Songs for a better world T

The best things in life are free

The bundle of sticks

The Earth is our Mother

The family of man

The garden song

The lovely land of lullabies

The moon shines bright

The river is flowing

The sun is in my heart

The world turned upside down ****

This pretty planet

Tiffy one and Tiffy two

Tiritomba

Two little boats

Last updated: 12/6/2021 3:54 PM

The songs below are compiled, adapted and illustrated by Dany Rosevear

*** Original songs by Dany Rosevear

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The best things in life are free 🔊

 

 

 


Appreciate what we have and make the most of our natural world.

Written for the 1927 musical ‘Good News’ with lyrics by Buddy DeSylva and Lew Brown and music by Ray Henderson. There was a revival of the song in the 1950s by a number of well known singers. Find out more.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


The Moon belongs to ev'ryone,

The best things in life are free.

The stars belong to ev'ryone,

They gleam there for you and me.

 

The flowers in spring,

The robins that sing,

The sunbeams that shine,

They're yours, they're mine!

And love can come to ev’ryone,

The best things in life are free.

 

The stars in the sky

The Moon on high

They're great because they're free.


 

 

The bundle of sticks 🔊

 

 

 


The ‘Bundle of sticks’ is an Aesop’s Fable and the moral: ‘In unity there is strength’. It is a story regularly told in primary school assemblies as it is such a powerful message.

We all need each other in order to survive on this world of ours using our diverse talents and strengths, as a family and friends and as a global family.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


One stick all alone, on the forest floor,

All around you can find many, many more;

One stick on its own breaks so easily,

You need a bunch to make them as sturdy as can be.

Gather them up, bind with a string,

Each stick together is a mighty, mighty thing.

A powerful bundle, a strong and tight bundle,

A wonderful bundle of sticks!

 

One child all alone, sitting by the shore,

All around you can see many, many more;

Each child welcomes good friends and company,

And ev’ry child needs to have a caring family.

Gather them up, bind with love and fun

Everyone together is the way to get things done.

A powerful bundle, a strong and loving bundle,

A wonderful bundle of fun!

 

On one small island in an ocean far away,

Seas are rising slowly each and every day

Forest fires fiercely burn, ice caps crack and melt,

Each of us must show we care, the world cries out for help;

United we stand, divided we fall,

Onwards together is the mighty, mighty call.

Like that powerful bundle, that strong and tight bundle,

That wonderful bundle of sticks!

 

One world is all we have, there is no planet B,

Work as one in harmony to save Earth’s family.


 

 

The Earth is our Mother 🔊

 

 


A song for Earth Day. “The earth is not just our environment. The earth is our mother.” so said the Dalai Lama. This song was inspired by the 1854 speech of Chief Seattle of the Suquamish tribe, it is ‘a tribute to the seamless web of spirituality, life, and land.’

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


The earth is our mother,

We must take care of her.

The earth is our mother,

We must take care of her.

Chorus

Hey yana, ho yana, hey yan yan.

Hey yana, ho yana, hey yan yan.

 

Her sacred ground we walk upon,

With every step we take.

Her sacred ground we walk upon,

With every step we take.

Chorus

 

The earth is our mother,

She will take care of us.

The earth is our mother,

She will take care of us.

Chorus


 

 

The family of man 🔊

 

 

 


A song for our times - together we can make a difference.

Words and music by Karl Dallas.

This song from ‘Come and Praise’ BBC radio for schools, was very popular in assemblies all the years I taught and always sung with much gusto.

The second verse resonates very personally as my larger family is spread around the world including Perth and Paris!

I have very gently tweaked some of the less contemporary words and replaced them with more inclusive language; deleting ‘coolie’ and culling ‘men’! Though the ‘man’ of the title of course refers to ‘mankind’.  

I loveThe miner in the Rhondda’ / but if you wish to be more up to date sing ‘The miner in Wyoming’ as most coal is produced there.

Apparently the songwriter sings it differently each time so I would imagine this version is an acceptable one! See discussion at: https://www.mumsnet.com/Talk/philosophy_religion_spirituality/676786-Song-hymn-The-Family-of-Man-I-belong-to-a

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


I belong to a family, the biggest on the earth;

Ten thousand every day are coming to birth.

Our name isn't Davis, or Groves, or Jones,

It's a name everyone can be glad we own:

Chorus:

It’s the family of man, keeps growing,

The family of man, keeps sowing

The seeds of a new life every day.

 

I've got a sister in Perth, a brother in Paree,

The whole wide world is mum and dad to me.

Wherever you go you will find my kin,

Whatever the creed or colour of skin:

 

The miner in the Rhondda, the builder in Beijing,

Those across the ocean who plough, reap and spin,

They've got a life and others to share it,

So let's bridge the oceans and declare it:

 

Now some people say the world is a terrible place,

But it's just as good or bad as the human race;

Dirt and misery or health and joy,

We can build or we can destroy:


 

 

The garden song / Inch by inch, row by row 🔊

 

 


A song for the growing season written by David Mallet. It has been sung by Pete Seeger and John Denver among others.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


CHORUS:

Inch by inch, row by row,

Gonna make this garden grow.

All it takes is a rake and a hoe

And a piece of fertile ground.

Inch by inch, row by row,

Someone bless these seeds I sow,

Someone warm them from below,

'Til the rain comes tumbling down.

 

Pullin' weeds and pickin' stones,

We are made of dreams and bones,

Feel the need to grow my own, for the time is close at hand.

Grain for grain, sun and rain,

We are part of Nature's chain,

Tune my body and my brain to the music from the land. CHORUS

 

Plant your rows straight and long,

Temper them with prayer and song,

Mother Earth will make you strong, if you give her love and care.

Old crow watching hungrily,

From his perch in yonder tree,

In my garden I'm as free, as that feathered thief up there. CHORUS

Just found this extra verse!

Brothers, sisters all around

This is where our garden’s found.

Side by side we work the ground to help these seedlings grow.

Water them with love and care,

Trust the promise that we share.

Keep them healthy and prepare for our first fruit to show.

 


 

 

The lovely land of lullabies 🔊

 

 


We all wish for Utopia sometimes!

When things aren’t going so well with our planet and Mother Nature’s welfare is in retreat we dive into our imaginations and think how things could and might be with a little care and thoughtfulness from our divisive politicians.

Words and music by Dany Rosevear.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


In the lovely land of lullabies the nightingale gently sings,

The lion and lamb lay talking of wise and wondrous things,

The dragon sleeps in slumber deep and sheds a starlit tear.

Sweet magical moonbeams weave through your dreams;

Follow, follow those rainbows here.

 

In the lovely land of lullabies it's never too hot or cold.

The little folk think it’s a joke to care for silver and gold;

For Nature’s store is worth so much more, such beauty they hold dear.

Sweet magic and moonbeams weave through your dreams;

Follow, follow those rainbows here.

 

In the lovely land of lullabies shadow rabbits tarry awhile,

The mice play round the old grey cat whose whiskers twitch beguiled,

Wild creatures roam through green forest homes where air is pure and clear.

Sweet magic and moonbeams weave through your dreams;

Follow, follow those rainbows here.

 

In the lovely land of lullabies there’s a companion for every child,

Who’ll tell them cosy tales of old and rhymes to make them smile;

Who’ll listen when they’re worried and chase away scaredycat fears.

Sweet magic and moonbeams weave through your dreams;

Follow, follow those rainbows here.


 

 

 

The moon shines bright 🔊

 

 


We have but one life so make the most of it! The traditional hymn is rather sombre and funereal, based on the brevity of our lives. This version arranged by Dany Rosevear leans towards the hopeful and optimistic aspects of our journey through life for a younger audience. There are many different tunes used for this hymn – this one is as heard from Keith Kendrick’s singing.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



Oh, the moon shines bright and the stars give a light,

Just a little before the day,

The voice of love, it calls on all of us,

And bids us awake and arise.

 

Awake, awake, good people all,

Awake for the wonders fly,

And you shall behold the dawning of the day,

When you wake and open your eyes.

 

In yonder garden green doth grow,

As green as any leaf,

So cherish, love and teach your children well,

To do good to all those they meet.

 

Oh the life of a man ‘tis but a span,

It flourishes like a flower,

As tender as the heart into which you are born,

So treasure your every hour.

 

My song it is done, I must be gone,

I can stay no longer here;

Blessings to you all, both great and small,

And wishing you another good year!


 

 

 

The river is flowing 🔊

 

 


The source of this song was probably a chant written in the 1970s by Sun Bear, a member of the Chippewa Tribe. He was born in the White Earth Reservation in the North of the United States on 31 August 1926 and died on 19 June 1992 at the age of 66 in Spokane, Washington. Additional verses have been added over the years and you can find several interpretations of the melody. Find more at: http://www.soulrebels.com/beth/riverflowing.html and http://mudcat.org/thread.cfm?threadid=7568.

I have adapted the words of the final verse to lament a changing world and hope for the future of our children.

In German ‘der fluss der will fließen’

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



The river is flowing, flowing and growing,

The river is flowing, back to the sea.

Mother Earth carry me, your child I will always be,

Mother Earth carry me, back to the sea.

 

The moon she is waiting, waxing and waning,

The moon she is waiting, for us to be free.

Sister Moon watch over me, your child I will always be,

Sister Moon watch over me, until we are free!

 

The sun he is shining, brightly he’s shining,

The sun he is shining, lighting our way.

Father Sun shine over me, your child I will always be,

Father Sun shine over me, until we can see!

 

The earth she is changing, her waters are rising,

The earth she is changing, her waters are tears.

Mother Earth, carry me, your child I will always be,

Mother Earth carry me, down through the years.


 

 

The sun is in my heart 🔊

 

 


A song of hope to lift the spirits.

Adapted, on a sunny day, from a poem by A.C. Harwood. Adaptation and music by Dany Rosevear.

Sitting outside one afternoon in the sunshine, reading and in social isolation, inspired this version. On the other side of the garden fence Corvid 19 haunts the world but despite such a sad and difficult situation for so many, many people there are still some positive things to inspire us and lift our spirits; music being one of them.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


The sun is in my heart,

It warms me with its power,

And wakens, wakens, life and love,

In bird and beast and flower,

In bird and beast and flower.

 

The stars above my head,

Are shining in my mind,

Like music, music of this world,

We leave our cares behind,

We leave our cares behind.

 

The earth is where I tread,

Let my feet be honest and true,

And mindful, mindful, where I step,

In every deed I do,

In every deed I do,

 

Then I must thankful be,

If those on earth that dwell,

With kindness, care, and thoughtfulness,

Greet every person well,

Greet every person well.

 

And we must thankful be,

As one on earth we dwell,

To know, to know and love this world,

And wish all creatures well,

And wish all creatures well.


 

 

The world turned upside down 🔊

 

 


A strange song inspired by a very odd year.

For those who have entered yet another ‘lockdown’.

While I was doing my morning excercises someone on the radio described 2020 as ‘the year the world turned upside down’ and hence this song was born. Celestial bodies, including the moon and the stars, somehow seemed to gain more significance in our troubled and socially isolated lives.

Words and music by Dany Rosevear.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


The moon, the moon shone big and bright,

As the world turned upside down;

The stars, the stars put out their lights

And the sun began to frown.

 

Chorus:

Hey, fiddle-dee-day,

There’s mischief on its way!

Hey, fiddle-dee-night,

Hold on tight! Hold on tight!

 

The birds and bees and tiny fleas,

Danced in time together;

The badger pranced then fled to France.

To escape the wild, wild weather. Chorus

 

And then before the Springtime came

Oh, the darkest days arrived,

Back to their holes ran mice and moles

To stay safe and snug inside.

 

And then along came Summer time,

Sweet flowers bloomed so fair;

The schoolbells rang, the children sang,

They found their friends, played games again,

They climbed the trees with careless ease,

The sun it smiled and watched beguiled,

Hope and joy had filled the air! Chorus

 

Hey, fiddle-dee-day,

There’s good times on the way,

Hey, fiddle-dee-night,

Hold on tight! Hold on tight!

 

The moon it laughed for down below

Mother Earth sighed happily!

And every creature, every child

Found the world as it should be!

 

Hey, fiddle-dee-dee,

Come dance away with me,

Hey, fiddle-dee-fum,

A new day’s come! A new day’s come!


 

 

This pretty planet 🔊

 

 


This wonderful song by Tom Chapin is more usually sung as a round. It is also sung as a lullaby.

This amazing song went round the entire world when it was one of the songs used to wake up the astronauts, including John Glen, on the Discovery 7 space shuttle!

 

1.Make a ball with hands, roll forearms round each other. 2. Make flower round face, arms make waves, hands together as in prayer. 3. Lift arms up and outwards, as in first line. 4. Hands to cheek, hold arms, Lift arms up and outwards.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


This pretty planet, spinning through space,

Your garden, your harbour, your holy place.

Golden sun going down,

Gentle blue giant spin us around.

All through the night,

Safe ‘til the morning light.


 

 

Tiffy one and Tiffy two 🔊

 


 

 

Here’s one for the saints and singers among us. Which one are you?! Every child needs to feel loved however they might have behaved; they need to know that in good or bad times someone will always be there for them.

There are discussion points here to decide why some behaviours might be deemed ‘good’ or ‘inconsiderate’.

Change ‘Tiffy’ to a child’s name or one chosen by that child and insert behaviours that might be relevant to a class or family group.

Words and music by Dany Rosevear inspired by a lively family visit.

 

Raise a finger each time a number is sung.

Make expressive faces or actions for each behaviour.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Tiffy one is so much fun,

Tiffy two’s a crosspatch too!

Tiffy three shares chips with me,

Tiffy four stamps on the floor!

Tiffy five sings lullabies, (Golden slumbers interlude)

Tiffy six is up to tricks!

Tiffy seven was made in heaven,

Tiffy eight is always late!

Tiffy nine is very kind,

Tiffy ten’s in trouble again!

 

Tiffy ten or Tiffy nine,

Smile or scowl you’re always mine.

Growly grumps or cheerful you,

Happy hours or hullabaloo,

Love you, love you, yes I do!


 

 

 

Tiritomba 🔊

 

 


An Italian folk song and a cheerful song of the open air. It is also a popular camp song and I became familiar with it at an International work camp in Turkey when I was a young student in the 1960s. The English words here are by Fred Rendell.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



Far above us, far above the sun is shining,

As we climb the mountain pathway.

High above us, high above the sun is shining,

As it warms us on its way.

Chorus:

Tiritomba, Tiritomba, It’s the open air for you and me,

Tiritomba, Tiritomba, Now at last we can be free!

 

In the clear sky we can see the eagle soaring;

As he scans the hill below him.

On his broad wings we could fly away for ever;

And never have to rest.

Chorus

 

Far away there we can see the river flowing,

With the hills and trees beside it.

It will cool us as we rest beside the waters,

On our journey to the west.

Chorus


 

 

Two little boats 🔊

 


 

 

For all those wanderers on epic journeys.

A song inspired by recent sad events and strands of family history.

Words and music by Dany Rosevear.

Epic journeys have been common since humans began on the African continent, we are a wandering race for all sorts of reasons.

At this time of year we think of biblical stories such as the journey of the Magi, Mary and Joseph's trek to Bethlehem and their flight into Egypt; there are also magnificent journeys in the Old Testament and the scriptures of other religions.

In my family one Grandmother fled Russia during the Russian revolution, my other grandparent escaped famine in Ireland, her three daughters married immigrants from a Poland, Italy and France all with their own tales to tell.

My Polish father made an epic journey from a Russian gulag camp to England via Iran and Palestine with ‘General Anders' army.

In both the the UK and USA many families have similar tales to tell – all of us are immigrants or descendants of immigrants even if from the far distant past.

Sadly there are still many perilous journeys being taken to escape danger and poverty all over the world.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


There’s a star shining bright,

Way up high in the night;

Follow that star in its heavenly flight.

Where will it go?

Does anybody know?

But we know by its light,

There is safety in sight.

 

Off we sail in two darling little boats,

Bobbing across starlit seas;

One is called Courage, the other one Hope,

Carry us to sweet liberty.

Chorus

 

Speed little boats, set your sails to the wind,

Run swiftly across stormy seas;

We’ll shout and we’ll sing as a new day begins,

For our hearts will be easy and free.

Chorus

 

Thank you, dear star for your kindly guiding light,

Thank you for calming our fears,

For your comfort and presence this very long, dark night,

As the shore nears we weep joyful tears.

Chorus


 

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