Can You Walk On Tip-Toe?

Can you walk on tip-toe

As softy as a cat?

And can you stamp along the road

Stamp, stamp, just like that?

Can you take some great big strides

Just like a giant can?

Or walk along so slowly

Like a poor bent old man?

Cat Came A-Fiddling

A cat came a-fiddling out of a barn

With a pair of bagpipes under her arm

She could sing nothing but 'Fiddle dee dee

The mouse has married the bumblebee'

Pipe, cat, dance, mouse

We'll have a wedding at our good house

Chook Chook

Chook, chook, chook, chook, chook

Good morning mrs hen

How many chickens have you got?

Madam, I’ve got ten

Two of them are yellow, two of them are brown

Six of them are speckled, but the finest in the town

Cobbler Cobbler

Cobbler, cobbler, mend my shoe

Get it done by half past two

Half past two is much too late

Get it done by half past eight

Cock-A-Doodle-Doo

Cock-a-doodle-doo

My dame has lost her shoe

My master’s lost his fiddling stick

And knows not what to do

Come To The Window

Come to the window, my baby with me

And look at the stars, that shine on the sea

There are two little stars, that play at bo-peep

With two little fishes, far down in the deep

And two little frogs, cry neap, neap, neap

I see a dear baby, that should be asleep

Cows Go Moo!

I Went to visit one farm one day

I saw the cows along the way

And what do think I heard them say

Moo, moo, moo

Moo, moo moo, cows go moo

Moo, moo, moo

A kidsmusic original song

Written, arranged and produced by Ken Bolam

Published by CYP Music

Crabby Crab

There once was

A very crabby crab, he

Would grab me by the toe

And every time that he did it

Oh, how it hurt me so

So I, decided I would catch him

With my bare hands

But every time I tried to do it

He’d burrow in the sand

A kidsmusic original song

Written, arranged and produced by Pauline Burr

Published by CYP Music

A kidsmusic original song

Written, arranged and produced by S A Jones

Published by CYP Music

Creepy Crawlies

Spiders always have eight legs

And spiderlings hatch out from eggs

And with their silk a web they weave

There’s one crawling up your sleeve

(Chorus)

Creepy crawlies, creepy crawlies

Creepy crawlies, creepy crawlies

There’s a lot of creepy crawlies over here

Spiders always have eight legs

And spiderlings hatch out from eggs

And with their silk a web they weave

There’s one crawling up your sleeve

(Chorus)

Creepy crawlies, creepy crawlies

Creepy crawlies, creepy crawlies

You never know where those bugs will next appear

Creepy crawlies, creepy crawlies

Creepy creepy crawlies, creepy creepy crawlies

There’s a creepy crawly always somewhere near

Cross Patch Lift The Latch

Cross Patch, lift the latch

Sit by the fire and spin

Take a cup, and drink it up

Then call your neighbour in

(from a Mother Goose book, published by George Routledge & Sons, 1881)

Curly Locks

Curly locks, curly locks, willn't thou be mine

Thou shalt not wash dishes, nor yet feed the swine

But sit on a cushion and sew a fine seam

And feed upon strawberries, sugar and cream

D

Dance Thumbkin Dance

Dance thumbkin dance

Dance thumbkin dance

Thumbkin cannot dance alone

So dance you merry men everyone

Dance thumbkin dance

Dance foreman dance

Dance foreman dance

Foremen cannot dance alone

So dance you merry men everyone

Dance foreman dance

Dance longman dance

Dance longman dance

Longman cannot dance alone

So dance you merry men everyone

Dance longman dance

Dance ringman dance

Dance ringman dance

Ringman cannot dance alone

So dance you merry men everyone

Dance ringman dance

Dance littleman dance

Dance littleman dance

Littleman cannot dance alone

So dance you merry men everyone

Dance littleman dance

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Dance The Busy Bee

Dance the busy bee

Dance the busy bee

Wiggle and jiggle along with me

Step it to the left and step it to the right

Dance the busy bee tonight

There’s a new dance that's going down

It’s the hottest boogie in our town

Swing into the spring, just the latest thing

Come and wipe away that frown

First you fly around like a honey bee

Flapping your wings, see it’s easy

Buzzing all the while, showing us your smile

Now it’s time to party

Dance the busy bee

Dance the busy bee

Wiggle and jiggle along with me

Step it to the left and step it to the right

Dance the busy bee tonight

Now you're really moving to the beat

Stop and taste the nectar, ain’t that sweet

Time to fly again, careful mind the rain

Hey the busy bee is neat

Dance the busy bee

Dance the busy bee

Wiggle and jiggle along with me

Step it to the left and step it to the right

Dance the busy bee tonight

Dance the busy bee

Dance the busy bee

Wiggle and jiggle along with me

Step it to the left and step it to the right

Dance the busy bee tonight

A kidsmusic original song

Written, arranged and produced by S A Jones

Published by CYP Music

Dance To Your Daddy

Dance to your daddy, my little laddie

Dance to your daddy, my little one

Dance to your daddy, my little laddie

Dance to your daddy, my little one

You shall have a fishy, on a little dishy

You shall have a fishy, when the boat comes in

You shall have a fishy on a little dishy

You shall have a fishy, when the boat comes in

Dickery Dickery Dare

Dickory dickory dare

The pig flew up in the air

The man in brown

Soon brought him down

Dickory dickory dare

Diddle Diddle Dumpling

Diddle diddle dumpling my son John

Went to bed with his trousers on

One shoe off and the other shoe on

Diddle diddle dumpling my son John

Diddlty Diddlty Dumpty

Diddlty, diddlty, dumpty

The cat run up the plum tree

Give her a plum, and down she'll come

Diddlty, diddlty, dumpty

(from a Mother Goose book, published by George Routledge & Sons, 1881)

Diller A Dollar

A diller, a dollar

A ten o'clock scholar

What makes you come so soon?

You used to come at ten o'clock

But now you come at noon

Ding Dong Bell

Ding dong bell, pussy's in the well

Who put her in, little Johnny Green

Who pulled her out, little Tommy Stout

What a naughty boy was that

To try to drown poor pussy cat

Who never did him any harm

And killed all the mice in his father's barn

Doctor Foster

Doctor Foster went to Gloucester

In a shower of rain

He stepped in a puddle

Right up to his middle

And never went there again