Seasonal songs

Spring Sp - Sw

Spring carol

Spring-clean tideo

Spring cleaning

Spring has come

Spring has now unwrapped its flowers

Spring has sprung

Spring is coming (1)

Spring is coming (2)

Spring is here

Spring secret

Spring song

Spring song / Frogs croak

Spring’s waking

Sweet bird in the maple tree

 

Also find Spring poems and songs at:

Two little chickens

Little Tommy Tadpole

Pussy willow

If you see a daffodil

 

Last updated: 4/5/2021 2:16 PM

The songs below are part ofAway we gocompiled, adapted and illustrated by Dany Rosevear

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Spring carol 🔊

 

 


This song for Spring is a sister tune to ‘Deck the Halls’ a traditional Welsh carol. It comes from BBC Broadcasts to Schools ‘Time and tune’ Spring 1961.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Let us sing with hearts o’er flowing,

Fa la la la la, la la la la.

Now the winter's quickly going,

Fa la la la la, la la la la.

In the spring we'll show our gladness,

Fa la la la la, la la la.

Cast away all thoughts of sadness,

Fa la la la la, la la la la.

 

Echo mountains with our singing,

Fa la la la la, la la la la.

Steeple bells begin your ringing,

Fa la la la la, la la la la.

Dance we round, our garlands wearing,

Fa la la la la, la la la.

With our friends our new hopes sharing,

Fa la la la la, la la la la,

Fa la la la la, la la, la, la!

 


 

 

Spring-clean tideo 🔊

 

 


The sun is out – the dust is showing! A traditional song with additional verses by Ana Sanderson.

 

It would be easy to mime many of these movements.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Sun gets brighter, days get long,

Birds begin to sing their song.

We know springtime’s on its way,

Let’s all clean our homes today.

 

Chorus:

Tideo, tideo, Time for a spring-clean, tideo.

Tideo, tideo, Time for a spring-clean, tideo.

 

Dust the tables, wipe the doors,

Shake the rugs and sweep the floors.

When we’ve got the cleaning done,

We’ll go out and have some fun.

 

Buds appear without a sound,

Tadpoles wriggle round and round.

Baby ducklings waddle by,

Fluffy chicks learn how to fly.

 


 

 

Spring cleaning 🔊

 

 


My eldest grandson spent some of half term dusting the skirting boards in my house with great enthusiasm, at the end he asked if I could make up a dusting song.

 

1. Mime dusting everywhere. 2. As before, stretch up high then fall to the floor, make spiders scuttle around. 3. Clean everywhere then window, wiggle fingers.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Dusting, dusting, dusting,

Dusting all day long,

Dusting high and dusting low,

Singing a dusting song.

 

Up and down and all around,

Dusting in the hall;

Stretching high, the feathers fly,

Watch all the cobwebs fall.

(Hear come the spiders!)

 

Doors, floors and skirting boards,

Wipe away the grime;

Scrub-a-dub and wash and rub,

Make every window shine.

 


 

 

Spring has come 🔊

 

 


How do we know it is Spring? I think this might be from a hymnal but have been unable to find a tune so as usual have made up my own, Dany Rosevear.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Spring has come, I know, I know,

Pussy Willow told me so!

 

Spring has come, I know, I know,

Robin Redbreast told me so!

 

Spring has come, I know, I know,

Little flowers told me so!

 

Spring has come, I know, I know,

Little lambkins told me so!

 


 

 

 

Spring has now unwrapped its flowers 🔊

 

 


Also known as ‘The flower carol’ the longer version is very old and was originally sung in Latin and sung to what is now known as the tune of ‘Good King Wenceslaus’ and ‘Yankee Doodle’ among others’! The little tune here is more familiar as ‘Hungarian round’ or ‘Boots of shining leather’. It can also be sung as a round.

My friend Sara Piazza from Edgartown, Martha’s Vineyard Island has made a delightful video of a dance to go with this song that she has tried out with her class of five year olds that you may well enjoy: https://youtu.be/0QyTlqH9tPU .

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Spring has now unwrapped its flowers,

Day is fast reviving,

Life in all its growing powers

Towards the light is striving.

All the world with beauty fills,

All the world with beauty fills,

Gold the green enhancing;

Flowers make glee among the hills,

And set the meadows dancing.

 


 

 

Spring has sprung 🔊

 

 


Words and music by Peter Lewis; it was inspired by the first two lines of the Brooklyn song:

Spring has sprung, the grass is ris,

I wonder where the boidies is

The boid is on the wing, But that’s absoid

From what I hoid The wing is on the boid!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Spring has sprung, the grass is riz.

I wonder where the birdies is?

Spring has sprung, the buds do break;

Spring has sprung and nature wakes.

Spring has sprung, the winter’s gone,

And now we sing our happy song:

Fa la la, la la la lay

Sweep those old dead leaves away!

 


 

 

Spring is coming (1) 🔊

 

 


A gentle song to celebrate the coming of Spring.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Spring is coming, spring is coming.

Birdies build your nest.

Weave together straw and feather.

Doing each your best.

Doing each your best.

 

Spring is coming, spring is coming.

Flowers are waking too.

Pansies, lilies, daffodillies,

All are coming through.

All are coming through.

 

Spring is coming, spring is coming,

All around is fair!

Shimmer, quiver on the river,

Spring is really here,

Joy is everywhere!

 


 

 

Spring is coming (2) 🔊

 

 


A song of all the seasons. It is a lovely idea to sing the appropriate verse for the season and encourage children in turn to fill in the blank.

Words unknown music by Milton Kaye.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Spring is coming, spring is coming,

How do you think I know?

I found some (------) pussy willow;

I know it must be so!

 

Summer’s coming, summer’s coming,

How do you think I know?

A (------) black-eyed Susan winked at me;

I know it must be so!

 

Autumn’s coming, autumn’s coming,

How do you think I know?

A (------) yellow leaf just fluttered by;

I know it must be so!

 

Winter’s coming, winter’s coming,

How do you think I know?

I (------) felt a snowflake tickle my nose;

I know it must be so!

 

 


 

 

Spring is here 🔊

 

 


A traditional song I haven’t yet found its source; still looking! Any help appreciated.

Make up your own verses.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


“Spring is here!” said the bumblebee,

“How do you know?” said the old oak tree,

“I see yellow daffodils,

Dancing with the fairies on the windy hill.”

 

“Spring is here!” said the bright blue sky,

“How do you know?” said the butterfly,

“I just saw a new born lamb,

Feeding from its mother near the beaver dam.”

 

“Spring is here!” said the tiny mouse,

“How do you know?” said the lady in the house,

“The doors are open and the children gone,

Playing with the fairies all day long.”


 

 

Spring secret 🔊

 

 


A secret to keep.

This song is from the 1950s by May Justus and Vonnie Burleson.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Nobody knows what I know, nobody knows but me!

I hunted around and aroung about to find the secret and found it out.

Nobody knows what I know, nobody knows but me!

 

Nobody knows what I know, nobody knows but me!

It’s high up high in an apple tree and snug and safe as a nest can be.

Nobody knows what we know, the mother bird and me!

 


 

 

 

Spring song O

 

 


A German folk song.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


As I sat on the hillside,

I heard the birds sing,

And I watched them a-building,

Their nests in the Spring.

 

As I walked in the garden,

Bees buzzed away home,

With their sweet load of honey,

To store in the comb.


 

 

Spring song / Frogs croak 🔊

 

 


A simple Spring poem and hand play.

Set to music by Dany Rosevear.

1. Leap off hand and open thumb and fingers. 2. Fingers wiggle downwards, rub upper arms. 3. Open and close thumb and forefinger. 4. Hand jumps. 5. Hand to ear, cross fingers and flap. 6. Cross hands at wrist and flap. 7. Open and close thumb and forefinger. 8. Throw out hands.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Frogs croak

Rains soak

Chicks peep

Crickets leap

Bees hum

Robins come

Birds sing

Its spring!


 

 

 

Spring’s waking 🔊

 

 


Here comes the snowdrop.

Love it when this time of year comes and the seasons’s flowers lift their heads.

Music by Dany Rosevear.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


A snowdrop lay in the sweet, dark ground.

"Come out," said the Sun, "come out!"

But she lay quite still and she heard no sound.

"Asleep," said the Sun, "no doubt!"

The snowdrop heard, for she raised her head.

"Look spry," said the Sun, "look spry!"

"It's warm," said the snowdrop, "here in bed."

"O fie!" said the sun, "O fie!"

 

"You call me too soon, Mister Sun, you do."

"No, no," said the Sun, "oh, no!"

"There's something above and I can't see through."

"It 's snow," said the Sun, "just snow."

"But I say, Mister Sun, are the robins here?"

"May be," said the Sun, "may be."

"There wasn't a bird when you called last year."

"Come out," said the Sun, "and see."

 

The snowdrop sighed, for she liked her nap,

And there wasn't a bird in sight;

But she popped out of bed in her white nightcap.

"That's right," said the Sun, "that's right!"

And soon as that small nightcap was seen

A robin began to sing

The air grew warm and the grass turned green.

" 'Tis spring," laughed the Sun, " 'tis spring!"


 

 

Sweet bird in the maple tree 🔊

 

 


The sounds of Spring.

Written by Kate Forman and set to a traditional German folk tune used by Brahms, published 1935.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


There's a sweet bird in the maple tree,

Singing a wonderful thing;

Clear are the words of his melody:

“See I have brought you the Spring!”

 

Blue is the bird in the maple tree,

Glossy and fine is his wing;

Roguish his eye as he sings to me:

“See I have brought you the Spring!”

 

Milk-white the blooms of the cherry tree,

Hawthorn buds rosily swing;

Buzzing and brisk is the honey-bee.

“See I have brought you the Spring!”


 

 

 

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