Summer songs A-H

Apusski dusky

Aound and round Miss Maggie

Bees! Zum! Zum!

Blackberries / Berries turned green

Donna, donna

Five little seashells

Fiddle de dee! Grasshoppers three

Give me a bucket and spade

Have you ever been a-fishing

Hawaiian boat song

Hello bubble

Here is a seashell

Here is the sea

How does a caterpillar go?

How pleasant to sit on the beach

Summer songs I-S, T-Z

Also see:

Down in the grass, curled up in a heap

Going down to Devon

My shadow

Over in the meadow

Rock gently sailboat

Scraping up sand (Shiloh)

She sailed away on a lovely summer’s day

Last updated: 7/17/2018 2:51 PM

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

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Apusski dusky O

 

 


A traditional song, so it is said, but I cannot find out where this song originated. I found this calming gentle song from a sheet cut out of a schools song pamphlet but am unsure which one – it was p.18!

Hooray, I have recently been informed this is a Swedish children’s song ‘ I medelhavet’ words below.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


In middle ocean, sardines are swimming,

Apusski dusky, apusskidu.

A boat sails over, down comes a net.

Apusski dusky, apusskidu.

 

One wise old sardine flicks out a warning,

Apusski dusky, apusskidu.

Swift through the water they dart away.

Apusski dusky, apusskidu.

 

With tails a-flashing, sardines are swimming,

Apusski dusky, apusskidu.

So full of joy that they’re swimming free.

Apusski dusky, apusskidu.

 

Swedish version:

I medelhavet sardiner simmar apu, apu, apu, apu,

Men i mitt hjärta där simmar du apu, apu, apu, apu.

In middle Ocean sardines are swimming, apu, apu, apu, apu,

But my heart is swimming to you, apu, apu, apu, apu.

 

In MittelMehre Sardinen schwimmen, apu, apu, apu, apu,

Aber in mein Herz da schwimmst ja du, apu, apu, apu, apu.

I medelhavski sardinski simmski, apusskidusski, apusskidu,

Men i mitt hjärtski där simmski dusski, apusskidusski, apusskidu.

 

I Norska havet små torskar svömme, apu, apu, apu, apu,

Men i min blopump, där plasker du, apu, apu, apu, apu.

 


 

 

Around and round Miss Maggie /

On a long summer’s day  🔊

 

 


A game song from ‘The Handy Play Party Book’ published by the Cooperative Recreation Service in 1940.

Children hold hands in a circle and moves to the right; one child in the centre skips round in the opposite direction. On ‘Break the ring…’ ‘Miss Maggie’ takes one from the circle as their partner and swings them into the centre with a right arm hook. S/he then moves to the one who was standing on her partner’s right and swings them all the way round with a left elbow swing, then back to her partner with a right elbow swing. This continues all round the circle.  When everyone in the circle has been swung by ‘Miss Maggie’ she then steps into the circle and her partner becomes the new ‘Miss or Mr. Maggie’.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Around and round Miss Maggie, on a long summer’s day,

Around and round Miss Maggie, on a long summer’s day.

 

Break the ring and take a swing, on a long summer’s day,

Break the ring and take a swing, on a long summer’s day.

 

Miss Maggie knows how to swing ‘em, on a long summer’s day,

Miss Maggie knows how to swing ‘em, on a long summer’s day.


 

 

Bees! Zum! Zum! O

 

A song from ‘Infant Joy’ by Desmond MacMahon published in 1954.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Bees! Zum! Zum! What a merry hum.

There’s no reason for alarm,

For we won’t do you any harm!

Bees! Zum! Zum! What a merry hum.

 

Bees! Zum! Zum! What a merry hum.

Working all the sunny hours,

Sipping nectar from the flowers,

Bees! Zum! Zum! What a merry hum.


 

 

Blackberries / Berries turned green 🔊

 

 


Two berry picking verses: one sung, one recited with actions.

Melody arranged by Dany Rosevear.

 

1.Turn to the right, turn to the left. 2. Turn right. 3. Mime picking, point to self, nod head. 4. Make circle with arms then rub tummy.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Blackberries, blackberries on the hill,

How many pails can you fill?

Briars are thick and briars scratch,

But we’ll pick all the berries in the blackberry patch.

Blackberries, blackberries on the hill,

How many pails can you fill?

 

Berries turned green, berries turned red,

Berries turned blue, then Mama said,

“Pick me a few.” I said, “Yes, Ma’am!”

So Mama made pie and blueberry jam!


 

 

 

Donna, donna 🔊

 

 


This song ‘Dos Kelbl’ was composed for the Yiddish theatre by Shalom Secunda; and the wonderful translation is by Arthur Kevess and Teddi Schwartz.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


On a wagon bound for market,

There's a calf with a mournful eye.

High above him there's a swallow,

Winging swiftly through the sky.

 

How the winds are laughing,

They laugh with all the their might,

Laugh and laugh, the whole day through,

And half the summer's night.

Donna, donna, donna, donna,

Donna, donna, donna, don.

Donna, donna, donna, donna,

Donna, donna, donna, don.

 

"Stop complaining", said the farmer,

Who told you a calf to be.

Why don't you have wings to fly with,

Like the swallow so proud and free.

 

Calves are easily bound and slaughtered,

Never knowing the reason why.

But whoever treasures freedom,

Like the swallow has learned to fly.


 

 

 

Fiddle de dee! Grasshoppers three 🔊

 

 


A song from a Waldorf collection with no author attribution: http://studylib.net/doc/10214747/verses---waldorf-homeschooling-connection

Melody written by Dany Rosevear.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Fiddle de dee!

Grasshoppers three,

Rollicking over the meadow.

Scarcely the grass

Bends as they pass,

So fairy light is their tread-o.

 

Said Grasshopper one

The summer's begun,

This sunshine is driving me crazy.

Said grasshopper two

I feel just like you,

And leapt to the top of a daisy.

 

Please wait for me

Cried Grasshopper three,

My legs are ready for hopping.

So Grasshoppers three,

Fiddle de dee,

Raced all the day without stopping!

 


 

 

 

Five little seashells O

 

 


Find a conch shell and listen to the sea calling.

The ending of this traditional rhyme has been adapted by Dany Rosevear who also set it to music.

 

Use shells in the sand tray / pit and the hand as the waves to remove them; Alternatively use as a simple finger play; hold up five fingers and bend one down for each verse moving hand like a big wave to cover each finger in turn.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Five little seashells lying on the shore.

Swish! went a big wave and then there were four.

 

Four little seashells, pretty as can be.

Swish! went a big wave and then there were three.

 

Three little seashells, all pearly new.

Swish! went a big wave and then there were two.

 

Two little seashells, lying in the sun.

Swish! went a big wave and then there was one.

 

One little seashell, lying all alone.

I put in my pocket and took it back home.

 

No little seashells lying on the shore.

But one whispered in my ear,

Swish! hear the sea roar.


 

 

Give me a bucket and spade O

 

 


I found this anonymous rhyme on the internet without any accreditation. Please let me know if you have come across the author.

Dany Rosevear wrote the melody and arranged the chords.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Give me a bucket and spade,

Give me a bucket and spade,

I'll build a sandcastle oh so high,

When I stand on top I will touch the sky

And wave to the seagulls flying by,

With my bucket and spade.

Bucket and spade,

Bucket and spade!

 

Give me a bucket and spade,

Give me a bucket and spade,

I'll dig and dig and never drop,

When I reach Australia then I'll stop,

Then like the kangaroo see me hop,

With my bucket and spade.

Bucket and spade,

Bucket and spade!

 

Give me a bucket and spade,

Give me a bucket and spade,

I'll stand and stare at the roaring sea,

‘Til the setting sun tells me time for tea,

I'll be back tomorrow please wait for me

And my bucket and spade.

Bucket and spade,

Bucket and spade!


 

 

 

Have you ever been a-fishing O

 

A great community song that can be sung with or without actions.

 

As an action rhyme:

1.  Pretend to fish 2. Make sun with arms 3. Hands move like fish 4. Slap pockets / slap hips 5. Make a wriggly dance 6. Clap to Tra la las 7. As before

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Have you ever been a-fishing on a hot summer’s day,

And seen all the little fishies swimming up and down the bay,

With their hands in their pockets and their pockets in their pants,

And all the little fishies doin’ the hootchie kootchie dance.

 

CHORUS:

Tra-la-la-la-la, tra-la-la-la.

Tra-la-la-la-la, tra-la-la-la.

With their hands in their pockets and their pockets in their pants,

All the little fishies doin’ the hootchie kootchie dance.

 

Have you ever been a-fishing on a cold and rainy day,

And seen all the little fishies with umbrellas in the bay,

With their hands in their pockets and their pockets in their pants,

And all the little fishies doin’ the hootchie kootchie dance.

Tra, la, la, la, la….

 

Have you ever been a-fishing on a cold winter’s day,

And seen all the little fishies frozen solid in the bay

With their hands in their pockets and their pockets in their pants,

And it’s too darn cold to do the hootchie kootchie dance.

Tra, la, la, la, la….

 

Have you ever been a-fishing on a hot and sunny day,

And you’re sitting on a bench and the bench gives way,

And an alligator snapping at the seat of your pants,

And all the little fishies doin’ the hootchie kootchie dance.

Tra, la, la, la, la….


 

 

Hawaiian boat song  🔊

 

 


The water and music – nothing gets better. In Hawaii, so it is said, people love to float along in an outrigger canoe, playing the ukelele. You can find it in ‘Music near and far’ published by Silver Burdett 1956

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Our boat is gliding, gliding, gliding,

Our boat gliding o'er the water,

Our boat is gliding, gliding, gliding,

Our boat is gliding o'er the sea.

The ukuleles, the ukuleles,

Are sounding gently o’er the water,

The ukuleles, the ukuleles,

Are sounding gently o'er the sea.


 

 

Hello bubble 🔊

 

 


A simple song for soapy outdoor play.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Hello bubble, hello bubble,

Come and land, come and land,

Right in the middle, right in the middle,

Of my hand, of my hand.

 

Goodbye bubble, goodbye bubble,

Time to go, time to go,

I will help you, I will help you,

With a blow, with a blow.

 


 

 

 

Here is a seashell 🐚

 

 


What makes a seaside holiday special? Add your own special memories to this song. Find a conch shell and listen to the sea calling.

Words and music by Dany Rosevear.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Here is a seashell, Shhhhhh!

Singing a song of the sea;

Of buckets and spades and sandy waves,

Just for me! Just for me!

 

Here is a seashell, Shhhhhh!

Singing a song of the sea;

Of crabs and fishes and salty wishes,

Just for me! Just for me!

 

Here is a seashell, Shhhhhh!

Singing a song of the sea;

Where jellyfish float round pirate boats,

Just for me! Just for me!

 


 

 

 

 

Here is the sea O

 

A gentle calming song for water or seaside themes. This tune is the one from the BBC Playschool programme and the words slightly different from the classic ones from ‘This little Puffin’. You might well just prefer to recite it!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Here is the sea, the wavy sea,

Move arm up and down like the sea.

Here is a boat and here is me!

Cup hands and rock. Put up one finger.

And little fishes, way down below,

Place hands together and move downwards.

Wiggle their tails and away they go!

Wiggle fingers and put them behind back.

 


 

 

How does a caterpillar go? O

 

A song by M.C. Dainton.

Mime actions for each of the creatures in this song. The last line will help you.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


How does a caterpillar go?

Dear me, does anybody know?

How does a caterpillar go,

On a cabbage leaf the whole day long?

Wriggle, wriggle, wriggle!

 

How does a butterfly go?

Dear me, does anybody know

How does a butterfly go?

From flower to flower the whole day long.

Flip flap, flip flap, flip flap!

 

How does a little froggy go?

Dear me, does anybody know?

How does a little froggy go,

On a lily pad the whole day long?

Hoppity-hop, hoppitty-hop, hoppitty-hop!

 

How does a fluffy duckling go?

Dear me does anybody know?

How does a fluffy duckling go,

A-searching worms the whole day long?

Cheepy-cheep, cheepy-cheep, cheepy-cheep!

 


 

 

How pleasant to sit on the beach  🔊

 

 


A poem written by the wonderful Ogden Nash; just a few words that say everything about the pleasure of a seaside holiday.

Music by Dany Rosevear.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


How pleasant to sit on the beach,

On the beach, on the sand, in the sun,

With oceans galore within reach,

And nothing at all to be done!

 


 

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