Summer songs O-S

Oh, Mister Sun

Oh, oh, the sunshine

Paint-box / Cauliflowers fluffy

Picnic tea

Roll with the waves

Seagull, seagull sit on the shore

Seagull, seagull sit on the shore (2)

Shadows go round

Shake the papaya down

Sponge fishing

Summertime

 

Also see:

Summer songs A-H, T-Z

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: 6/15/2020 1:51 PM

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

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Oh, Mister Sun O

 

 


I began this song on a lovely sunny Spring day; by the time I’d finished it was pouring with rain. There’s always hope though!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Oh, Mister Sun, Sun, Mister Golden Sun, please shine down on me.

Oh, Mister Sun, Sun, Mister Golden Sun, hiding behind a tree.

These little children are asking you, to please come out so we can play with you.

Oh, Mister Sun, Sun, Mister Golden Sun, won’t you please shine down on me?

 

Oh, Mistress Moon, Moon, bright and silvery moon, please shine down on me.

Oh, Mistress Moon, Moon, bright and silvery moon, hiding behind a tree.

These little children are asking you, to please come out so we can sleep for you.

Oh, Mistress Moon, Moon, bright and silvery moon, won’t you please shine down on me?

 

Oh, little stars, stars, little twinkling stars, please shine down on me.

Oh, little stars, stars, little twinkling stars, hiding behind a tree.

These little children are asking you, to please come out so they can wish on you.

Oh, little stars, stars, little twinkling stars, won’t you please shine down on,

Please shine down on, please shine down on me?

 


 

 

Oh, oh, the sunshine O

 

 


A song from Texas from ‘American songs for children’ 1948 by Ruth Crawford Seeger.

This song covers clothing weather and colour topics!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Oh, oh, the sunshine,

Oh, oh, the sunshine,

Oh, oh, the sunshine,

Sally's got a red dress, buttoned behind,

Sally's got a red dress, buttoned behind.

 

Oh, oh, you can’t shine,

Oh, oh, you can’t shine,

Oh, oh, you can’t shine,

Ethan has green wellies on, ready for rain,

Ethan has green wellies on, ready for rain.

 

Nancy has blue jeans, buttoned in front…

Isaac has black shoes with Velcro on top…

 


 

Paint-box / Cauliflowers fluffy O

 

 


A song for harvest time by V.P. Mitchell and H.C. Mitchell. Sometimes called ‘Cauliflowers fluffy’ and popular in school assemblies.

It was a favourite of my infant classes after a summer outing to sing on the coach journey back home.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Cauliflowers fluffy and cabbages green,

Strawberries sweeter than any I’ve seen.

Beetroot purple and onions white:

All grow steadily day and night.

Chorus

The apples are ripe, the plums are red,

Broad beans are sleeping in a blankety bed.

 

Blackberries juicy and rhubarb sour,

Marrows fattening hour by hour,

Gooseberries hairy and lettuces fat,

Radishes round and runner beans flat.

Chorus

 

Orangey carrots and turnips cream,

Reddening tomatoes that used to be green.

Brown potatoes in little heaps,

Down in the darkness where the celery sleeps.

Chorus

 


 

 

Picnic tea O

 

 


A minibeast poem for summer by David Harmer.

Find his website at: http://davidharmer.com/poetry-days-in-schools/some-poems/

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


We found a shady spot under a tree.

Here’s what we had for a picnic tea;

We had ants in the sandwiches,

Wasps in the jam,

Slugs in the lettuce leaves,

Beetles in the ham,

Midges in the orange juice,

Flies on the cheese,

Spiders on the sausages,

Ice-cream full of bees!


 

 

Roll with the waves 🔊

 

 


Music by Michael Levine, lyrics by Eric Litwin and Michael Levine, they have a delightful site of accessible and often original songs, on occasion using classical music as an inspiration at: https://www.thelearninggroove.com/ .

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Rolling, rolling; roll with the waves. x2

 

Come now with me to my boat on the sea,

We'll bounce on the waves in the cool summer breeze,

Sometimes the boat, it will rock to and fro,

So we let out the sail and away we go! Oh we are..

 

Rolling, rolling; roll with the waves. x2

 

Deep in the ocean there swims a blue whale,

Watch as he moves with a swoosh of his tail,

All of the fishies get out of his way

Splashing about, you can hear the fish say that we are...

 

Rolling, rolling; roll with the waves. x4


 

 

Seagull, seagull sit on the shore 🔊

 

 


I originally found a simple version of this on BBC Schools TV ‘Music time’ broadcast in the late 80s. This version is usually sung as a two part song and the arrangement was written by Susan Brumfield.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



Seagull, seagull, sit on the shore, sit on the shore, sit on the shore.

Seagull, seagull, sit on the shore, and sail on my Santy Anna.

Captain, captain, hoist up the sails, hoist up the sails, hoist up the sails,

Captain, captain, hoist up the sails, and sail on my Santy Anna.

 

For my love is far away, far away, far away,

For my love is far away, ‘cross the ocean.

 

Blue horizon, heading for home, heading for home, heading for home,

Blue horizon, heading for home, oh, sail on my Santy Anna.

 

‘Cross the waves and back again, back again, back again,

‘Cross the waves and back again, Santy Anna.

Sail on my Santy Anna.


 

 

Seagull, seagull sit on the shore (2) 🔊

 

 


This simpler version for younger children can be played as a hand play and comes from BBC Schools TV ‘Music time’ broadcast in the late 80s. The verses might be a little different.

 

1. Cross hands at wrists, flap and fly. 2. Make hand dip and dive. 3. Flap hands. 5. Pull at an imaginary rope.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Seagull, seagull, sit on the shore, sit on the shore, sit on the shore.

Seagull, seagull, sit on the shore, sail away my Santy Anna.

 

Penguin, penguin, swim in the sea, swim in the sea, swim in the sea,

Penguin, penguin, swim in the sea, sail away my Santy Anna.

 

Puffin, puffin, follow the ship, follow the ship, follow the ship,

Puffin, puffin, follow the ship, sail away my Santy Anna.

 

Captain, captain, hoist up the sails, hoist up the sails, hoist up the sails,

Captain, captain, hoist up the sails, sail away my Santy Anna.


 

 

 

Shadows go round 🔊

 

 


A circle game to play outside on a sunny day; watch how the shadows lengthen and shorten as the circle moves round.

Alternatively play with a partner. Repeat three times, the second quickly and the third slowly.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Shadows go round, shadows go round,

Shadows go round with me.

Skip and dance in the sunshine,

All the way round with me.


 

 

Shake the papaya down 🔊

 

 


A calypso work song. It works well as a partner song.

 

A. Sing 1.-4. sequencially. B. Sing 1.&2. together. C. Sing 1.&2. Together. D. Sing 2.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


1. Mama says no play, this is a work day,

Up with the bright sun, get all the work done.

If you will help me, climb up the tall tree,

Shake the papaya down.

 

2. Shake them down, shake them down,

Climb the tall tree, shake them down,

Shake them down, shake them down,

Shake the papaya down.

 

3. I love papaya, yes I do, juicy papaya, yes I do,

If you will help me, I’ll help you,

Shake the papaya down.

 

4. Sweet, sweet papaya, fruit of the island,

When all the work’s done, dance on the white sands,

If you will help me, climb up the tall tree,

Shake the papaya down.


 

 

 

Sponge fishing / Xekina mia psaropoula 🔊

 

 


A traditional song from Greece. I remember this one from BBC broadcasting for Schools Music Box from the 1980s but originally it came from ‘East West songs’ 1960.

Hear ‘Xekina mia psaropoula’ sung in its original language at: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ilZmeOc9FfQ and https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/i-trata-mas-i-kourelou/id1102324986.

Australia has a considerable Greek population and different interpretations of the song published by the Australian ABC broadcasting for Schools are discussed here: file:///C:/Users/daros/AppData/Local/Packages/Microsoft.MicrosoftEdge_8wekyb3d8bbwe/TempState/Downloads/49-218-1-PB.pdf.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Ξεκινά μια ψαροπούλα απ’ το γιαλό, απ’ το γιαλό

ξεκινά μια ψαροπούλα απ’ την Ύδρα τη μικρούλα

και πηγαίνει για σφουγγάρια, όλο γιαλό, όλο γιαλό

Little boat we’ll go a-fishing,

Out from the shore,

Out from the shore.

When the evening bell is ringing,

Many sponges we’ll be bringing,

And we’ll sail for home with singing,

Out from the shore,

Out from the shore.


 

 

Summertime 🔊

 

 


A lullaby composed in 1934 by George Gershwin for the opera ‘Porgy and Bess’. The lyrics are by DuBose Heyward.

One from my mother’s extensive collection of musical show LPs. All now sadly disappeared!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Summertime, and the livin' is easy,

Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high.

Oh, your daddy's rich, and your ma is good-lookin',

So hush little baby, don't you cry.

One of these mornings you're gonna rise up singing,

And you'll spread your wings and you'll take to the sky.

But till that morning come, there ain't a-nothin' can harm you

With mammy and pappy standin' by.


 

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