Autumn songs A-K

A little man is standing within the wood

A song of bread

Alms in Autumn / Spindlewood, spindlewoo

Apple and blackberry pie

Autumn leaves

Autumn leaves are falling

Big red tractor

Bringing in the hay

Come, little leaves

Did you see the wind today? Autumn leaves

Falling leaves

Five golden leaves

Five little leaves

For the golden corn

Glimmer lantern glimmer

Golden corn

Grey squirrel

Here is an apple tree

I walk with my little lantern

John Barleycorn

Jump in the leaves

Also find:

Pick up a leaf

The leaves are green

 

Last updated: 10/22/2018 5:31 PM

The songs below are part of ‘Away we go’ compiled, adapted and illustrated by Dany Rosevear

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A little man is standing in the wood  🔊

 

 


Or ‘The riddle’ It is folk song of German origin and was made popular in Humperdinck’s Hansel and Gretel opera.. The answer to the riddle is the common woodland arum lily which has many other names: lords and ladies, cuckoo pint, jack in the pulpit, wake robin.

 

Just done further research online only to find that ‘a toadstool’ is suggested as the answer to the riddle – maybe have I misremembered!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


A little man is standing within the wood,

He wears a purple cloak and a small black hood.

Tell me, tell me if you can,

What's the name of this small man?

In a purple cloak and a small black hood?

 

The little man is silent and makes no sound,

He stands with only one foot upon the ground.

Tell me who this man can be,

For he will not answer me,

Standing there with one foot upon the ground?

 


 

 

A song of bread 🔊

 

 


A song from ‘140 folk songs’ published in 1922 . Homer H. Harbour wrote the words to a German folk tune. Last verse adapted by Dany Rosevear.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Sing a song of golden wheat,

Golden wheat, golden wheat;

Sing a song of golden wheat

By the breeze blown.

Birds are there,

Bees are there,

Butterflies in the air:

Sing a song of golden wheat

By the breeze blown.

 

Sing a song of waterfalls,

Waterfalls, waterfalls,

Sing a song of waterfalls,

Turning wheels round.

Sift the wheat,

Stamp the wheat,

Till it is soft and sweet:

Sing a song of waterfalls,

Turning wheels round!

 

Sing a song of baking day,

Baking day, baking day,

Sing a song of baking day,

Floured, warm dough spread;

Knead the dough,

Shape the dough,

Into hot ovens go,

Sing a song of baking day,

Loaves of brown bread!


 

 

Alms in Autumn /

Spindlewood, spindlewood 🔊

 

 


A lantern song and poem by Rose Fyleman. Music by P. Patterson.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Spindle-wood, spindle-wood, will you lend me, pray,

A little flaming lantern to light me on my way ?

The fairy folk have vanished from the meadow and the glen,

And I would fain go seeking till I find them once again.

O, lend me now a lantern that I may bear a light,

To find the hidden pathway in the darkness of the night.

 

Ash-tree, ash-tree, throw me, if you please,

Throw me down a slender branch of russet-gold keys.

I fear the gates of Fairyland may all be shut so fast

That nothing but your magic keys will ever take me past.

I'll tie them to my girdle, and as I go along,

My heart will find a comfort in the tinkle of their song.

 

Holly-bush, holly-bush, help me in my task,

A pocketful of berries is all the alms I ask:

A pocketful of berries to thread in golden strands

(I would not go a-visiting with nothing in my hands).

So fine will be the rosy chains, so gay, so glossy bright,

They'll set the realms of Fairyland all dancing with delight.


 

 

Apple and blackberry pie  🔊

 

Make the most of apples, blackberries and other fruit and vegetables that grow in the gardens, hedgerows and allotments; all ready for the harvest table in August and September.

 

This could be played as a double circle game:

Circles one inside the other walk round in opposite directions holding hands. On the fourth line the outer circle brings arms over the inner circle and the ring walks round as one.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Apple and blackberry pie,

Apple and blackberry pie,

Sugared and crusted,

Just covered with custard,

Mmmm! Lovely apple and blackberry pie.

 

Carrot and green lentil soup,

Carrot and green lentil soup,

It’s hearty, it’s warming,

On a cold winter’s morning,

Mmmm! Lovely carrot and green lentil soup,

 

Tomato and butternut squash,

Tomato and butternut squash,

Add chickpeas - delicious

For a stew so nutritious,

Mmmm! Tomato and butternut squash,

 

Lemon and ginger root beer,

Lemon and ginger root beer,

With bubbles a-whizzing,

And busily fizzing,

Mmmm! Lovely lemon and ginger root beer,


 

 

Autumn leaves  🔊

 

 


A song to illustrate ascending and descending pitch.

 

Move hands and body fluidly high and low in a gentle whirling twirling dance, perhaps with scarves in autumn colours.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Whirling and twirling the leaves fall down.

Drifting down, round and round.

Whirling and twirling the leaves fall down,

Down, down to the ground.

 


 

 

Autumn leaves are falling 🔊

 

 


Also know as ‘Little leaves are falling down’.

Tune written by Dany Rosevear.

Can be played as a dance or a simple hand play.

 

Move hands and fingers like leaves fluttering all around.

Stretch hands up high and spread fingers, move gently from sode to side.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Autumn leaves are falling, falling everywhere.

Making all the tall trees, look so very bare.

 


 

 

Big red tractor 🔊

 

 


A harvest song for the pre-schoolers.

Encourage children think of fruit/vegetables that are the same colour as the tractor.

 

Children will enjoy bumping up and down in time to the music.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Bumping up and down on the big red tractor,

Bumping up and down on the big red tractor,

Bumping up and down on the big red tractor, Bringing in the Hay, HAY!

 

Bumping up and down on a big red tractor, Bumping up and down on a big red tractor, Bumping up and down on a big red tractor, Bringing in some … beetroot

 

Bumping up and down on a big yellow (sweet corn), blue (blueberries), green (cabbages), purple (plums) etc…

 


 

 

Bringing in the hay 🔊

 

 


Words by George Reiter Brill and music by Granville Bantock.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Hear the merry laugh of children,

Hear the chestnut horses neigh!

See the mice all scurry,

See the farmers hurry,

When it's time for

Bringing in the hay!

 

Good smells coming from the kitchen,

We'll get lots of treats today!

Cattle are a-mooing

Pigeons are a-cooing,

As they watch us

Bringing in the hay!

 

Pitchforks shining in the sunlight,

As the farmers work all day,

They were early starting,

And they won't be parting,

'Til we finish

Bringing in the hay.

 


 

 

 

Come, little leaves  🔊

 

 


A poem by George Cooper 1838–1927. My version came from ‘The book of a thousand poems’ but according to some internet sources there are two more verses. There are also some great blogs to show this poem has been loved by past generations: http://www.blindpigandtheacorn.com/blind_pig_the_acorn/2013/10/appalachia-through-my-eyes-come-said-the-wind.html

 

This is another one that can be mimed by gently moving back and forth, round and round, up and down to represent the wind, leaves and snow, finishing falling gently down to the floor and sleeping.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


“Come, little leaves,” said the wind one day,

“Come over the meadows with me and play;

Put on your dresses of red and gold;

For summer is gone, and the days grow cold.”

 

Soon as the leaves heard the wind’s loud call,

Down they came fluttering, one and all;

Over the fields they danced and flew,

Singing the soft little songs they knew.

 

Dancing and whirling the little leaves went;

Winter had called them and they were content;

Soon, fast asleep in their earthy beds,

The snow laid a coverlet over their heads.

 


 

 

Did you see the wind today? / Autumn leaves 🔊

 

 


Wind and falling leaves, a perfect partnership.

Written by Zoë McHenry, 1901-1971, who wote many charming songs for young children including ‘Kangaroo Brown’ and ‘The elephant is so slow’, she also worked for Australia’s ‘Kindergarten of the air’.

 

Move hands and body fluidly high and low in a gentle whirling twirling dance, perhaps with scarves in autumn colours.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Did you see the wind today,

Blow the autumn leaves away?

From the trees they flutter down,

Some are red and some are brown;

Rustling up and down the street,

Dancing round my little feet;

Did you see the wind today,

Blow the leaves away?

 


 

 

Falling leaves  🔊

 

A very gentle song for autumn. Great as a follow up to a lively session running around outside in the fallen leaves.

 

Challenge children to play an equally gentle accompaniment – how softly can they play? Work out which percussion instruments will make the right kind of sound and how to achieve this.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Leaves are falling gently,

Yellow, red and brown.

Wind is in the treetops,

Leaves are floating down.

Down, down, down.

Down, down, down.

 

Early in the morning,

All around the town.

Frost is on the window pane,

Mist is swirling round.

All around, all around.

 

Branches black and bare now

Stretch up to the sky

Floating on the water,

Leaves come drifting by

Drifting by, drifting by.

 

Rake the leaves together

Clear them from the ground

Flames are burning brightly,

Smoke is all around.

All around, all around.


 

 

Five golden leaves  🔊

 

 


Change ‘golden’ to ‘Autumn’ if you have leaves in other colours.

 

Use fingers to show numbers of leaves or hold leaves in hand and drop one each time a verse is sung.

Alternatively children sit in a circle as five volunteers move inside like the leaves and settle on the ground one at a time as each verse is sung.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Five golden leaves hanging from a tree,

Dancing golden in the sun,

Then along came the wind and it blew through the town Whoosh!

One little leaf tumbled down to the ground!

 

Four golden leaves hanging from a tree,

Dancing golden in the sun,

Then along came the wind and it blew through the town Whoosh!

And another leaf tumbled down to the ground!

 

Three… Two….

 

One golden leaf…

And the last little leaf tumbled down to the ground.

 


 

 

Five little leaves  🔊

 

 


A hand play and learning the concept of ‘one less’.

Words by Dorothy Williams, tune by Dany Rosevear.

 

1. Hold up five fingers. 2. Wiggle fingers on one hand. 3. Cup hand round mouth and blow. 4. Roll one forefinger over the other downwards.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Five little leaves, so bright and gay,

Were dancing around on a tree one day.

The wind came blowing through the town,

Whoosh!

And one little leaf came tumbling down.

 

Four little leaves…

 

Five little leaves so bright and gay,

Were lying down on the ground one day.

The wind came blowing through the town,

Whoosh!

And five little leaves went flying all around.


 

 

 

For the golden corn 🔊

 

 


A song of thanks for meal times at the family table. Not suitable for food in front of the TV!

Written by Elizabeth Gould, music by E. Smith.  Adapted and arranged by Dany Rosevear.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


For the golden corn, for the apples on the tree,

For the golden butter and the honey for our tea,

For fruits and nuts and berries that grow beside the way,

For birds and beasts and flowers, we give our thanks today.

 


 

 

 

Glimmer lantern glimmer  🔊

 

 


A lantern song for the festival of St Martin. The eve of Martinmas is remembered in many households with a festival of lanterns carrying light through darkened homes and the singing of songs.

 

It is a great excuse to make your own lanterns.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Glimmer, lantern, glimmer,

Little stars a-shimmer,

Over meadow, moor and dale,

Flitter, flutter elfin veil,

Pee-witt, pee-witt, tick-a-tick-a-tick,

Rou-cou, rou-cou.

 

Glimmer, lantern, glimmer,

Little stars a-shimmer,

Over rock and stock and stone,

Wander tripping little gnome,

Pee-witt, pee-witt, tick-a-tick-a-tick,

Rou-cou, rou-cou.

 


 

 

Golden corn  🔊

 

Move up and down with the pitch of the music.

Find out the direction of each point of the compass so arms can swing that way.

The first verse is traditional and the second verse by Dany Rosevear.

 

The game below is for individual movement but would work well with children holding hands in pairs.

 

Curl up small on the ground. Line 1: Move upwards with hands stretched high. Lines 2. & 3.Swing arms to one side and then the other. Lines 4.& 5. Move down to the floor. Make up movements for the second verse.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Golden corn is growing so high;

The wind blows east,

And the wind blows west,

And the little brown mouse runs

Down to her nest.

 

Apple tree is growing so high;

The wind blows north,

And the wind blows south,

And the little red apples

Fall to the ground.

 


 

 

Grey squirrel, grey squirrel 🔊

 

 


Squirrels need to collect a store of food to survive a harsh winter but often they forget where it is hidden.

Last two verses by Dany Rosevear.

1: Cross forearms to make squirrel’s head and tail with hands, nod head up and down. 2. Move higher tail hand from side to side. 3. Touch toes and twitch nose. 4. As before. Other verses: Dramatize hiding and searching for food.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Grey squirrel, grey squirrel,

Swish your bushy tail.

Grey squirrel, grey squirrel,

Swish your bushy tail.

Wrinkle up your little nose;

Hold a nut between your toes,

Grey squirrel, grey squirrel,

Swish your bushy tail.

 

…climb up in the tallest tree,

Let your tail blow in the breeze...

 

…hide your nuts both near and far

But don’t forget just where they are…

 

…in cold winter you will need

To find those nuts so you can feed…


 

 

 

Here is an apple tree  🔊

 

 


A song for apple picking time. Music by Mary Thienes-Schunemann from her book ‘Sing a song of seasons’.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Here is an apple tree,

I look up and I can see

Big red apples ripe and sweet,

Big red apples good to eat!

Shake that big old apple tree,

See the apples fall on me!

Here's a basket big and round,

Pick the apples off the ground.

Here's an apple ripe and sweet,

That’s the apple I will eat!


 

 

 

I walk with my little lantern  🔊

 

 


A German song sung on the feast of Martinmas which falls on November 11th.

Martin was the patron saint of beggars, drunkards and outcasts and was known for an unassuming nature and ability to bring warmth and light to those in darkness.

There are many versions of this song in German and in translation. This is my take.

It is a lovely time of year to make lanterns.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I walk with my little lantern,

My lantern, myself and I,

Above the stars are shining,

On Earth we are stars to the sky.

The rooster crows, the cat meows:

Hey! Hey! Hey!

La bimmel, la bummel, la bey!

Hey! Hey! Hey!

La bimmel, la bummel, la bey!

 

We walk with our little lanterns,

Our lanterns so shiny and bright,

We wind our way through the darkness,

A sea of twinkling light.

The pale moon cries as we pass by:

Hey! Hey! Hey!

La bimmel, la bummel, la bey!

Hey! Hey! Hey!

La bimmel, la bummel, la bey!

 

We walk with our little lanterns,

Our lanterns so shiny and bright,

We sing sweet songs in the darkness

Our voices so cheerful tonight.

As we walk round how good it sounds:

Hey! Hey! Hey!

La bimmel, la bummel, la bey!

Hey! Hey! Hey!

La bimmel, la bummel, la bey!

 

We walk with our little lanterns,

Our lanterns so shiny and bright,

We wander home through the darkness

With a flickering fading of light.

The flame grows dim but still we sing:

Hey! Hey! Hey!

La bimmel, la bummel, la bey!

Hey! Hey! Hey!

La bimmel, la bummel, la bey!


 

John Barleycorn 🔊

 

 


Collected in Somerset by Cecil Sharp. From OUP Sing Together published 1967.

Find out more about this song at: http://mudcat.org/thread.cfm?threadid=14888 .

Arranged by Dany Rosevear.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


There came three men from out the West

Their fortunes for to try,

And they have taken a solemn oath

John Barleycorn should die.

Sing ri-fol-lol, the diddle all the dee,

Right fal-lee-ro-dee.

 

They took a plough and ploughed him in,

Laid clods upon his head,

And they have taken a solemn oath

John Barleycorn is dead.

 

So then he lay for a three long weeks

Till dew from heaven did fall;

John Barleycorn sprung up again

And that surprised them all.

 

But when he faced the summer sun,

He looked both pale and wan,

For all he had a spikey beard

To show he was a man.

 

But soon came men with sickles sharp

And chopped him to the knee.

They rolled and tied him by the waist

And served him barbarously.


 

 

Jump in the leaves 🔊

 

 


Get active outside and appreciate how leaves can be made into compost to help plants grow.

Words by Derek Pearson to a traditional tune.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Oh, I love to jump in the leaves,

Oh, I love to jump in the leaves,

Oh, I love to jump in the leaves,

Let’s all jump in together.

 

Rake them up to make a big pile…

Let’s rake them all together.

 

In the sacks we pack the leaves…

To make them into compost.

 

And then when it is rotted down….

We’ll spread it round the garden.

 

Then we’ll watch the plants all grow…

To give us food and flowers.


 

 

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