Skip to My Lou
Having roots in Indiana and Kentucky, Skip to My Lou is a partner stealing dancing game, with
verses showing aspects of frontier life. “Lou” is derived from the Scottish word for love.

Lou, lou, skip to my lou
Skip to my lou, my darling.
Fly’s in the buttermilk – Shoo, fly, Shoo!
Skip to my lou, my darling.
Lost my partner, what’ll I do?
Find me another one, prettier than you!
Cow’s in the cornfield, moo, moo, moo!
Cat’s in the cream jar, oo, oo, oo!
There’s a little red wagon, paint it blue!
Skip to my lou, my darling.

All That’s Known
“Spring Awakening” is a coming-of-age rock musical that is set in late 19th century Germany. It
won eight Tony Awards in 2006, including Best Musical.

All that’s known in History, in Science.
Overthrown. At school, at home, by blind men.
You doubt them, and soon they bark and hound you.
Till everything you say is just another bad about you.
All they say is, “Trust in What Is Written.”
Wars are made, and somehow that is wisdom.
Thought is suspect, and money is their idol.
And nothing is okay unless it’s scripted in their Bible.

But I know there’s so much more to find, just in looking through myself and not at them.
Still, I know to trust my own true mind, and to say there’s a way through this…

On I go, to wonder and to learning
Name the stars and know their dark returning.
I’m calling to know the world’s true yearning,
The hunger that a child feels for everything they’re shown.
You watch me, just watch me. I’m calling. And one day all will know.

I Gotta Crow
Morris Isaac “Moose” Charlap was a recording artist and performer during the 1950s. He was
most widely known for writing the music for “Peter Pan,” and the television movie musical
“Hans Brinker.”

Conceited? Not me!
It’s just that I am what I am and I’m me.

When I look at myself and I see in myself all the wonderful things that I see.
If I’m pleased with myself, I have every good reason to be.

I gotta crow!

I’m just the cleverest fella ‘twas ever my fortune to know.
I taught a trick to my shadow to stick to the tip of my toe.

I gotta brag!

I think it’s sweet to have fingers and feet I can wiggle and wag.
I can climb trees and play tag with the breeze in the meadows below.

If I were a very ordinary everyday thing.
I’d never be heard cock-a-doo-doo-ling ‘round like a bird.
So naturally, when I discover the cleverness of a remarkable me
How can I hide it when deep down inside it just tickles me so?

That I gotta let go and crow!

Bein’ Green
Joe Raposo wrote the theme song for “Sesame Street,” as well as C is for Cookie, Sing, and Bein’
Green. He also wrote music for “The Electric Company,” and the theme songs for “Three’s
Company,” and “The Ropers.”

It’s not easy bein’ green, having to spend each day the colors of the leaves,
When I think it could be nicer bein’ red, or yellow, or gold,
Or something much more colorful like that.

It’s not easy bein’ green. It seems you blend in with so many ordinary things,
And people tend to pass you over ‘cause you’re not standing out
Like flashy sparkles on the water or stars in the sky.
But green is the color of Spring, and green can be cool and friendly-like.
And green can be big like an ocean, or important like a mountain, or tall like a tree.

When green is all there is to be, it could make you wonder why,

But why wonder, why wonder?
I am green and it’ll do fine.
It’s beautiful and I think it’s what I want to be.

Till There Was You
Meredith Willson started by playing the bass drum in the Salvation Army band, became a
virtuoso on the flute and piccolo, and played for the John Philip Sousa Band and the New York
Philharmonic (under Arturo Toscanini). He then went on to write (among other things), two
symphonies, “The Music Man,” and “The Unsinkable Molly Brown,” and the theme song for
JFK’s presidential youth fitness program, Chicken Fat.

There were bells on the hill, but I never heard them ringing.
No I never heard them at all, till there was you.
There were birds in the sky, but I never saw them winging.
No I never saw them at all, till there was you.

And there was music, and there were wonderful roses, they tell me,

In sweet fragrant meadows of dawn, and dew.
There was love all around, but I never heard it singing.
No I never heard it at all, till there was you.

Over the Rainbow
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When all the world is a hopeless jumble, and the raindrops tumble all around,

Heaven opens a magic lane.

When all the clouds darken up the skyway, there’s a rainbow highway to be found,

Leading from your window pane to a place behind the sun,

Just a step beyond the rain.
Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high,
There’s a land that I heard of once in a lullaby.

Somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue,
And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true.
Someday I’ll wish upon a star and wake up where the clouds are far behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops away above the chimney tops,

That’s where you’ll find me.
Somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly.
Birds fly over the rainbow; why, then, oh why can’t I?

Kidsong
Composer Stephen Caldwell writes that the inspiration for Kidsong came from watching his son
play with multiple toys at once, creating an overlapping symphony of kid’s songs.
This old time farmer had a dog and Bingo was his name, Oh

B-I-N-G-O and Bingo was his name.

Now when this farmer called his dog, he called by his name, Oh

B-I-N-G-O and Bingo was his name.
London Bridge is falling down, my fair lady.
Twinkle, twinkle little star, how I wonder what you are.
Are you sleeping, brother John? Morning bells are ringing!
The itsy bitsy spider went up the water spout.
Down came the rain and washed the spider out.
Out came the sun and dried up all the rain.
And the itsy bitsy spider went up the spout again.
The wheels on the bus go round and round, all through the town.

Ring around the rosey, pocket full of posey,
Ashes, ashes, we all fall down.

Dear World
Dear World is a collaborative set of pieces featuring poems and letters written by elementary
school children, set by different composers.

Sarah’s letter

Dear World,

I will plant flowers and I won’t litter.
I will pick up my things that are in my backyard.
I want to please you. It would be my honor.
I will be polite by picking up in the grass.
I will bless you, world. I love you, world.

Braden’s letter

Dear World,

Why do you have wars and power? I know you want to be the powerfullest but what if there
were no number one? Why can’t the world have peace? No loved ones to die or to cry for? Why
want power when all of us can come as one, no one be mean or no one steal your stuff that you
work for? So please, world, make peace and be one with all. Queens and kings, y’all can still be
kings and queens but just don’t make war. And why do you want to be number one when there

can be no numbers?

Goodnight Moon
Margaret Wise Brown’s Goodnight Moon is considered a cornerstone of modern children’s
literature, capturing the comforting ritual of bedtime, using repetition and rhythm to help
children (and adults) relax and sleep.

In the great green room, there was a telephone and a red balloon,
and a picture of the cow jumping over the moon,
and there were three little bears sitting on chairs,
and two little kittens and a pair of mittens,
and a little toy house and a young mouse,
and a comb and a brush, and a bowl full of mush,
and a quiet old lady who was whispering hush.

Goodnight room, goodnight moon, goodnight cow jumping over the moon,

goodnight light and the red balloon,

goodnight bears, goodnight chairs, goodnight kittens, goodnight mittens,

goodnight clocks and goodnight socks,
goodnight little house, goodnight mouse,

goodnight comb and goodnight brush, goodnight nobody, goodnight mush,

and goodnight to the old lady whispering hush.
Goodnight stars, goodnight air, goodnight noises everywhere.

You’ve Got a Friend in Me
Randy Newman’s career spans over sixty years. In that time, he has won two Oscars, three
Emmys and seven Grammy Awards, and has been inducted into both the Songwriter’s Hall of
Fame and the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.

You’ve got a friend in me. You’ve got a friend in me.

When the road looks rough ahead, and you’re miles and miles from your nice, warm bed.

You just remember what your old pal said, Son,

You’ve got a friend in me.

You’ve got a friend in me. You’ve got a friend in me.

If you got troubles then I got ‘em too; there isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for you.
If we stick together we can see it through, ‘cause you’ve got a friend in me.
Now, some other folks might be a little bit smarter than I am, bigger and stronger too,
Maybe, but none of them will ever love you the way I do, just me and you, boy.

And as the years go by our friendship will never die.
You’re gonna see, it’s our destiny.
You’ve got a friend in me.

When She Loved Me

When somebody loved me, everything was beautiful.
Every hour we spent together lives within my heart.

And when she was sad, I was there to dry her tears. And when she was happy, so was I.

When she loved me.

Through the summer and the fall, we had each other, that was all.
Just she and I together, like it was meant to be.

And when she was lonely, I was there to comfort her, and I knew that she loved me.

So the years went by; I stayed the same.
But she began to drift away; I was left alone.

Still I waited for the day when she’d say, “I will always love you.”
Lonely and forgotten, never thought she’d look my way,
and she smiled at me and held me just like she used to do,
like she loved me when she loved me.

It’s You I Like
Fred Rogers had a difficult childhood, and was often bullied for his weight and shy demeanor.
Often forced to miss school due to his asthma, he sought solace in his stuffed animals, creating
worlds from his imagination. He would go on to earn degrees in Music and Divinity, and create
and run “Mr Rogers’ Neighborhood” for thirty-three years.

It’s you I like.
It’s not the clothes you wear.

It’s not the way you do your hair, but it’s you I like.
The way you are right now, the way down deep inside you,
not the things that hide you, not your toys, they’re just beside you.

But it’s you I like.
Every part of you.

Your skin, your eyes, your feelings, whether old or new.
I hope that you’ll remember even when you’re feeling blue.

It’s you I like. Yes, it’s you yourself.
It’s you. It’s you. Just you I like.

Christopher Robin Is Saying His Prayers
Harold Fraser-Simson was an English composer of songs and musical comedies, who then set
several children’s verses by A.A. Milne and Kenneth Grahame.
Little boy kneels at the foot of the bed. Droops on the little hands little gold head.

Hush! Hush! Whisper who dares!
Christopher Robin is saying his prayers.
God bless Mummy. I know that’s right.
Wasn’t it fun in the bath tonight?
The cold’s so cold and the hot’s so hot.
Oh! God bless Daddy, I quite forgot.

If I open my fingers a little bit more, I can see Nanny’s dressing gown on the door.

It’s a beautiful blue, but it hasn’t a hood.
Oh! God bless Nanny and make her good.

Mine has a hood and I lie in bed and I pull the hood right over my head.
And I shut my eyes, and I curl up small, and nobody knows that I’m there at all.

Oh! Thank you God, for a lovely day, and what was the other I had to say?

I said, “Bless Daddy,” so what could it be?
Oh, now I remember it, God bless me.

Happiness
While Clark Gesner’s crowning achievement was “You’re A Good Man, Charlie Brown,” he also
wrote for “The Electric Company”, “Sesame Street”, and “Captain Kangaroo”. An
accomplished singer, Gesner was the voice of Linus on the concept album for “You’re A Good
Man, Charlie Brown.”

Happiness is two kinds of ice cream, finding your skate key, telling the time.
Happiness is learning to whistle, tying your shoe for the very first time.

Happiness is playing the drum in your own school band, and happiness is walking hand in hand.

Happiness is five different crayons, knowing a secret, climbing a tree.
Happiness is having a sister, catching a firefly, setting it free.

Happiness is singing together when day is through, and happiness is those who sing with you.

Happiness is morning and evening, daytime and nighttime too.
For happiness is anyone and anything at all that’s loved by you.