presents the great american sing-along 2012™ ~ a musical road trip through time and states ~

presents

THE GREAT AMERICAN SING-ALONG 2012™ ~ A Musical Road Trip through Time and States ~

Our “Sing-Along Festival Chorus”

Kay AitchisonCynthia AndersonBill BurrRia Barrows Dick Bowman Les BrightonSue Brighton Dorothy CiarloBarbara CooperClaire Childress Allison CliftonJeanne CliftonJane Crabtree

Diana Doyle

Sarah FarrellJoe FrankJulie GemmellJanet Graaff Paul HaynesJeannette HilleryJack HodgesJean HodgesBetty HuffBrad HunttingKitty JarvisJacque Johnson

Simon KyeyuneDiane

LaTourrette Nani McPherson Jeanine Marsh Tom Marsh Anne Mattson Jennifer Murphey Pam Powell JoAn Segal Claire Seger Dan Seger Malcolm Stephens Shannon Williams

SUMMER FUN!

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.

(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 tootsey wootsey In the good old summer time!

In the Good Old Summer Time - 2

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's goin' my way. Oh, what a beautiful day!

Oh, What A Beautiful Morning

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.

Daisy Bell (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’ry sou Katie blew.On a Saturday her young beauCalled to see if she’d like to goTo see a show but Miss Kate said,

“no, I’ll tell you what you can do:”

(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.

Take Me Out to the Ballgame - 2

19TH CENTURY, GOLD RUSH,WESTWARD EXPANSION

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 - 1

(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 - 2

(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)


Clementine - 3

(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)


Clementine - 4

I've been working on the railroadAll the live-long day.I've been working on the railroadJust 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 Working on the Railroad -1

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 DinahStrummin' on the old banjo, and singin’:

I’ve Been Workin’ on the Railroad - 2

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.

I’ve Been Workin’ on the Railroad - 3

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 - 1

**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….

She’ll Be Coming ‘Round the Mountain - 2

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.

Oh! Susanna

Stephen Foster (1826-1864)

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 - 1

**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.

Camptown Races - 2

SELECTED STATE SONGS

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 - 1Connecticut

(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)




(WOMEN AND GIRLS)

And there was Captain Washingtonupon a slapping stallion,

A-giving orders to his men; I guess there was a million.

**REFRAIN** (ALL)




(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)




Rocky Mountain High - 1

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.

Colorado

SOLO: Simon Kyeune

Rocky Mountain High - 2

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.

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.

Rocky Mountain High - 3Colorado(ALL)

Old Folks at Home/Swanee River - 1

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.

Florida

Old Folks at Home/Swanee River - 2

All the world is sad and dreary, everywhere I roam;Oh, brothers, how my heart grows weary, far from the old folks at home.

Florida

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.

Home on the RangeKansas

You Are My Sunshine

The other night dear as I lay sleeping I dreamed I held you in my armsWhen 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.

Louisiana

Maryland, My 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!

Maryland

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 - 1Oklahamoa

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.!

Oklahoma - 2Oklahoma

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.

On WisconsinWisconsin

Piano Solo: Toccata No. 2 by George Antheil (1900-1959)

Peter Ryan, Piano

SOCIAL ISSUES, CHANGE, AND CIVIL RIGHTS

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.

Lift Every Voice and Sing

How many roads must a man walk downbefore 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.

Blowin’ in the Wind

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 roughAnd friends just can’t be found, Like a Bridge Over Troubled WaterI will lay me down. Like a Bridge Over Troubled WaterI will lay me down.

Bridge Over Troubled Water

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 doNothing to kill or die for, and no religion tooImagine all the people living life in peace.

Imagine - 1

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.

Imagine - 2

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 - 1

We shall live in peace, We shall live in peace, We shall live in peace some day.Oh, deep in my heart I do believe,We shall all overcome some day.

We Shall Overcome - 2

PATRIOTIC SONGS

To Anacreon in Heaven

(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 entwineThe myrtle of Venus with Bacchus’ vine.

The official song of the Anacreontic Society, an 18th-century gentlemen’s clubof amateur musicians in London. Text by Ralph Tomlinson, Esqr., late President of that Society.

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?

The Star-Spangled Banner - 1

And the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting in air,

Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.

Oh, say does that star-spangled banner yet wave,O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?

The Star-Spangled Banner - 2

O beautiful for spacious skies for amber waves of grain,

For purple mountain majesties above the fruited plain.

America, America, God shed his grace on thee,

And crown thy good with brotherhood, from sea to shining sea.

America the Beautiful - 1

O beautiful for patriot dreamthat sees beyond the years,

Thine alabaster cities gleamundimmed by human tears.

America! America! God shed his grace on thee,And crown thy good with brotherhood,

from sea to shining sea.

America the Beautiful - 2

You’re a grand old flag, you’re a high flying flag;And forever, in peace, may you wave;You’re the emblem of the land I love,The home of the free and the brave.Ev’ry heart beats true, under Red, White and Blue;Where there’s never a boast or brag;But, should auld acquaintance be forgot,Keep your eye on the grand old flag.

You’re a Grand Old Flag

This land is your land, this land is my land From California, to the New York island, From the Red Wood Forest to the Gulf Stream waters, This land was made for you and me. As I was walking that ribbon of highway, I saw above me that endless skyway, I saw below me that golden valley. This land was made for you and me.

This Land is Your Land - 1

Nobody living can ever stop me As I go walking that freedom highway, Nobody living can ever make me turn back, This land was made

for you and me.

This Land is Your Land - 2

This land is your land, this land is my land,

From California, to the New York island,

From the Red Wood Forest to the Gulf Stream waters, This land was made for you and me.

This land was made for you and me.

Happy trails to you, until we meet again.Happy trails to you, keep smilin' until then.Who cares about the clouds when we're together?Just sing a song and bring the sunny weather.Happy trails to you, 'till we meet again.

Happy Trails

Thank You!

Happy 4th of July

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