Song
cupboard P
Paul’s
little hen
Peace
is flowing like a river
Peace
of the river
Perrie,
merrie, dixi, domini
Pickin’
up sand
Plant
a tree
Planting
rice
Poppies
and goslings / Papaveri e papere
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Paul’s
little hen O ‘Pål Sine Høner’ was written by a
Norwegian in 1853; the melody is from Leopold Mozart ‘Alte Deutsches
Volkslied’. This English translation was very popular in primary schools in
the 1960s and 1970s and featured in BBC radio’s Time and Tune Autumn 1958. |
Paul's little hen flew away from the farmyard, Ran down the hillside and into the dale. Paul hurried after but down in the brambles, There sat a fox with a great bushy tail. “Cluck! Cluck! Cluck!” Cried the poor little creature. “Cluck! Cluck! Cluck!” But she cried in vain. Paul made a spring but could not save her, "Now I shall never dare go home again." |
Peace is flowing like a river 🔊 A song by
Carey Landry sung in school assemblies. Not sure where I found this version. |
Peace
is flowing like a river, Flowing
out through you and me, Spreading
out into the desert, Setting
all the people free. Let
it flow through me, Let
it flow through me, Let
the mighty song of peace Flow
out through me, Love
is flowing like a river, Flowing
out through you and me, Spreading
out into the desert, Setting
all the people free. Let
it flow through me, Let
it flow through me, Let
the mighty song of love Flow
out through me, Hope
is flowing like a river, Flowing
out through you and me, Spreading
out into the desert, Setting
all the people free. Let
it flow through me, Let
it flow through me, Let
the mighty song of hope Flow
out through me, |
Peace of the river 🔊 We all need to
heed the call of the wild to keep us on track. A song written
on the Kentucky River by Glendora Gosling and Viola Wood. I found it in
‘The Ditty Bag’ compiled by Janet E, Tobitt and published in 1946. |
Peace, peace, peace. When I learn to live
serenely Cares will cease. From the hills I gather
courage, Vision of the day to
be; Strength to lead, and
faith to follow, All are given unto me. Peace I ask of thee, O
river, Peace, peace, peace. |
Pickin’ up sand 🔊 A lively folk
song from Alabama. Spring is a time
to think about tidying up, ‘putting everything in its place’. This song would
be great to use as ‘picking up’ song, the rhythm in most music is bound to
make a task more enjoyable. I found this
song in ‘Music through the Day’ published by Silver Burdett in 1956 and
haven’t been able to find it anywhere else. Adapted and arranged by Dany
Rosevear. |
Pickin’
up sand, Rocky Dan, Pickin’
up sand, Rocky Dan, Pickin’
up sand, Rocky Dan, Pickin’
up sand, Rocky Dan Grain
by grain, Rocky Dan, Grain
by grain, Rocky Dan, Grain
by grain, Rocky Dan, Grain
by grain, Rocky Dan. Pick
up your coat, Liza Jane, Pick
up your coat, Liza Jane, Pick
up your coat, Liza Jane, Pick
up your coat, Liza Jane. Pickin’
up coats, one by one, Pickin’
up coats, one by one, Pickin’
up coats, one by one, Pickin’
up coats, one by one. |
Perrie,
merrie, dixi, domini O A classic riddle song with words
very similar to ‘I gave my love a cherry’ but with ‘cod’ Latin nonsense
words. |
I had four brothers over the sea, Perrie, merrie, dixi, domini; And they each sent a present unto me, Perrie, merrie, dixi, domini; Petrum, partrum, paradisi, tempore, Perrie, merrie, dixi, domini. The first sent a cherry without any stone, Perrie, merrie, dixi, domini; The second sent a goose without any bone, Perrie, merrie, dixi, domini; Petrum, partrum, paradisi, tempore, Perrie, merrie, dixi, domini. The third sent a blanket without any thread, Perrie, merrie, dixi, domini; The fourth sent a book that no man could read, Perrie, merrie, dixi, domini; Petrum, partrum, paradisi, tempore, Perrie, merrie, dixi, domini. When the cherry's in the blossom, there is no stone, Perrie, merrie, dixi, domini; When the goose is in the egg-shell, there is no bone, Perrie, merrie, dixi, domini; Petrum, partrum, paradisi, tempore, Perrie, merrie, dixi, domini. When the wool's on the sheep's back, there is no thread, Perrie, merrie, dixi, domini; When the book's in the press, no man can read, Perrie, merrie, dixi, domini; Petrum, partrum, paradisi, tempore, Perrie, merrie, dixi, domini. |
Plant a tree 🔊 This song has
been sung on Arbor Day and is for anyone who appreciates the part trees play
in our lives. This is from
The Foresman ‘Songs and pictures’ published in 1937. Sing
with dignity. |
Plant
a tree! Earth will feed it; Soon
‘twill flourish green and strong; Soon
‘twill spread its peaceful shadow, Where
the birds will bring their song. Plant
a tree! It will bless you In
the years that are to come; Plant
it gladly, it will serve you; Plant
a shelter, plant a home. Plant
a tree! You are planting What
a thousand folk may see; House
and rafter, ship and masthead, These
they plant, who plant a tree. |
Planting rice 🔊 This song from
the Philippines is a Tagalog folksong called “Magtanim Ay Di Brio” Hear it in
the Filipino language at: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f8TgQ0aagls. The
translation here is not a literal one but give some idea of the hardships
endured by agricultural labourers when planting rice. I
first found this song in a Cooperative Recreation Service booklet published
in 1948: ‘Work and sing an international songbook’ that I used on
international voluntary workcamps in the 1960s in Turkey, Finland and Poland. I
lived in Malaya in the 1950s as a child and remember well watching paddy
field workers with their conical hats, feet in water and bending low to do
this difficult task. |
Planting
rice is never fun, Bent
from morn till set of sun; Cannot
stand and cannot sit, Cannot
rest for a little bit. Planting
rice is no fun! Bent
from morn till set of sun; Cannot
stand, cannot sit, Cannot
rest a little bit. Oh,
come friends and let us homeward take our way, Now
we rest until the dawn is grey, Sleep,
welcome sleep, we need to keep us strong, Morn
brings another workday long. Morn
brings another workday long. When
the early sunbeams break, You
will wonder as you awake, In
what muddy neighbourhood, There
is work and the pleasant food? Planting
rice is no fun! Bent
from morn till set of sun; Cannot
stand, cannot sit, Cannot
rest a little bit. |
Poppies and goslings / Papaveri e papere 🔊 An Italian folk song. This is just an
excerpt with a smattering of Italian that can be found in ‘Making music your own 2’ published by Silver Burdett Company in
1968. Often just this verse is sung in Italian kindergartens. Choose the verse you’d like to sing
and enjoy the music! Find a video of the complete song
at: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SUbjtBZRDz8 and more about the song at: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Poppa_Piccolino . |
Oh, do you know papaveri, son
alti, alti, alti, And you are piccolina, And you are piccolina; Oh, do you know papaveri, son
alti, alti, alti, But you’re a paperina, What are you going to do? Translation: The poppies here they grow so tall, So tall, so tall and lofty, And you are very little, And you are very little, The poppies here they grow so tall, So tall, so tall and lofty, But you were born a gosling, What are you going to do? Italian: Lo sai che i
papaveri, son alti, alti, alti, e tu sei
piccolina, e tu sei piccolina, lo sai che i
papaveri, son alti, alti, alti, sei nata
paperina, che cosa ci vuoi far? |
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