1.  This old man

This old man, he played one. He played knick-knack on my thumb

.(Chorus) With a knick-knack, patty-whack. Give a dog a bone.

This old man, he played two. He played knick-knack on my shoe

This old man, he played three. He played knick-knack on my knee.

This old man, he played four. He played knick-knack on my door.

This old man, he played five. He played knick-knack on my hive.

This old man, he played six. He played knick-knack on my sticks.

This old man, he played seven. He played knick-knack up to heaven.

This old man, he played eight. He played knick-knack on my gate.

This old man, he played nine. He played knick-knack on my line.

This old man, he played ten. He played knick-knack over again.

 

2.  I’ve been working on the railroad

I’ve been working on the railroad, all the live-long day.

I’ve been working on the railroad, just to pass the time away.

Can’t you hear the whistle blowing? Rise up so early in the mom.

Can’t you hear the captain shouting, “Dinah, blow your horn!”

Dinah, won’t you blow? Dinah, won’t you blow?

Dinah, won’t you blow your horn? Dinah, won’t you blow?

Dinah, won’t you blow? Dinah, won’t you blow your horn?

Someone’s in the kitchen with Dianh, someone’s in the kitchen, I know

Someone’s in the kitchen with Dinah, strummin’ on the old banjo

And he’s singin’

“Fee-fi-fiddley-l-oh! Fee-fi-fiddley-l-oh! Fee-fi-fiddley-l-oh!”

Strummin’ on the old banjo.oh Strummin’ on the odl banjo.

I’ve been working on the railroad, all the live long day.

I’ve been working on the railroad, just to pass the time away.

Can’t you hear the whistle blowing? Rise up so early in the mom.

Can’t you hear the captain shouting, “Dinah, blow your horn!”

 

3.  Three Blind Mice

Three blind mice, three blind mice.

See how they run, see how they run.

They all ran after the farmer’s wife,

She cut off their tails with a carving knife.

Did you ever see such a sight in your life.

As three blind mice?

 

4.  Oh, Susanna!

Oh, I come from Alabama my banjo on my knee.

And I’m going to Louisiana, my true love for to see.

Wee, it rained all night the day I left. The weather it was dry.

The sun to hot, I froze to death.

Susanna, don’t you cry.

Oh, susanna! Oh, don’t your cry for me.

For I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee.

 

5.  The man on the flying trapeze

He floats through the air with the greatest of ease.

The daring young man on the flying trapeze.

His actions are graceful, all girls he does please.

And my love he has stolen away.

 

6.  The Blue-tail fly.

When I was young, I used to wait on master.

And hand him his plate. I’d pass the bottle when he got dry.

And brush away the blue-tail fly.

CHORSU

Jimmy crack corn, and I don’t care.

Jimmy crack corn, and I don’t care.

Jimmy crack corn, and I don’t care.

My master gone away.

One day he rode around the farm, the flies so numerous, they did swarm

One chanced to bite him on the thigh, the devil take the blue-tail fly.

 

7.  The mail must go through.

When you mail a letter, you can send it anywhere.

On foot, by truck, by airplane. The postman gets it there.

So write a letter to a friend, Maybe she’ll write you.

No matter what, you always know.

The mail must go through.

Chorus

The mail must go through. The mail must go through.

No matter if it rains or snows.

The mail must go through. The mail must go through.

The mail must go through. No matter it rains or snows

The mail must go through.

Some folks live in a city, some live in a little town.

Even if you live out on a farm. There’s a post man making his rounds.

So mail someone a letter, even just a card will do.

You know it’s nice when the postman, has a letter in his sack for you.

 

8.  Home on the Range

Oh, give me a home where the buffalo roam.

Where the deer and the antelope play.

Where seldom is heard a discouraging word.

And the skies are not cloudy all day.

Home, home on the range.

Where the deer and the antelope play.

Where seldom is heard a discouraging word.

And the skies are not cloudy all day.

 

9.  It ain’t Gonna Rain no more

It ain’t gonna rain no more, no more

It ain’t gonna rain no more.

How in the heck can I wash my neck.

If it ain’t gonna rain no more?

 

10.  A Bicycle Built for two

Daisy, daisy, give me your answer,do

I am half crazy, all for the love of you.

It won’t be a stylish marriage, I can’t afford a carriage.

But you’ll look sweet upon the seat, of a bicycle built for two.