Summer songs O-S

Oh, Mister Sun

Oh, oh, the sunshine

Oh what a beautiful morning

Paint-box / Cauliflowers fluffy

Picnic tea

Ring, ring my bicycle

Roll with the waves

Seagull, seagull sit on the shore

Seagull, seagull sit on the shore (2)

Seashell, seashell

Seaside fun

Shadows go round

Shake the papaya down

Shore

Sing a song of sunshine

Sponge fishing

Summer sunset

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: 7/5/2021 11:19 AM

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…

 


 

 

Oh, what a beautiful morning 🔊

 

 


A song that gives you a burst of happiness when you hear it sung.

A song that was oh, so familiar through my childhood as my mother had a wonderful collection of the musical shows at the time, this one was from Oklahoma!’ by Richard Rodgers and Oscar Hammerstein. I still wake up with this song in my head when the early morning sun peeps through the window in the summertime, it is so cheerful.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Chorus:

Oh what a beautiful morning,

Oh what a beautiful day,

I've got a wonderful feeling,

Everything's going my way.

 

There's a bright golden haze on the meadow,

There's a bright golden haze on the meadow,

The corn is as high as an elephant's eye,

An' it looks like its climbin' clear up to the sky.

Chorus

 

All the cattle are standing like statues,

All the cattle are standing like statues,

They don't turn their heads as they see me ride by.

But a little brown mav'rick is winking her eye.

Chorus

 

All the sounds of the earth are like music,

All the sounds of the earth are like music,

The breeze is so busy it don't miss a tree,

And an ol' Weepin' Willer is laughin' at me.

Chorus


 

 

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.

Music by Dany Rosevear.

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!


 

 

Ring, ring my bicycle 🔊

 

 


Practice makes perfect; work hard to become an expert. A cheerful song to show how happy this can make you.

An Indonesian song by A.T. Mahmud; it tells a story about two children who are given things, a bicycle and shooes because they work hard. In my adaptation the children succeed in a task because they try and try again. Translation by Dany Rosevear.

This Indonesian song and music was sent to me by a very kind young teacher and her colleagues; I am most grateful to Grace Sandy, Mr. Rudy, Ms.Tere and the rest of the team; thank you!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Ring, ring, ring, I’m on my bike,

It has handlebars I like;

Father taught me how to ride,

He knows just how hard I tried!

 

Tap, tap, tap, just see my shoes,

Made of leather, bright and new;

Mother shows me how to dance,

I practice hard at every chance.

 

Kring..kring kring ada sepeda (ring..ring ring here is my bike)

Sepedaku roda tiga (it's a three wheels bike)

Kudapat dari ayah (I got it from my father)

Karena rajin bekerja (because I'm a hard worker)

 

Tuk tuk tuk ada sepatu (tap tap tap here are my shoes)

Sepatu kulit lembu (they are made of leather)

Kudapat dari ibu (I got it from my mother)

Karena rajin membantu (because I love to help her)


 

 

 

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.


 

 

Seashell, seashell 🔊

 

 


Hear the sea calling.  It is such a magical experience to pick up a conical shell and listen to the sound of the sea. Music arranged by Dany Rosevear.

Older children might like this one I wrote about the same experience:(1) Here is a seashell - hear the sea calling - YouTube

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Seashell, seashell,

Sing a song for me,

Sing about the ocean,

Tell me about the sea.

 

Seashell, seashell,

When I hold you near,

I can hear the ocean,

Whispering in my ear.


 

 

 

Seaside fun 🔊

 

 


There is so much to do at the beach! Experience some of those lively and more gentle movements with this seaside action game. Younger children might like to just move to the first verse. Words and music by Dany Rosevear.

1. Jump up and down. Stretch. Flap arms and fly around. Curl up small. 2. Jump forward. Make swimming movements. Trot. Kneel and dig. 3. Wobble all over. Sit and row. Mime holding a net and digging. Run the sit down and pretend to eat.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Bounce, bounce, bounce, like a bouncy beach ball,

Stretch up high, like a lighthouse tall;

Spread your wings, like a sailing seagull,

Curl up small like a sea snail in its shell.

 

Jump, jump, jump, over little wavelets,

Swim, swim, swim, like the fishes in the sea;

Trot, trot, trot, along the beach like donkey,

Dig, dig, dig, make a sandcastle for me!

 

Wibble, wibble, wobble, like a floating jellyfish,

Row, row, row, a boat so merrily;

Dip, dip, dip your net into a rock pool

Run to the shack to buy fish and chips for tea!


 

 

 

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.


 

 

Shore 🔊

 

 


This delightful poem by Mary Britton Miller gives a very succinct picture of time on the beach. Since lockdown ended we have had the pleasure of taking the grandkids to three very different beaches, oh what fun they had with a combination of these: damp sand, dry sand, big waves, little waves, pebbles, rock pools, large rocks and one beach where you could see a number of vast cruise ships parked offshore waiting for better days.

Music by Dany Rosevear. This can be played as an action rhyme or hand play.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Play on the seashore

And gather up shells,

Kneel in the damp sand,

Digging wells.

 

Run on the rocks

Where the seaweed slips,

Watch the waves

And the beautiful ships.


 

 

Sing a song of sunshine 🔊

 

 


A daytime wake up song.

The sun is out, we’re out, time to sing, shout and smile.

 

1. Draw a round sun and wiggle fingers to make it shimmer. 2. Draw smile then repeat sun movement 3. Sweep hands outwards. 4. Make smile again. 5. Conduct singing.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Sing a song of sunshine,

Be happy every day.

Sing a song of sunshine,

And chase those clouds away;

Be happy every moment

No matter what you do,

Just sing and sing and sing and sing / smile and smile

And let the sunshine through!

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la,

La, la, la, la, la, la!


 

 

 

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.


 

 

Summer sunset 🔊

 

 


An end of summer song by Roger Quilter 1877-1953, he also wrote it to music in a classical style. While I was reading the poem Alan was singing a folk song, ‘Brigg Fair’, the poem and tune both seemed well matched hence the new setting by Dany Rosevear.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Silver flows the river,

Golden gleams the sky;

Lovely days of summer,

You must bid goodbye.

Don a veil of silver,

Crown your head with gold,

Ere the night has fallen

Deep and dark, and cold.

Dying days of summer,

Lay you gently down

With your shroud of silver

And your golden crown.


 

 

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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