SNOWDANCE LYRICS
This Year - Snowdance -A View from the Backseat - Mud Music - Waiting for it to Grow - My Tree House - Elm Avenue Waltz - All Wet - September March - The Moonlight Wolfbite Batjuice Jamboree - Thanksgiving with Aunt Pearl - Next Year
This Year
By Erin Lee Kelly & Marci Appelbaum
©2005
D A G A
This year’ll be a very good year
D A G A D
A very good year is nearly here I hear
A G A
This year’ll be a very good year!
D A G A D
A very good year is clearly here I hear
A G A
This year’ll be a very good year
D A G A D
A very good year is here! I hear it’s here!
A G A D
This year I won’t play Jedi with mother’s broom
A G A D
I won’t use up all her expensive perfume
A G A D
I won’t sneak into my brother’s room
A G A D
and shampoo his hamster (not that that happened!)
This year’ll be a very good year
A very good year is nearly here I hear
This year’ll be a very good year!
A very good year is clearly here I hear
This year’ll be a very good year
A very good year is here! I hear it’s here!
This year I’m gonna kiss Aunt Pearl when I see her
This year I’m gonna smile when I look in the mirror
If I see some mud I won’t go any nearer
and get all dirty (not that that happened!)
This year’ll be a very good year
A very good year is nearly here I hear
This year’ll be a very good year!
A very good year is clearly here I hear
This year’ll be a very good year
A very good year is here! I hear it’s here!
G A G
This year I’m gonna get the ball in the hoop
A G
This year I’m gonna get the puck in the net
A G
This year I’m gonna swim to the floating dock
A D
This year’ll be a really good year I bet!
This year I won’t feed the cat play-doh
When Gramma says “What?” I’ll talk real slow
I won’t bury the car keys in the snow
where no one can find them (not that that happened!)
This year I won’t blame my mess on an elf
I won’t play ball near the knick-knack shelf
And I won’t cut my hair by myself
even though it looked good (not that that happened!)
This year’ll be a very good year
A very good year is nearly here I hear
This year’ll be a very good year!
A very good year is clearly here I hear
This year’ll be a very good year
A very good year is here! I hear it’s here!
Snowdance
By Erin Lee Kelly
©2002
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It's February, it should be snowing,
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But I look out the window and the grass is green.
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The sky should be grey, and the wind should be blowing,
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But it's the greenest winter that I've ever seen!
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But Mother Nature doesn't know that I got a power.
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I'm gonna use it, yeah, I'm taking no chance.
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I can change the green to white in under an hour,
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I can change the world when I do my snowdance!
First, I pretend to be a
snowflake falling.
I'm cold and I'm tiny and I look like lace.
I race through the sky "til the birds start a'calling
"Watch out for the sun, or you'll melt without a trace!"
But Mother Nature doesn't
know that I got a power.
I'm gonna use it, yeah, I'm taking no chance.
I can change the green to white in under an hour,
I can change the world when I do my snowdance!
Next, I pretend to be a
snowman
With button eyes and a carrot nose.
I don't mind the weather, I'm the 20 below man,
I just get fatter every time that it snows!
But Mother Nature doesn't
know that I got a power.
I'm gonna use it, yeah, I'm taking no chance.
I can change the green to white in under an hour,
I can change the world when I do my snowdance!
Then, I pretend to skate
on a river.
I jump and twirl and fly as fast as I can go.
Next thing you know, I'm starting to shiver,
And falling all around me is beautiful snow!
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But Mother Nature doesn't know that I got a power.
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C
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I'm gonna use it, yeah, I'm taking no chance.
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I can change the green to white in under an hour,
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I can change the world
when I do my snowdance!
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I can change the green to white in under an hour,
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I can change the world when I do my snowdance!
A View from the Backseat
By Erin Lee Kelly
©2005
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F G
C Cw Am F G
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I'm sitting in the back of the car.
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And I've been sitting here for what seems like days.
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Apparently we're not going far
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But the traffic's stopped and our car just stays still.
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And my Dad keeps muttering "ugh".
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He grumbles as the wipers swish left and right and left and right
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He pokes at the gas gauge and glares at the light.
I'm sitting in the back
of the car.
Watching the raindrops as they roll down my window.
Apparently we're not going far
But the dashboard's blinking and that can bring no good.
And my Dad keeps muttering "ugh".
He fiddles with the radio off and on and off and on
Groaning that soon the gas will be gone.
C F
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Why oh why do we have to make this drive every Sunday?
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Why oh why won't they let me stay alone just one day?
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"Because we're a family and we do things together"
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Regardless of traffic and terrible weather
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There's no use wondering why
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When your job is to sit in the back of the car!
C C9 Am
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C C9 Am F G
I'm sitting in the back
of the car.
And my Dad is walking to the filling station.
Apparently it's not very far
But my brother's complaining and it starts raining hard.
And my brother starts muttering "ugh".
He fidgets with the windows, they're up and down and up and down
I don't know whether to laugh or to frown.
I'm standing by the side
of the road.
While the man from the station hooks our car to his tow truck.
Apparently we have to be towed
So I cross my fingers and hope that our bad luck ends.
As the man from the station goes "ugh".
We fiddle as the tow truck pulls up and back and up and back
I hope that the station at least has a snack.
Why oh why do we have to make this drive every Sunday?
Why oh why won't they let me stay alone just one day?
"Because we're a family and we do things together"
Regardless of traffic and terrible weather
There's no use wondering why
When your job is to sit in the back of the car!
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Why oh why oh why why why why why why why why?
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Why oh why oh why why why why why why why why?
I'm sitting in the front of the truck!
And the nice truck driver lets me call the station!
I really can't believe my own luck
And I push the buttons with great elation,Wow!
And the truck keeps rumbling "ugh"!
And the gears keep rattling ronk and squeak and ronk and squeak
I can't wait to do this again next week!
Doo doo doo doo doo doo
doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
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Mud Music
By Marci Appelbaum
© 2005
D G
D A
On most days it's easy to keep clean
D G
D A D A
I'm wearin' my shiny new shoes and my favorite cool blue jeans.
D G
D A
But then sometimes it rains and that's when I fall apart,
D G
D A D A
'Cause there's always a couple of mud puddles playin' on the strings of my heart
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They sing "Oooh Oooh"
D
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And I don't mean to get dirty
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They sing "Oooh Oooh"
D
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And somehow they lure me
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They sing "Oooh Oooh"
D
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And then nothing can deter me
D G
D A
They sing "Oooh Ooh Ooh Ooh" jump on in!
D G
D A
Jump on in, Jump on in, yeah
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D A
Jump on in, Jump on in, yeah
I try to walk away and pretend
that they're not there
But the next thing I know is there's mud in my nose and my hair.
My shoes no longer shine, my blue jeans are now brown,
But I can't help the fun I'm having in the mud puddles all over town!
They sing "Oooh Oooh"
And I don't mean to get dirty
They sing "Oooh Oooh"
And somehow they lure me
They sing "Oooh Oooh"
And then nothing can deter me
They sing "Oooh Ooh Ooh Ooh" jump on in!
Jump on in, Jump on in, yeah
Jump on in, Jump on in, yeah
Jump on in, Jump on in, yeah
JUMP!
JUMP!
JUMP!
JUMP!
Walking home I know mom's face will be mad
But it's hard to ignore all the fun I've had.
Walking home, I know mom's face will be long
But nothing ever stops the mess when the mud puddles sing their song!
They sing "Oooh Oooh"
And I don't mean to get dirty
They sing "Oooh Oooh"
And somehow they lure me
They sing "Oooh Oooh"
And then nothing can deter me
They sing "Oooh Ooh Ooh Ooh" jump on in!
Jump on in, Jump on in, yeah
Jump on in, Jump on in, yeah
Jump on in, Jump on in, yeah
JUMP!
Waiting For It to Grow
By Erin Lee Kelly and Marci Appelbaum
©2005
A
I helped Grampa plant a tomato seed
E
It grew tall into a vine
A D
We picked tomatoes and cooked them up
A E A
And our spaghetti sauce tastes so fine!
I helped Uncle Victor plant a tulip bulb
It grew tall into a plant
We had so many flowers and they looked so pretty
That we put them in a bouquet for my Aunt.
D A
And now, I’m looking at my skateboard
A E7
The left front wheel is gone
A D
So I’ll dig a hole, and all on my own
A E7 A
I’ll grow a skateboard tree on my lawn
CHORUS:
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So I water it with my watering hose
And I pull up all of the weeds
And I wrap it up in my warmest clothes
E E7
And give it everything that it needs, yeah!
A A7
I keep it safe from the bugs and the bees
D
I sing it pretty melodies
A D
I dig in the dirt on my hands and my knees
A E A
And I’m waiting for it to grow.
I told my sister ‘bout my skateboard tree
She showed me her favorite doll
Its arm was missing and it had no hair
It didn’t look like a doll at all
I took that poor, old broken doll
Found a spot without too much sun
I said “Just wait for a week or two
Then your dolly tree will be done!”
CHORUS:
So I water it with my watering hose
And I pull up all of the weeds
And I wrap it up in my warmest clothes
And give it everything that it needs, yeah!
I read it poems and ask it “Please
Grow as tall as the tallest trees.”
I’m way down here on my hands and knees
And I’m waiting for it to grow.
Rafael needed a bicycle
Abby needed new shoes
The kid down the block we hardly know
Needed new paints and glitter glue
Lilly needed a microscope
Luke’s chess set was missing a pawn
So now I’m growing a neighborhood garden
All over my front lawn! (All over my front lawn!)
You have to have patience when planting a garden
And waiting for it to grow
Things don’t start blooming over night
My grampa told me so
My friends and I all watch and wait
And hope it will rain enough
‘Cause any day we’ll have our garden
And lots of cool new stuff
CHORUS:
So we water it with a watering hose
And we pull up all of the weeds
And we wrap it up in our warmest clothes
And give it everything that it needs, yeah!
We tell it jokes and we sing it songs
And if we’re patient, before too long
We’ll have a garden, tall and strong
And we’re waiting for it to grow.
I can see it now!
And we’re waiting for it to grow.
Holy cow!
And we’re waiting for it to grow.
My Tree House
By Marci Appelbaum
©2005
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My house is very crowded, lots of people all around
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And sometimes I love it, I love the noise, I love the sounds.
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But sometimes I need a place where I can spend the day
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With a friend, just me and you, we'll read or dream or play.
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Yeah we'll play
E D A E
We'll play - hey hey yeah
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Right outside my window in the tree across the yard
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I used some wood and I used some nails, the building wasn't very hard
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Now I tiptoe past the garden and I look up at that tree
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I climb the six nailed boards like ladder rungs to the place that's just for
me!
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It's my tree house
A D E
And it's the place where I like to go
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And If you don't have your own tree house
A D E
Then you can come on by
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Come on by
E D A E
E D A E
I live in an apartment,I've
no trees and I've no yard
But with Grandma's couch and a blanket or two the building won't be very hard
I tiptoe to the living room, I got all I need
Cuz I pile all of the pillows up and make a place that's just for me
It's my couch fort
And it's the place where I like to go
And If you don't have your own couch fort
Well, you can come on by
Come on by
I have a bunk bed
Some sheets make it a pirate ship
My stuffed monkey is my first mate
We've traveled a thousand trips
Sailing on my bunk bed
ship
And it's the place where I like to go
If you don't have your own bunk bed ship
Then you can come on by
(a capella)
It's my bunk bed ship
And it's the place where I like to go
If you don't have your own bunk bed ship
Then you can come on by
(Come on by come on by)
To my bunk bed ship
(Come on by come on by)
To my bunk bed ship
(Come on by come on by)
To my couch fort
(Come on by come on by)
To my couch fort
(Come on by come on by)
To my tree house
(Come on by come on
by)
To my tree house
(Come on by come on
by)
It's my tree house
And it's the place where I like to go
If you don't have your own tree house
Then you can come on by
To my treehouse
Elm Avenue Waltz
By Erin Lee Kelly
©2005
F C/E Dm/C C
F C/E Dm/C C
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Missus Loverro lives down on the corner,
F C/E Dm/C C
And Mister McMahon has the great big backyard.
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And Miz MacPhee, well, she lives right in between 'em on Elm Avenue.
F C/E Dm/C C
Teddy Loverro can throw like Tom Seaver.
F C/E Dm/C C
Frankie McMahon can catch just like Lou Brock.
F C/E Dm/C C
And I'm the kid who just hit Miz MacPhee's window on Elm Avenue.
Dm C
Dm
C
Teddy and Frankie are pushing behind me.
Dm C
Dm
C
"Remember Sid's football!" No need to remind me,
Dm C
Dm
C
Sid once hit her rosebush and then with a big whoosh
Dm C
Dm
C
She sliced a big hole in the ball -just last fall.
Teddy Loverro says "Go
ring the doorbell."
Frankie McMahon says "Just go get the ball!"
And here I am walking the longest walk ever up Elm Avenue.
Missus Loverro has looked
out her window.
Mister McMahon has pulled up in his car.
And Miz MacPhee's house has grown so big it's swallowed up Elm Avenue.
Teddy Loverro's no longer
behind me.
Frankie McMahon has just disappeared too.
I stand here alone in a world full of grownups on Elm Avenue.
I walk up the street dragging large, leaden feet,
My knees keep on knocking, my feet keep on walking.
Her house just grows higher, my mouth just grows drier:
My mom wrote my name on the ball! Darn it all.
Teddy Loverro once ate six
black spiders.
Frankie McMahon once jumped off of the roof.
But I'm the kid who's ringing Miz MacPhee's doorbell on Elm Avenue.
Her door opens slowly, her
voice rasps so lowly.
"You broke my bay window, but that ain't a sin, though.
I saw what your friends did, but you're not a bad kid,
And this was the right thing to do. Good for you."
Missus Loverro lives down
on the corner,
And Mister McMahon has the great big backyard.
And Miz MacPhee, well, she lives right in between 'em on Elm Avenue…
All Wet
By Erin Lee Kelly
©2003
Well, I like to swim in
my backyard pool
And I like to fish with my rod and my spool
And you can say what you wish; you can call me a fool
But I like to splash in the water, splash in the water
I like to splash in the water!
Well, I like bathtubs; I
think they're just great
And if you got a boat, man, I'll be your first mate
And when the rain's coming down you won't see me wait
'Cause I like to splash in the water, splash in the water
I like to splash in the water!
Well, rolling in leaves
can be silly and fun
So is playin' in the sand as you bake in the sun
But I gotta tell ya, when all's said and done
That I like to splash in the water, splash in the water
I like to splash in the water!
Well, I like to swim in
my backyard pool
And I like to fish with my rod and my spool
And you can say what you wish; you can call me a fool
But I like to splash in the water, splash in the water
I like to splash in the water!
September March
By Erin Lee Kelly
©2004
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Everybody's got new clothes
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Everybody's got new woes
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Everybody's back to school today
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Everybody's got new shoes
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Everybody's got new blues
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Everybody's back to school today
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I don't know my new teacher
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How do I show her I can read?
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I can indeed.
G
But I've
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Forgotten how to make my letters,
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Don't know when the "g" is silent,
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Still I have to go to school today.
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It was different back in the second grade,
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Mrs. Dingwall would smile and say "Hello."
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I knew all the kids; I knew all the rules
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But now second grade seems so long ago.
Everybody's got new looks
Everybody's got new books
Everybody's back to school today
Everybody's got new classes
Everybody's got new glasses
Everybody's back to school today
What if I can't find my
new classroom?
Will they notice if I stay home?
Just wait alone.
'Cuz I
Don't know how to make my hands work,
Just enough to hold a pencil
Still I have to go to school today.
Things were different way
back in second grade,
Me and Frankie sat in the third row.
But now Frankie is in Miss Murphy's class,
And the third row seems so long ago.
The Moonlight Wolfbite
Batjuice Jamboree
By Erin Lee Kelly
©2002
Dm C Am Em
Half-past midnight, just last week
Am Em Am Em
From our bedroom we did sneak
Dm C Am Em
We climbed out the window and shimmied down the tree
Am Em Dm C
To see what spooky sights there were to -
Dm C Am Em
See the moon rise orange in the sky
Am Em Am Em
Then from the woods a horrible cry!
Dm C Am Em
Another voice cried in weird harmony.
Am Em Dm C Dm
Now we will never shake the memory
Am E
Of the Moonlight Wolfbite Batjuice Jamboree
Chorus:
Am G
Where all the werewolves stomp their paws
Em Am
They cross their knees and bare their claws
Am G
The vampires rise up from the ground
Em Am
And dizzily they spin around.
Am G
Then with some rattles and some moans
Em Am
The skeletons all shake their bones.
Am G
The goblins clap their hands with glee,
Em Am
And jump up high with jollity.
Em Dm C Dm
Their dance still haunts my memory:
Am
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The Moonlight Wolfbite Batjuice Jamboree
We sat so still, too frightened to move
And watched the goblins get in the groove.
Dancing demons just can't be good
And no one knows we're out here in the -
"Would you like to join in the dance?"
I slowly rose as if in a trance.
I summoned up all of my bravery
As every evil eye stared straight at me.
At the Moonlight Wolfbite Batjuice Jamboree.
Chorus
The goblins grinned and
started to nod.
Then every ghoul began to applaud.
A vampire hissed "Hey you dance good!
You're welcome every midnight in our -
Would you like a flight back home?"
The vampire smiled, fangs dripping with foam.
He swooped us up, flew us safe to our tree
And that strange night is just a memory:
The Moonlight Wolfbite Batjuice Jamboree
Chorus
Thanksgiving with Aunt
Pearl
By Marci Appelbaum
©2005
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It's an itchy sweater kind of day
F C
Mom says hurry we are on our way
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It's Thanksgiving Day so please just smile like this.
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But I know the ride will be long
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And the radio will play news not songs
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And I know I'll have to give Aunt Pearl a kiss.
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But this Thanksgiving Day I'm gonna try to smile anyway
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'Cause this Thanksgiving Day might be the day that I can say…
That I'm gonna
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Sit in the dining room
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I'll sit in the dining room
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C
At the grown-up table with the fancy spoons
F
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And the cushiony chairs and the elbow room
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C
No more folding table in the tv room
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Maybe this year is it and I'll get to sit in the dining
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room
Aunt Pearl's face always
glowers
Her house smells just like flowers
'Bout a billion flowers
and it makes me sneeze like this
Her couch is under plastic
And her poodle is a spastic
But still I'll have to give Aunt Pearl a kiss.
But this Thanksgiving Day
I'm gonna try to smile anyway
'Cause this Thanksgiving Day might be the day that I can say…
That I'm gonna
Sit in the dining room
I'll sit in the dining room
At the grown-up table with the fancy spoons
And the cushiony chairs and the elbow room
No more folding table in the tv room
Maybe this year is it and I'll get to sit in the dining
room
Am G
Am
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I am ten years old, I'm the oldest kid at the kiddie table
Am G
F
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I am ten years old, so I am smiling real big to show that I am able
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To be polite and steady and stable and sit with the grown-ups
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At the grown-up table
Out the window we're almost
there
Mom says "perk up kid, do not despair
I have news to share. It'll make you cheer like this."
Her surprise is so fantastic
I am so enthusiastic
That I'll smile this year when I give Aunt Pearl a kiss
This Thanksgiving Day I'm
gonna smile the entire day
'Cause this Thanksgiving Day is the day that I can say…
That I'm gonna
Sit in the dining room
I'm gonna sit in the dining room
At the grown-up table with the fancy spoons
And the cushiony chairs that are deep maroon
And the special china and the elbow room
No more folding table in the tv room
I'm eatin' lady fingers and macaroons!
'Cause this year is it and I get to sit in the dining room!
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Next Year
By Erin Lee Kelly
©2005
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I've learned a new word each day for this whole year
C
Am
G
That's three hundred and sixty five words I didn't know last year
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G
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And I've learned to play the piano with my left hand
C
Am
G
That's thirty two notes or more I couldn't play last year
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I've learned the words to write down just what's in my head
F
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And I can play my own songs.
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So now, the thing I need to learn next year
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Is how to find somebody to sing along
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Sing along, sing along, sing along…ah….
I've learned to read a map of my whole town
When North and South were things I didn't know last year
I've learned to ride my bike cross the busy streets
When I could only ride around my block last year
I've learned the ways to find out just where I am going
And I can pedal sure and strong
So now, the thing I need
to learn next year
Is how to find somebody to come along
Come along, come along, come along, ahhhhhh
Making friends is easy
for some kids
Making friends ain't easy for me.
Some kids have that special way of knowing what to do and what to say
They show how simple making friends can be…
Jo learned to shoot the
ball through the tallest hoop
When Jo couldn't even catch the ball last year.
Chris learned to block the puck before it hit the net
Chris couldn't skate around the rink last year.
I've watched them all and I know I can do it all too
And so before my chance is gone
The big thing that I'm gonna
learn next year
Is how to find my way to play along,
Play along, play along, play along. Ahhhhh