|
TV
show and Movie Songs
Feelin'
Groovy
Slow
down, you move too fast, You've
got to make the morning last, Just
kickin' down the cobble stones, Lookin'
for fun and feelin' groovy. Ba
da da da da da da, feelin' groovy. Hello
lamppost, what ya knowin'? I've
come to watch your flowers growin', Ain't
you got no rhymes for me, Do
'n do do, feelin' groovy. Ba
da da da da da da, feelin' groovy. I've
got no deeds to do, no promises to keep, I'm
dappled and drowsy and ready to sleep, Let
the morning time drop all its petals on me, Life
I love you, all is groovy. Ba
da da da da da da, feelin' groovy. Follow
the Yellow Brick Road
Follow
the yellow brick road Follow
the yellow brick road Follow
follow follow follow. Follow
the yellow brick road We’re
off to see the wizard The
wonderful wizard of oz We
hear he is a wiz of a wiz If
ever a wiz there was (repeat) The
wizard of oz is one because
. Because
Because BECAUSE Because
of the wonderful things he does. We’re
off to see the wizard, the wonderful wizard of oz. Happy
Days
Sunday,
Monday, Happy days Tuesday,
Wednesday, Happy days Thursday,
Friday, happy days Saturday,
what a day! Rockin
all week with you! These
days are ours… yours
and mine. Happy
days! Rubber
Duckie
Rubber
Duckie, you’re the one, you make bath time lots of fun Rubber
Duckie, I’m awfully fond of you. Vo-vo-dee-oh Rubber
Duckie, joys of joys, when I squeeze you, you make noise Rubber
Duckie, you’re my very best friend, its true. Oh
every day when I make my way to the tubby I
find a little fellow who’s cute and yellow and chubby, Rub-a-dub-dub-y Rubber
Duckie, you’re so fine, and I’m lucky that you’re mine Rubber
Duckie I’m awfully proud of you. (repeat) Rubber
Duckie, I’d like a whole pond of Rubber
Duckie, I’m awfully fond----of you. QUACK! Tomorrow
The
sun will come out tomorrow Bet
your bottom dollar that tomorrow there’ll be sun. Just
thinking about tomorrow Washes
way the cobwebs and the sorrow. Tomorrow,
tomorrow, I love ya, tomorrow You’re
always a day away.
Patriotic
Songs
Oregon
Song
When
I wake up in the morning and The
sun comes shining through And
the birds are peeping into Where
I’m sleeping and the people Are
friendly too Where
the fresh air and the pine trees are good for us you know Gonna
make my home in Oregon Where
the blue waters flow, YEAH! My
Country Tis of Thee
My
country tis of thee Sweet
land of liberty Of
thee I sing Land
where my fathers dies Land
of my pilgrim’s pride From
every mountains side Let
freedom sing
This
land is your land
This
land is your land; this land is my land, from California to the New York Island From
the redwood forests to the Gulf Stream waters, this land was made for you and
me. As
I was walking that ribbon highway, I saw above me that endless skyway I
saw below me that golden valley, this land was made for you and me. I
roamed and rambled and I followed my footsteps, Over
the sparkling sans of her diamond deserts And
all around me, this voice kept saying, this land was made for you and me. As
the sun was shining, and I was strolling, Thru
the wheat fields waving and dust clouds rolling I
felt inside me, and all around me, this land was made for you and me. |
Send e mail to ymca_cit@yahoo.com with questions or comments. Last modified: January 21, 2007 |