la la la la, la la la la.<br /><br />Fast away the old year passes,<br />Fa la la la la la, la la la la.<br />Hail the new, ye lads and lasses,<br />Fa la la, la la la, la la la.<br /><br />Sing we joyous, all together,<br />Fa la la la la la, la la la la.<br />Heedless of the wind and weather,<br />Fa la la la la la, la la la la.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-642498207346839832?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-12863056124076674572009-04-23T02:35:00.001-07:002009-04-23T02:35:38.449-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />Christmas is coming,<br />the goose is getting fat<br />Please put a penny in the old man's hat If you haven't got a penny,<br />a ha'penny will do<br />If you haven't got a ha'penny,<br />a farthing will do<br />If you haven't got a farthing then<br />God bless you!<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-1286305612407667457?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-50628120876024589432009-04-23T02:34:00.001-07:002009-04-23T02:34:52.207-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br />There's a road that I remember leading to a special place<br />Where the door was always open to a smiling face<br />There's a picture on the mantle of a boy that looks like me<br />It's always the same, there's a stocking with my name<br /><br />And a candle in the window, a flame against the night<br />There's a candle in the window, it's like God's perfect light<br />It don't take a lot of money to know what riches are<br />Just a candle in the window<br /><br />Maybe it's just wishful thinking I can hear the sleigh bells ring<br />Almost taste the pie she's baking, it's Christmas Eve<br /><br />And there's a candle in the window, a flame against the night<br />The candle in the window, it's like God's perfect light<br />It don't take a lot of money to know what riches are<br />Just a candle in the window and Christmas in your heart<br /><br />Wherever the years may take me no matter how far I go<br />There's going to be a candle burning, it's always nice to know<br />It don't take a lot of money to know what riches are<br />Just a candle in the window and Christmas in your heart<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-5062812087602458943?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-74544494442381292782009-04-23T02:07:00.000-07:002009-04-23T02:33:49.036-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br />Away in a manger, no crib for a bed,<br />The little Lord Jesus laid down his sweet head.<br />The stars in the sky looked down where he lay,<br />The little Lord Jesus asleep in the hay.<br /><br />The cattle are lowing, the baby awakes,<br />But little Lord Jesus no crying he makes.<br />I love Thee, Lord Jesus, look down from the sky<br />And stay by my cradle til morning is nigh.<br /><br />Be near me, Lord Jesus, I ask Thee to stay<br />Close by me forever, and love me, I pray.<br />Bless all the dear children in thy tender care,<br />And take us to heaven, to live with Thee there.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-7454449444238129278?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-25206616664182595642009-04-22T03:34:00.001-07:002009-04-22T03:34:42.879-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />Christmas, Christmas time is near<br />Time for toys and time for cheer<br />We've been good, but we can't last<br />Hurry Christmas, hurry fast<br /><br />Want a plane that loops the loop<br />Me, I want a hula hoop<br />We can hardly stand the wait<br />Please Christmas, don't be late.<br /><br />Want a plane that loops the loop<br />I still want a hula hoop<br />We can hardly stand the wait<br />Please Christmas, don't be late.<br /><br />We can hardly stand the wait<br />Please Christmas, don't be late.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-2520661666418259564?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-67680797896314868432009-04-22T03:33:00.000-07:002009-04-22T03:34:08.166-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br />Oh Chanukah, Oh Chanukah<br />Come light the Menorah<br />Let's have a party<br />We'll all dance the Horah<br /><br />Spin the whirling dreidels<br />All week long<br />Eating the sizzling latkes<br />Sing a happy song<br /><br />Now light them tonight then<br />The candles all in a row<br />We tell the wondrous story of God in His glory<br />The wonders of long ago.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-6768079789631486843?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-8316213453963567922009-04-22T03:32:00.000-07:002009-04-22T03:33:17.126-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />I have a little dreidel<br />I made it out of clay<br />And when it's dry and ready<br />Then dreidel I shall play!<br /><br />chorus:<br />Oh - dreidel, dreidel, dreidel<br />I made it out of clay<br />And when it's dry and ready<br />Then dreidel I shall play!<br /><br />It has a lovely body<br />With legs so short and thin<br />And when my dreidel's tired<br />It drops and then I win!<br /><br />chorus<br /><br />My dreidel's always playful<br />It loves to dance and spin<br />A happy game of dreidel<br />Come play now, let's begin!<br /><br />chorus<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-831621345396356792?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-91445895884669994032009-04-22T03:29:00.000-07:002009-04-22T03:32:35.562-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"> Shine Little Candles</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> Shine little candles burning bright</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> Chanukah is here.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> Eight little candles in a row</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> With a flame so clear.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> Melt little candles one by one,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> You have been such fun.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> Eight little candles go to sleep</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> When Chanukah is done.<br /><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-9144589588466999403?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-28072923503992749022009-04-19T01:28:00.000-07:002009-04-19T01:29:23.143-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Anna Parks and cassie</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">we like to pick grassie</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">im readong the book lassie</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">we are really gassie</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">anna and cassie rock</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">i said "where is my other sock?"</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">she said let's go knock</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">on garth algars door</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">shwing shwing shwing</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">we like to sing</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">lot's of songs</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">all day long</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">anna and cassie</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">cassie and anna</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">we like to eat food</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">especially fruits! </span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-2807292350399274902?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-44018940418799136762009-04-19T01:27:00.000-07:002009-04-19T01:28:41.199-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br />Everybody stops<br />And stares at me<br />These two teeth are<br />gone as you can see<br />I don't know just who<br />to blame for this catastrophe!<br />But my one wish on Christmas Eve<br />is as plain as it can be!<br /><br />All I want for Christmas<br />is my two front teeth,<br />my two front teeth,<br />see my two front teeth!<br /><br />Gee, if I could only<br />have my two front teeth,<br />then I could be with you<br />"Merry Christmas."<br />It seems so long since I could say,<br />"Sister Susie sitting on a thistle!"<br /><br />Gosh oh gee, how happy I'd be,<br />if I could only whistle (thhhh)<br /><br />All I want for Christmas<br />is my two front teeth,<br />my two front teeth,<br />see my two front teeth.<br />Gee, if I could only<br />have my two front teeth,<br />then I could wish you<br />"Merry Christmas."<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-4401894041879913676?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-53421162536480634602009-04-19T01:26:00.000-07:002009-04-19T01:27:52.496-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><object style="font-weight: bold;" height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gmp67ACD9Mc&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gmp67ACD9Mc&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> Albuquerque is a turkey,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">And he's feathered and he's fine.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">And he wobbles, and he gobbles,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">And he's absolutely mine.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">He's the best pet that you can get,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Better than a dog or cat.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Albuquerque, he's my turkey,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">And I'm awfully glad of that.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Albuquerque, he's my turkey,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">He's so cozy in his bed,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Because for our Thanksgiving dinner,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">We had scrambled eggs instead.<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-5342116253648063460?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-59515890021402227572009-04-19T01:25:00.000-07:002009-04-19T01:26:43.664-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pM601_mZiC0&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pM601_mZiC0&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br /><br />On the first day of Christmas<br />My true love gave to me<br />A pukeko in a ponga tree<br /><br />On the second day of Christmas<br />My true love gave to me<br />Two kumera<br />And a pukeko in a ponga tree<br /><br />On the third day of Christmas<br /><br />and so on, until<br /><br />On the twelfth day of Christmas<br />My true love gave to me<br />Twelve piupius swinging<br />Eleven haka lessons<br />Ten juicy fish heads<br />Nine sacks of pipis<br />Eight plants of puha<br />Seven eels a swimming<br />Six pois a twirling<br />Five big fat pigs!<br />Four huhu grubs<br />Three flax kits<br />Two kumera<br />And a pukeko in a ponga tree!<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-5951589002140222757?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-9755393864270548882009-04-19T01:19:00.000-07:002009-04-19T01:25:22.446-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />Over the river, and through the wood,<br />to Grandfather's house we go;<br />the horse knows the way to carry the sleigh<br />through the white and drifted snow.<br /><br />Over the river and through the wood,<br />to Grandfather's house away!<br />We would not stop for doll or top,<br />for 'tis Thanksgiving Day.<br /><br />Over the river and through the wood,<br />when Grandmother sees us come,<br />She will say, "o, dear, the children are here,<br />bring a pie for every one."<br /><br />Over the river and through the wood,<br />now Grandmother's cap I spy!<br />Hurrah for the fun! Is the pudding done?<br />Hurrah for the pumpkin pie!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-975539386427054888?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-72260151676973590732009-04-17T04:00:00.001-07:002009-04-17T04:00:54.844-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /><br />This man kept wishin that the devil would come<br />and take his wife and oldest son<br />Old Andy Kay Keeter Snapoose<br /><br />Finally one day the devil he came to take his wife and oldest son.<br />Old Andy Kay Keeter Snappose<br /><br />He put her down to take a rest,<br />She throwed up her arms and hugged him the best.<br />Old Andy Kay Keeter Snapoose<br /><br />He took her to the gates of hell she bid her friends and all farewell.<br />Old Andy Kay Keeter Snapoose<br /><br />One little devil came rattling a chain,<br />She picked up a club and beat out his brains.<br />Old Andy Kay Keeter Snapoose<br /><br />One little devil peeked over the wall<br />And said take her back pappy she'll murder us all.<br />Old Andy Kay Keeter Snapoose<br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-7226015167697359073?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-29231538723951949012009-04-17T03:59:00.000-07:002009-04-17T04:00:12.141-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />Have you seen the ghost of John?<br />All white bones with the skin all gone<br />Oooh, Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh<br />Wouldn't it be chilly with no skin on, no skin on?<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-2923153872395194901?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-81589573988792577112009-04-17T03:58:00.001-07:002009-04-17T03:58:54.532-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />God save our gracious Queen,<br />Long live our noble Queen,<br />God save the Queen:<br />Send her victorious,<br />Happy and glorious,<br />Long to reign over us:<br />God save the Queen.<br /><br />2<br /><br />O Lord, our God, arise,<br />Scatter her enemies,<br />And make them fall.<br />Confound their politics,<br />Frustrate their knavish tricks,<br />On thee our hopes we fix:<br />God save us all.<br /><br />3<br /><br />Thy choicest gifts in store,<br />On her be pleased to pour;<br />Long may she reign:<br />May she defend our laws,<br />And ever give us cause<br />To sing with heart and voice<br />God save the Queen.<br /><br />4<br /><br />>From every latent foe,<br />>From the assassins blow,<br />God save the Queen!<br />O'er her thine arm extend,<br />For Britain's sake defend,<br />Our mother, prince, and friend,<br />God save the Queen!<br /><br />5<br /><br />Lord grant that Marshal Wade<br />May by thy mighty aid<br />Victory bring.<br />May he sedition hush,<br />And like a torrent rush,<br />Rebellious Scots to crush.<br />God save the Queen!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-8158957398879257711?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-2516688343438870552009-04-17T03:57:00.000-07:002009-04-17T03:58:15.422-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Have you seen the ghost of Tom?</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Long white bones with the skin all gone.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Po-oo-or Old Tom!</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Wouldn't it be chilly with no skin on?</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Boo!<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-251668834343887055?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-63279809382952390962009-04-17T03:52:00.000-07:002009-04-17T03:57:27.509-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br />Wreck the walls and fences, Golly.<br />Fa-la-la-la-lah, la-la-la-lah<br />Isn't trick or treating Jolly?<br />Fa-la-la-la-lah, La-la-la-lah<br />Strip that tree, slash that tire,<br />Fa-la-la, La-la-la, La-la-lah<br />Trip that old man with a wire,<br />Fa-la-la-la-lah, La-la-la-lah<br /><br />Dressed in sheets and odd apparel,<br />Fa-la-la-la-lah, La-la-la-lah<br />Can't tell Jack from Max or Carol,<br />Fa-la-la-la-lah, La-la-la-lah<br />Which is good for no one else can,<br />Fa-la-lah, La-la-lah, La-la-lah<br />Just like gorwn-ups play Ku Klux Klan,<br />Fa-la-la-la-lah, La-la-la-lah.<br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-6327980938295239096?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-43057553518946093762009-04-16T00:43:00.000-07:002009-04-16T00:44:10.301-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />One potato, two potato,<br />Three potato, four,<br />Five potato, six potato,<br />Seven potato, more!<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-4305755351894609376?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-16328640484070381432009-04-16T00:42:00.000-07:002009-04-16T00:43:27.154-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br />On top of spaghetti all covered with cheese.<br />I lost my poor meatball when somebody sneezed.<br /><br />It rolled off the table, it rolled on the floor,<br />And then my poor meatball rolled out of the door.<br /><br />It rolled in the garden and under a bush,<br />And then my poor meatball was nothing but mush.<br /><br />The mush was as tasty as tasty could be,<br />And early next summer it grew to a tree.<br /><br />The tree was all covered with beautiful moss.<br />It grew great big meatballs and tomato sauce.<br /><br />So if you eat spaghetti all covered with cheese,<br />Hold on to your meatball and don't ever sneeze.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-1632864048407038143?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-21119571559613168492009-04-16T00:41:00.000-07:002009-04-16T00:42:19.008-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /><br />Old Mother Hubbard<br />Went to the cupboard<br />To fetch her poor dog a bone;<br />But when she came there<br />The cupboard was bare,<br />And so the poor dog had none.<br />She took a clean dish<br />To get him some tripe;<br />But when she came back<br />He was smoking a pipe.<br />She went to the grocer's<br />To buy him some fruit;<br />But when she came back<br />He was playing the flute.<br /><br />She went to the baker's<br />To buy him some bread;<br />But when she came back<br />The poor dog was dead.<br /><br />She went to the undertaker's<br />To buy him a coffin;<br />But when she came back<br />The poor dog was laughing.<br /><br />She went to the hatter's<br />To buy him a hat;<br />But when she came back<br />He was feeding the cat.<br /><br />The dame made a curtsey,<br />The dog made a bow;<br />The dame said, "Your servant."<br />The dog said, "Bow wow!"<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-2111957155961316849?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-54430012431692813592009-04-16T00:40:00.000-07:002009-04-16T00:41:36.937-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br />Chorus:<br />Oats, peas, beans, and barley grow<br />Oats, peas, beans, and barley grow<br />Do you, or I, or anyone know<br />How oats, peas, beans, and barley grow?<br /><br />First the farmer plants the seed<br />Stands up tall and takes his ease<br />Stamps his feet and claps his hands<br />And turns around to view the land<br />(Repeat Chorus)<br /><br />Then the farmer waters the ground<br />Watches the sun shine all around<br />Stamps his feet and claps his hands<br />And turns around to view the land<br />(Repeat Chorus)<br /><br />After weeks of sun and air<br />The farmer picks the crops right there<br />Stamps his feet and claps his hands<br />And turns around to view the land<br />(Repeat Chorus)<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-5443001243169281359?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-58330428767944842722009-04-16T00:35:00.000-07:002009-04-16T00:40:41.114-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />There are no bananas in the sky, in the sky<br />There are no bananas in the sky<br />There's a sun<br />And a moon<br />And a coconut cream pie<br />But there are no bananas in the sky, in the sky!<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-5833042876794484272?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-7144512957722937662009-04-14T06:06:00.002-07:002009-04-14T06:07:14.316-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />My body lies over the ocean,<br />My head's hanging over the rail.<br />I really hate to pollute the ocean,<br />Will someone please bring me a pail?<br /><br />CHORUS:<br />Come up, come up,<br />Come up my sweet supper,<br />Come up! Come up!<br />Come up, come up,<br />Come up my sweet supper,<br />Come up!<br /><br />(in cheerleader style)<br />Oop! Slop! Bring a mop!<br />By Jason, bring a basin!<br />V-O-M-I-T<br />V-O-M-I-T<br />Vo-MIT!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-714451295772293766?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-24064603800134444842009-04-14T06:06:00.001-07:002009-04-14T06:06:32.030-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Oh do you know the muffin man,<br />The muffin man, the muffin man?<br />Oh do you know the muffin man,<br />That lives in Drury Lane?<br /><br />Yes I know the muffin man,<br />The muffin man, the muffin man.<br />Yes I know the muffin man,<br />That lives in Drury Lane.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-2406460380013444484?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-42804612733377246642009-04-14T06:05:00.001-07:002009-04-14T06:05:51.550-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /><br />McDonald's is my kind of place<br />They serve you rattlesnakes<br />Hamburgers up your nose<br />French fries between your toes<br />McDonald's is my kind of place<br />Last time I went there<br />They fried my underwear<br /><br />McDonald's is your kind of place.<br />They serve you rattlesnakes,<br />throw milkshakes in your face,<br />they steal your parking place.<br />McDonald's is your kind of place.<br />They put french-fries up your nose,<br />and pickles 'tween your toes.<br />McDonald's is your kind of place!<br /><br />McDonald's is our kind of place<br />Hamburgers in your face<br />French fries up your nose<br />Pickles between your toes<br />McDonald's is our kind of place<br />We want our money back<br />Before we have a heartattack<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-4280461273337724664?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-63119899493811405742009-04-14T06:00:00.000-07:002009-04-14T06:05:02.349-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /><br />Maiden in the moor lay,<br />In the moor lay,<br />Seven-night full, seven night full,<br />Maiden in the moor lay,<br />In the moor lay,<br />Seven nights full and a day.<br />Good was her meat.<br />What was her meat?<br />The cowslip and the---<br />The cowslip and the---<br />Good was her meat.<br />What was her meat?<br />The cowslip and the violet<br />Good was her drink.<br />What was her drink?<br />The cold water of the---<br />The cold water of the---<br />Good was her drink.<br />What was her drink?<br />The cold water of the well spring.<br />Good was her bower.<br />What was her bower?<br />The red rose and the---<br />The red rose and the---<br />Good was her bower.<br />What was her bower?<br />The red rose and the lily flower<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-6311989949381140574?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-27724939264254584742009-04-13T04:02:00.000-07:002009-04-13T04:03:08.642-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />Little Jack Horner sat in a corner,<br />Eating a Christmas pie.<br />He put in his thumb and pulled out a plum,<br />And said "What a good boy am I!"<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-2772493926425458474?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-50320009104356112262009-04-13T04:01:00.000-07:002009-04-13T04:02:29.367-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br />Lazy Mary, will you get up,<br />Will you get up, will you get up?<br />Lazy Mary, will you get up,<br />So early in the morning? No, dear Mother, I won't get up,<br />I won't get up, I won't get up.<br />No, dear Mother, I won't get up,<br />So early in the morning.<br /><br />Lazy Mary, will you get up,<br />Will you get up, will you get up?<br />Lazy Mary, will you get up,<br />So early in the morning? What'll you give me for my breakfast,<br />For my breakfast, for my breakfast?<br />What'll you give me for my breakfast,<br />So early in the morning?<br /><br />A little bowl of bread and milk,<br />Of bread and milk, of bread and milk.<br />A little bowl of bread and milk,<br />So early in the morning. Then, dear Mother, I won't get up,<br />I won't get up, I won't get up.<br />Then, dear Mother, I won't get up,<br />So early in the morning.<br /><br />A nice young man with rosy cheeks,<br />With rosy cheeks, with rosy cheeks!<br />A nice young man with rosy cheeks,<br />So early in the morning. Then, dear Mother, I will get up,<br />I will get up, I will get up.<br />Then, dear Mother, I will get up,<br />So early in the morning.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-5032000910435611226?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-82518766217462636622009-04-13T04:00:00.000-07:002009-04-13T04:01:09.003-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />King Boggen, he built a fine new hall;<br />Pastry and piecrust, that was the wall;<br />The windows were made of black pudding and white,<br />Roofed with pancakes you never saw the like.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-8251876621746263662?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-44901087099711011002009-04-13T03:58:00.000-07:002009-04-13T04:00:27.667-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Jelly on my head, jelly on my toes</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Jelly on my shirt, jelly on my nose</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Jelly on my belly, jelly is my favorite food</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">And when I'm in a jelly mood</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I can't ever get enough</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Of that yummy, yummy stuff!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-4490108709971101100?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-26000635320148167342009-04-12T01:38:00.001-07:002009-04-12T01:38:45.046-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />Jack Sprat could eat no fat,<br />His wife could eat no lean,<br />And so betwixt the two of them<br />They licked the platter clean</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-2600063532014816734?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-43948663328884363442009-04-12T01:37:00.000-07:002009-04-12T01:38:12.419-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br />I Scream,<br />You scream,<br />We all scream,<br />For ICE CREAM!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-4394866332888436344?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-60629982973895473342009-04-12T01:36:00.000-07:002009-04-12T01:37:43.612-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />I've Got a Lovely Bunch of Coconuts<br /><br />Down at the county fair<br />One evening I was there<br />I heard a barker shouting<br />Underneath the flair...<br /><br />"Oh, I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts.<br />There they are all standing in a row.<br />Big ones, small ones, some as big as your head.<br />Give 'em a twist, a flick of the wrist."<br />That's what the showman said.<br /><br />Oi! I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts.<br />Every ball you throw will make me rich.<br />There stands me wife,<br />The idol of me life,<br />Singing roll a bowl, a ball, a penny a pitch.<br /><br />Singing, roll a bowl a ball a penny a pitch.<br />Roll a bowl a ball a penny a pitch.<br />Roll a bowl a ball.<br />Roll a bowl a ball.<br />Singing, roll a bowl a ball a penny a pitch.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-6062998297389547334?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-4962023629080412722009-04-12T01:33:00.000-07:002009-04-12T01:34:09.099-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br />I like bananas, coconuts and grapes;<br />I like bananas, coconuts and grapes;<br />I like bananas, coconuts and grapes.<br />That's why they call me TARZAN OF THE APES!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-496202362908041272?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-3188086242389305122009-04-12T01:22:00.000-07:002009-04-12T01:33:23.711-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />Hot cross buns!<br />Hot cross buns!<br />One a penny, two a penny,<br /><br />Hot cross buns!<br />Hot cross buns!<br />Hot cross buns!<br />If you have no daughters,<br />Give them to your sons!<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]<br /><br /></div><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-318808624238930512?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-37191826282351317482009-04-10T05:48:00.002-07:002009-04-10T05:49:15.819-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />Handy Pandy, Jack-a-dandy,<br />Loves plum cake and sugar candy.<br />He bought some at a grocer's shop,<br />And out he came, hop, hop, hop!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-3719182628235131748?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-30629829873282298482009-04-10T05:48:00.001-07:002009-04-10T05:48:41.954-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /><br />Green peas, mutton pies,<br />Tell me where my Jeannie lies,<br />And I'll be with her ere she rise,<br />And cuddle her to my bosom.<br /><br />I love Jeannie over and over,<br />I love Jeannie among the clover;<br />I love Jeannie, and Jeannie loves me,<br />That's the lass that I'll go wi.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-3062982987328229848?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-69509849852544504892009-04-10T05:47:00.001-07:002009-04-10T05:47:56.514-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Green cheese,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Yellow laces,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Up and down</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">The market places.<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-6950984985254450489?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-73606301810951948452009-04-10T05:45:00.000-07:002009-04-10T05:47:10.751-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /><br /><br />Great green gobs of greasy grimey gopher guts,<br />Mutiliated monkey meat,<br />Chopped up birdie feet!<br /><br />French fried eyeballs mixed in with baby mush,<br /><br />I for-got my spoon!<br /><br />So I'll use a straw...<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-7360630181095194845?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-68652050372098403032009-04-09T03:33:00.000-07:002009-04-09T03:34:01.639-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> Gravy and potatoes</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">In a good brown pot</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Put them in the oven and serve them very hot! </span><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-6865205037209840303?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-27730744421182340022009-04-09T03:32:00.000-07:002009-04-09T03:33:07.194-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /><br />Ginger, Ginger, broke the winder,<br />Hit the winder--Crack!<br />The baker came out to give 'im a clout<br />And landed on 'is back.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-2773074442118234002?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-27768599130670606102009-04-09T03:31:00.000-07:002009-04-09T03:32:26.341-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Louie Louie, oooh baby</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Let that peanut go</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Ugh! Yeah Yeah Yeah</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">(repeat 2x)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Found a peanut, just today</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Saw it on the sidewalk, oh and hey</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Cracked it open, it was rotten to the core</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Ate it anyway 'cause I was bored!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">(chorus)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">So I died right there, like a headless hen</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I was taken to the grave, but just right then</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">They didn't want me to be dead</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">So they dug me up again instead!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">(chorus)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">But the peanut was still inside</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Took my stomach on a wild ride</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">So I stuck my hand in my throat</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">And out came the peanut, oh how it did float!<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span>[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></div><span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-2776859913067060610?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-78049258822733827732009-04-09T03:30:00.000-07:002009-04-09T03:31:11.189-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> Found a peanut</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Found a peanut</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Found a peanut just now</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Just now I found a peanut</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Found a peanut just now.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Cracked it open</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Cracked it open</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Cracked it open just now.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Just now I cracked it open</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Cracked it open just now</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">It was rotten</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">It was rotten</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">It was rotten just now.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Just now it was rotten</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">It was rotten just now.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Ate it anyway</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Ate it anyway</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Ate it anyway just now</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Just now I ate it anyway</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Ate it anyway just now.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Got a tummy ache</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Got a tummy ache</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Got a tummy ache just now</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Just now I got a tummy ache</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Got a tummy ache just now.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Went to the doctor</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Went to the doctor</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Went to the doctor just now</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Just now I went to the doctor</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Went to the doctor just now.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Had an operation</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Had an operation</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Had an operation just now</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Just now I had an operation</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Had an operation just now.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Died anyway</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Died anyway</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Die anyway just now</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Just now I died anyway</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Died anyway just now.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Got reincarnated</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Got reincarnated</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Got reincarnated just now</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Just now I got reincarnated</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Got reincarnated just now.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Found a peanut</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Found a peanut</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Found a peanut just now</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Just now I found a peanut</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Found a peanut just now. </span><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-7804925882273382773?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-15087180255346677242009-04-09T03:26:00.000-07:002009-04-09T03:30:11.041-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Five fat sausages sizzling in a pan</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">one went pop the other went bang.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Four fat sausages sizzling in a pan</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">one went pop the other went bang.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Three fat sausages sizzling in a pan</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">one went pop the other went bang.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Two fat sausages sizzling in a pan</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">one went pop the other went bang.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">One fat sausage sizzling in a pan</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">one went pop the other went bang.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">No fat sausages sizzling in a pan.<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></div><span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-1508718025534667724?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-71807991724633538372009-04-08T06:26:00.002-07:002009-04-08T06:27:40.464-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br />Five crispy pancakes in a frying pan,<br />Flip them and toss them and catch them if you can.<br />Along came Garrett for a pancake one day.<br />Mom sprinkled it with sugar and he took it away.<br /><br />Four crispy pancakes in a frying pan,<br />Flip them and toss them and catch them if you can.<br />Along came 'Nessa for a pancake one day.<br />Mom sprinkled it with sugar and she took it away.<br /><br />Three crispy pancakes in a frying pan,<br />Flip them and toss them and catch them if you can.<br />Along came Eleanor for a pancake one day.<br />Mom sprinkled it with sugar and she took it away.<br /><br />Two crispy pancakes in a frying pan,<br />Flip them and toss them and catch them if you can.<br />Along came Lainey for a pancake one day.<br />Mom sprinkled it with sugar and she took it away.<br /><br />One crispy pancake in a frying pan,<br />Flip it and toss it and catch it if you can.<br />Along came Murphy for a pancake one day.<br />Mom sprinkled it with sugar and she took it away.<br /><br />No more pancakes in the frying pan!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-7180799172463353837?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-37349387469455975122009-04-08T06:26:00.001-07:002009-04-08T06:26:46.578-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />Eat your bread, Mary,<br />Eat your bread, Mary,<br />Eat your bread and butter;<br />Drink your milk, Mary,<br />Drink your milk, Mary,<br />Now your breakfast is done.<br />Don't be waiting here,<br />School time's getting near;<br />You'll be late, Mary,<br />If you wait, Mary,<br />Take your books and run!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-3734938746945597512?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-39407754474344009682009-04-08T06:25:00.001-07:002009-04-08T06:25:59.941-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />Well I walked around the corner and I walked around the block<br />And I walked right in to a donut shop<br /><br />Well I scooped up a donut right out of the grease<br />And handed the lady a five cent piece<br /><br />Well she looked at the donut and she looked at me<br />And she said this nickle is no good you see<br /><br />There's a hole in the middle I can see right through<br />And I said there's a hole in your donut too!<br /><br />Thanks for the donut, so long!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-3940775447434400968?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-30899035332543209272009-04-08T06:22:00.000-07:002009-04-08T06:24:59.618-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"> Please, lord, send summat good to eat:</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Not rusty bacon or fatty meat</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Or t'wife's sad buns from floppy barm-</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Keep me from all digestive harm.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Little Popsie-Wopsie</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Chickabidee chum,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">She shall have a piesie-wysie</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">And a sugar plum.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">She shall ridie pie-die</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">In a coachie-woachie too,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">All round the parkie-warkie</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">With her cock-a-doodle-doo.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Here's good bread and cheese and porter,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Here's good bread and cheese and porter,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">You all may sing a better song</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">But you cannot sing a shorter!<br /></span><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></div><span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-3089903533254320927?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-82551904942391672512009-04-08T06:17:00.000-07:002009-04-08T06:22:51.707-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />Molly, my sister and I fell out;<br />And what do you think it was all about?<br /><br />She loved coffee and I loved tea;<br />And that was the reason we couldn't agree! </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-8255190494239167251?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-25110756912910530772009-04-07T03:04:00.001-07:002009-04-07T03:04:36.239-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Beat, beat the chocolate,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Little peanut nose!</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">One, two, three, CHO-</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">One, two, three, CO-</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">One, two, three, LA-</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">One, two, three, TE-</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Beat, beat, beat, beat</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Beat, beat the chocolate.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-2511075691291053077?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-34078354842298505122009-04-07T03:02:00.002-07:002009-04-07T03:03:57.310-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W3tYjEC_R9c&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W3tYjEC_R9c&amp;color1=0x8ae2f3&amp;color2=0x199eb9&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;">Blow, wind, blow! And go, mill, go!<br />That the miller may grind his corn;<br />That the baker may take it,<br />and into bread make it,<br />and bring us a loaf in the morn.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-3407835484229850512?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-48644375143275447062009-04-07T03:02:00.001-07:002009-04-07T03:02:45.068-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />Beans, beans!<br />The wonderful fruit.<br />The more you eat<br />The more you toot.<br />The more you toot<br />The better you feel,<br />So eat some beans<br />With every meal!<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-4864437514327544706?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-31681234854755526302009-04-07T03:00:00.000-07:002009-04-07T03:02:02.132-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /><br />Bananas unite<br />Peel Bananas, peel peel bananas<br />Slice Bananas, slice slice bananas<br />Mush Bananas, mush mush bananas<br />Eat Bananas, eat eat bananas<br />Go bananas, Go go bananas<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-3168123485475552630?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-39496324633576482792009-04-06T05:12:00.000-07:002009-04-06T05:13:50.581-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />I like to eat<br />I like to eat<br />I like to eat<br />Apples and bananas<br />I like to eat<br />I like to eat<br />I like to eat<br />Apples and bananas.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-3949632463357648279?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234828914088790952.post-86624168631979933582009-04-06T05:11:00.000-07:002009-04-06T05:12:23.391-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />"What hue shall my apples be?"<br />Asked the little apple tree.<br />"That is easy to decide;<br />Make them green," the grasses cried.<br /><br />But the crimson roses said,<br />"We would rather have them red,"<br />While the dandelions confessed<br />Yellow suited them the best.<br /><br />When the apples all were ripe,<br />Many wore a yellow stripe.<br />Some were red and some were green,<br />Some were somewhere in-between.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">[Source <a href="http://bussongs.com/">bussongs.com</a>]</div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8234828914088790952-8662416863197993358?l=nurserywonders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adminnoreply@blogger.com0