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presents. THE GREAT AMERICAN SING-ALONG 2012 ™ ~ A Musical Road Trip through Time and States ~. Our “Sing-Along Festival Chorus”. Kay Aitchison Cynthia Anderson Bill Burr Ria Barrows Dick Bowman Les Brighton Sue Brighton Dorothy Ciarlo Barbara Cooper
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presents THE GREAT AMERICAN SING-ALONG 2012™ ~ A Musical Road Trip through Time and States ~
Our “Sing-Along Festival Chorus” Kay Aitchison Cynthia Anderson Bill Burr Ria Barrows Dick Bowman Les Brighton Sue Brighton Dorothy Ciarlo Barbara Cooper Claire Childress Allison Clifton Jeanne Clifton Jane Crabtree Diana Doyle Sarah Farrell Joe Frank Julie Gemmell Janet Graaff Paul Haynes Jeannette Hillery Jack Hodges Jean Hodges Betty Huff Brad Huntting Kitty Jarvis Jacque Johnson Simon Kyeyune Diane LaTourrette Nani McPherson Jeanine Marsh Tom Marsh Anne Mattson Jennifer Murphey Pam Powell JoAn Segal Claire Seger Dan Seger Malcolm Stephens Shannon Williams
In the Good Old Summer Time - 1 (ON-STAGE CHORUS ONLY) There’s a time in each year that we always hold dear, good old summer time. With the birds and the trees and sweet scented breezes, good old summer time. When your day’s work is over then you are in clover, and life is one beautiful rhyme; No trouble annoying, each one is enjoying the good old summer time.
In the Good Old Summer Time - 2 (ALL) In the good old summer time, In the good old summer time! Strolling thru' the shady lane with your baby mine. You hold her hand and she holds yours and that's a very good sign That she's your tootseywootsey In the good old summer time!
Oh, What A Beautiful Morning 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, And it looks like it's climbin' clear up to the sky. Oh, what a beautiful mornin’ Oh, what a beautiful day. I got a beautiful feelin' ev'rything'sgoin' my way. Oh, what a beautiful day!
Daisy Bell (A Bicycle Built for Two) Daisy, Daisy, Give me your answer, do! I'm 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 on the seat Of a bicycle built for two.
Take Me Out to the Ballgame - 1 (CHORUS ONLY) Katie Casey was baseball mad, Had the fever and had it bad; Just to root for the hometown crew, ev’rysou Katie blew. On a Saturday her young beau Called to see if she’d like to go To see a show but Miss Kate said, “no, I’ll tell you what you can do:”
Take Me Out to the Ballgame - 2 (ALL) Take me out to the ball game,Take me out with the crowd;Buy me some peanuts and Cracker Jack, I don't care if I never get back.Let me root, root, root for the [Rockies],If they don't win, it's a shame.For it's one, two, three strikes, you're out, At the old ball game.
19TH CENTURY, GOLD RUSH, WESTWARD EXPANSION
Clementine - 1 In a cavern, by a canyonExcavating for a mineDwelt a miner, “forty-niner”And his daughter, Clementine **REFRAIN** (ALL) Oh! my darlin', Oh! my darlin'Oh! my darlin', Clementine,You are lost and gone foreverDreadful sorry, Clementine.
Clementine - 2 (WOMEN and GIRLS) Drove she ducklings to the waterEv'ry morning just at nine. Struck her foot against a splinter,Fell into the foaming brine. **REFRAIN** (ALL) Oh! my darlin', Oh! my darlin’,Oh! my darlin', Clementine,You are lost and gone forever,Dreadful sorry, Clementine.
Clementine - 3 (MEN and BOYS) Rosy lips above the water,Blowing bubbles mighty fine.But, alas! I was no swimmer,So I lost my Clementine.**REFRAIN** (ALL) Oh! my darlin', Oh! my darlin’,Oh! my darlin', Clementine,You are lost and gone forever,Dreadful sorry, Clementine.
Clementine - 4 (ALL) How I missed her! how I missed her,How I missed my Clementine.But I kissed her little sister,And forgot my Clementine!**REFRAIN** (ALL) Oh! my darlin', Oh! my darlin’,Oh! my darlin', Clementine,You are lost and gone forever,Dreadful sorry, Clementine.
I’ve Been Working on the Railroad -1 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. Don't you hear the whistle blowing, Rise up so early in the morn; Don't you hear the captain shouting, "Dinah, blow your horn!"
I’ve Been Workin’ on the Railroad - 2 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 Dinah, Someone's in the kitchen I know, Someone's in the kitchen with Dinah Strummin' on the old banjo, and singin’:
I’ve Been Workin’ on the Railroad - 3 Fee-fi-fidd-lee-i-o, Fee-fi-fidd-lee-i-o-o-o-o, Fee-fi-fidd-lee-i-o, Strummin' on the old banjo.
She’ll Be Coming ‘Round the Mountain - 1 She'll be coming 'round the mountain when she comes, She'll be coming 'round the mountain when she comes, She'll be coming 'round the mountain, She'll be coming 'round the mountain,She'll be coming 'round the mountain when she comes.
She’ll Be Coming ‘Round the Mountain - 2 **The same structure is repeated with the following verses: 2. She'll be ridin' six white horses when she comes…. 3. Oh we'll all come out to meet her when she comes….
Oh! Susanna I came from Alabama with a banjo on my knee. I'm goin’ to Lousiana my true love for to see. It rained all night the day I left, the weather it was dry. The sun so hot I froze to death, Susanna, don't you cry. Oh! Susanna, don’t you cry for me; I’ve come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee. Stephen Foster (1826-1864)
Camptown Races - 1 The Camptown ladies sing this song, Doodah! Doodah! The Camptown racetrack’s five miles long, Oh, doodah day! I came down there with my hat caved in, Doodah! Doodah! I go back home with a pocket full of tin, Oh, doodah day!
Camptown Races - 2 **REFRAIN** Goin’ to run all night! Goin’ to run all day! I'll bet my money on the bobtail nag Somebody bet on the bay.
Yankee Doodle - 1 Connecticut Yankee Doodle went to town, a-riding on a pony, Stuck a feather in his cap and called it macaroni. **REFRAIN** Yankee Doodle keep it up, Yankee Doodle dandy, Mind the music and the step, and with the girls be handy.
Yankee Doodle - 2 Connecticut (MEN AND BOYS) Fath’r and I went down to camp, along with Captain Goodin’, And there we saw the men and boys, as thick as hasty puddin’. **REFRAIN** (ALL) Yankee Doodle keep it up, Yankee Doodle dandy, Mind the music and the step, and with the girls be handy.
Yankee Doodle - 3 Connecticut (WOMEN AND GIRLS) And there was Captain Washington upon a slapping stallion, A-giving orders to his men; I guess there was a million. **REFRAIN** (ALL) Yankee Doodle keep it up, Yankee Doodle dandy, Mind the music and the step, and with the girls be handy.
Yankee Doodle - 4 (ALL) And there they’d fife away like fun, and play on cornstalk fiddles, And some had ribbons red as blood, all bound about their middles. **REFRAIN** (ALL) Yankee Doodle keep it up, Yankee Doodle dandy, Mind the music and the step, and with the girls be handy. Connecticut
Rocky Mountain High - 1 Colorado SOLO: Simon Kyeune He was born in the summer of his twenty-seventh year, Comin’ home to a place he’d never been before, He left yesterday behind him, you might say he was born again, You might say he found a key for ev’ry door.
Rocky Mountain High - 2 Colorado When he first came to the mountains his life was far away, on the road and hangin’ by a song. But the string’s already broken and he doesn’t really care, It keeps changing fast and it don’t last for long.
Rocky Mountain High - 3 (ALL) Colorado But the Colorado Rocky Mountain high, I’ve seen it rainin’ fire in the sky. The shadow from the starlight is softer than a lullaby. Rocky Mountain high, Colorado, Rocky Mountain high, Colorado, Rocky Mountain high……. Colorado.
Old Folks at Home/Swanee River - 1 Florida Way down upon the Swanee River, far, far away, There’s where my heart is turning ever, there’s where the old folks stay. All up and down the whole creation, sadly I roam, Still longin’ for the old plantation, and for the old folks at home.
Old Folks at Home/Swanee River - 2 Florida All the world is sad and dreary, everywhere I roam; Oh, brothers, how my heart grows weary, far from the old folks at home.
Home on the Range Kansas O 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.
You Are My Sunshine Louisiana The other night dear as I lay sleeping I dreamed I held you in my arms When I awoke dear I was mistaken and I hung my head and cried: You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, You make me happy when skies are gray. You’ll never know dear how much I love you, please don’t take my sunshine away.
Maryland, My Maryland Maryland The despot’s heel is on thy shore, Maryland, My Maryland! His torch is at thy temple door, Maryland, My Maryland! Avenge the patriotic gore that flecked the streets of Baltimore! And be the Battle Queen of yore, Maryland, My Maryland!
Oklahoma - 1 Oklahamoa OOOOOk-lahoma, where the wind comes sweepin' down the plain,And the wavin' wheat can sure smell sweet, When the wind comes right behind the rain.OOOOOk-lahoma, ev'ry night my honey lamb and I, Sit alone and talk and watch a hawk makin' lazy circles in the sky.
Oklahoma - 2 Oklahoma We know we belong to the land (yo-ho)And the land we belong to is grand!And when we say Yeeow! Aye-yip-aye-yo-ee-ay!We're only sayin' you're doin' fine, Oklahoma! Oklahoma O.K.!
On Wisconsin Wisconsin On, Wisconsin! On, Winconsin! Plunge right thru the line! Run the ball clear ‘round Chicago, A touchdown sure this time. On, Wisconsin! On, Wisconsin! Fight on for her fame, Fight! fellows! Fight! And we will win this game.
Piano Solo: Toccata No. 2 by George Antheil (1900-1959) Peter Ryan, Piano
Lift Every Voice and Sing Lift every voice and sing till earth and heaven ring, Ring with the harmonies of liberty. Let our rejoicing rise high as the listening skies; Let it resound loud as the rolling sea. Sing a song full of the faith that the dark past has taught us; Sing a song full of the hope that the present has brought us; Facing the rising sun of our new day begun, Let us march on, till victory is won.
Blowin’ in the Wind How many roads must a man walk down before you call him a man? Yes, ‘n’ how many seas must a white dove sail before she sleeps in the sand? Yes, ‘n’ how many times must the cannon balls fly before they’re forever banned? The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind, the answer is blowin’ in the wind, the answer is blowin’ in the wind.
Bridge Over Troubled Water When you’re weary feelin’ small, When tears are in your eyes, I’ll dry them all; I’m on your side. Oh, when times get rough And friends just can’t be found, Like a Bridge Over Troubled Water I will lay me down. Like a Bridge Over Troubled Water I will lay me down.
Imagine - 1 Imagine there’s no heaven, it’s easy if you try. No hell below us, above us only sky, Imagine all the people living for today. Imagine there’s no countries, it isn’t hard to do Nothing to kill or die for, and no religion too Imagine all the people living life in peace.
Imagine - 2 You, you may say I’m dreamer, but I’m not the only one. I hope some day you’ll join us, and the world will live as one.
We Shall Overcome - 1 We shall overcome, we shall overcome, We shall overcome some day. Oh, deep in my heart I do believe, We shall overcome some day. We’ll walk hand in hand, We’ll walk hand in hand, We’ll walk hand in hand today. Oh, deep in my heart I do believe, We shall overcome some day.
We Shall Overcome - 2 We shall live in peace, We shall live in peace, We shall live in peacesome day. Oh, deep in my heart I do believe, We shall all overcome some day.
To Anacreon in Heaven The official song of the Anacreontic Society, an 18th-century gentlemen’s club of amateur musicians in London. Text by Ralph Tomlinson, Esqr., late President of that Society. (SOLO) To Anacreon in heav’n where he sat in full glee, A few sons of harmony sent a petition, That he their inspirer and patron would be, When this answer arrived from the jolly old Grecian: Voice, fiddle and flute, no longer be mute, I’ll lend you my name and inspire you to boot! And besides I’ll instruct you like me to entwine The myrtle of Venus with Bacchus’ vine.
The Star-Spangled Banner - 1 Oh, say can you see by the dawn's early lightWhat so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming?Whose broad stripes and bright stars thro’ the perilous fight,O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming?