I’ve got two arms, one two,
I’ve got two legs, one and two,
I’ve got two eyes, one and two,
I’ve got two ears, one and two.
I’ve got one nose, one,
I’ve got one mouth, one,
I’ve got one smile, one,
And one big heart.

My arms high in the air,
My legs climb up the stairs,
My eyes look round about,
My ears hear
a scream and shout.
My nose smells everything,
My mouth eats
the food you bring,
I smile when I dance and sing,
With my big heart
I love You.

Words & Music: Celine Watts

I’ve got two arms, one two,
I’ve got two legs, one and two,
I’ve got two eyes, one and two,
I’ve got two ears, one two.
I’ve got one nose, one,
I’ve got one mouth, one,
I’ve got one smile, one,
And one big heart.

My arms high in the air,
My legs climbing up the stairs,
My eyes looking round about,
My ears hear
a scream and shout.
My nose smelling everything,
My mouth eats
the food you bring,
I smile when I dance and sing,
With my big heart
I love You.

Come dear mother hear me say,
What I can of A - B - C
A - B - C - D - E - F - G
H - I - J - K - L - M - N - O - P
Q - R - S and T - U - V
W and X - Y - Z.
Now you’ve heard my A - B -C
Tell me what you think of me.



Words & Music: Traditional
Arrangement: Ian J Watts/Mike Wilbury

Now my alphabet is through
Will you hear dear sister too?
A - B - C - D - E - F - G
She has said them all to me
Q - R - S and T - U - V
W and X - Y - Z.
Now we’ve said our A - B - C
Let us have a kiss from thee.

A - B - C - D - E - F - G
H - I - J - K - L - M - N - O - P
Q - R - S and T - U - V
W and X - Y - Z.

The animals went in two by two,
hurrah! hurrah!
The animals went in two by two,
hurrah! hurrah!
The animals went in two by two,
the elephant and the kangaroo
And they all went into the ark,
for to get out of the rain.

The animals went in three by three,
hurrah! hurrah!
The animals went in three by three,
hurrah! hurrah!
The animals went in three by three,
the wasp, the ant and the bumble bee
And they all went into the ark,
for to get out of the rain.

The animals went in four by four,
hurrah! hurrah!
The animals went in four by four, hurrah! hurrah!
The animals went in four by four,
the great hippopotamus stuck in the door
And they all went into the ark,
for to get out of the rain.


Words & Music: Traditional
Arrangement: Ian J Watts/Mike Wilbury

The animals went in five by five,
hurrah! hurrah!
The animals went in five by five,
hurrah! hurrah!
The animals went in five by five,
they warmed each other
to keep alive
And they all went into the ark,
for to get out of the rain.

The animals went in six by six,
hurrah! hurrah!
The animals went in six by six,
hurrah! hurrah!
The animals went in six by six,
they turned out the monkey
because of his tricks
And they all went into the ark,
for to get out of the rain.

The animals went in seven by seven,
hurrah! hurrah!
The animals went in seven by seven,
hurrah! hurrah!
The animals went in seven by seven,
the little pig thought
he was going to heaven
And they all went into the ark,
for to get out of the rain.

One man went to mow, went to mow a meadow,
One man and his dog named Spot,
went to mow a meadow.

Two men went to mow,
went to mow a meadow,
One man, two men and their dog named Spot,
went to mow a meadow.

Three men went to mow,
went to mow a meadow,
One man, two men, three men
and their dog named Spot,
Went to mow a meadow.

Four men went to mow,
went to mow a meadow,
One man, two men, three men, four men
and their dog named Spot,
went to mow a meadow.

Five men went to mow,
went to mow a meadow,
One man, two men, three men,
four men, five men
and their dog named Spot,
went to mow a meadow.

Six men went to mow,
went to mow a meadow,
One man, two men, three men,
four men, five men, six men
and their dog named Spot,
went to mow a meadow.

Seven men went to mow,
went to mow a meadow,
One man, two men, three men,
four men, five men, six men, seven men
and their dog named Spot,
went to mow a meadow.

Eight men went to mow,
went to mow a meadow,
One man, two men, three men,
four men, five men, six men,
seven men, eight men
and their dog named Spot,
went to mow a meadow.

Nine men went to mow,
went to mow a meadow,
One man, two men, three men,
four men, five men, six men,
seven men, eight men, nine men
and their dog named Spot,
went to mow a meadow.

Ten men went to mow,
went to mow a meadow,
One man, two men, three men,
four men, five men, six men,
seven men, eight men, nine men, ten men
and their dog named Spot. Huh.
went to mow a meadow.


Words & Music: Traditional
Arrangement: Ian J Watts/Mike Wilbury

Ten green bottles hanging on the wall
Ten green bottles hanging on the wall
And if one green bottle
should accidentally fall
There'll be nine green bottles
hanging on the wall

Nine green bottles hanging on the wall
Nine green bottles hanging on the wall
And if one green bottle
should accidentally fall
There'll be eight green bottles
hanging on the wall

Eight green bottles hanging on the wall
Eight green bottles hanging on the wall
And if one green bottle
should accidentally fall
There'll be seven green bottles
hanging on the wall

Seven green bottles hanging on the wall
Seven green bottles hanging on the wall
And if one green bottle
should accidentally fall
There'll be six green bottles
hanging on the wall

Six green bottles hanging on the wall
Six green bottles hanging on the wall
And if one green bottle
should accidentally fall
There'll be five green bottles
hanging on the wall

Wind the bobbin over, wind the bobbin over,
Push, push, clap, clap, clap.
Wind it back again, wind it back again,
Push, push, clap, clap, clap.
Point to the ceiling, point to the floor,
Point to the window, point to the door.
Clap your hands together; one, two, three.
Rolly polly, polly put your hands upon your knees.

Five green bottles hanging on the wall
Five green bottles hanging on the wall
And if one green bottle
should accidentally fall
There'll be four green bottles
hanging on the wall

Four green bottles hanging on the wall
Four green bottles hanging on the wall
And if one green bottle
should accidentally fall
There'll be three green bottles
hanging on the wall

Three green bottles hanging on the wall
Three green bottles hanging on the wall
And if one green bottle
should accidentally fall
There'll be two green bottles
hanging on the wall

Two green bottles hanging on the wall
Two green bottles hanging on the wall
And if one green bottle
should accidentally fall
There'll be one green bottles
hanging on the wall

One green bottle hanging on the wall
One green bottle hanging on the wall
And if that green bottle
should accidentally fall
There'll be no green bottles
hanging on the wall

This is my story
sad but true,
Pull it apart and
stick it with glue.


Words & Music: Traditional
Arrangement: Ian J Watts

This old man, he played one,
He played knick-knack on my thumb;
With a knick-knack paddy whack
give a dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.

This old man, he played two,
He played knick-knack on my shoe;
With a knick-knack paddy whack
give a dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.

This old man, he played three,
He played knick-knack on my knee;
With a knick-knack paddy whack
give a dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.

This old man, he played four,
He played knick-knack on the floor;
With a knick-knack paddy whack
give a dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.

This old man, he played five,
He played knick-knack
on my hive;
With a knick-knack paddy whack
give a dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.

Words & Music: Traditional
Arrangement: Ian J Watts/Mike Wilbury

This old man, he played six,
He played knick-knack on some sticks;
With a knick-knack paddy whack
give a dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.

This old man, he played seven,
He played knick-knack up in heaven;
With a knick-knack paddy whack
give a dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.

This old man, he played eight,
He played knick-knack at my gate;
With a knick-knack paddy whack
give a dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.

This old man, he played nine,
He played knick-knack on my spine;
With a knick-knack paddy whack
give a dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.

This old man, he played ten,
He played knick-knack once again;
With a knick-knack paddy whack
give a dog a bone,
This old man came rolling home.

One, two, three, four, five.
Once I caught a fish alive,
Six, seven, eight, nine ,ten,
Then I through it back again.
Why did you let it go?
Because it bit my finger so.
Which finger did it bite?
This little finger on my right.

Words & Music: Traditional
Arrangement: Ian J Watts/Mike Wilbury

One, two, three, four, five.
Once I caught a fish alive,
Six, seven, eight, nine ,ten,
Then I through it back again.
Why did you let it go?
Because it bit my finger so.
Which finger did it bite?
This little finger on my right.

There were ten in a bed and the little one said
"Roll over, roll over"
So they all rolled over and one fell out

There were nine in a bed and the little one said
"Roll over, roll over"
So they all rolled over and one fell out

There were eight in a bed and the little one said
"Roll over, roll over"
So they all rolled over and one fell out

There were seven in a bed and the little one said
"Roll over, roll over"
So they all rolled over and one fell out

There were six in a bed and the little one said
"Roll over, roll over"
So they all rolled over and one fell out

Words & Music: Traditional
Arrangement: Ian J Watts/Mike Wilbury

There were five in a bed and the little one said
"Roll over, roll over"
So they all rolled over and one fell out

There were four in a bed and the little one said
"Roll over, roll over"
So they all rolled over and one fell out

There were three in a bed and the little one said
"Roll over, roll over"
So they all rolled over and one fell out

There were two in a bed and the little one said
"Roll over, roll over"
So they all rolled over and one fell out

There was one in a bed and the little one said
"Good night!"

(Miss Rebecca in a Reggae a dub stylie)
No more monkeys jumping on the bed!

Five little monkeys jumping on the bed
One fell off and
bumped his head
So Momma called the doctor
And the doctor said
No more monkeys jumping on the bed!

Four little monkeys jumping on the bed
One fell off and
bumped his head
So Momma called the doctor
And the doctor said
No more monkeys jumping on the bed!

Three little monkeys jumping on the bed
One fell off and
bumped his head
So Momma called the doctor
And the doctor said
No more monkeys jumping on the bed!

Two little monkeys jumping on the bed
One fell off and
bumped his head
So Momma called the doctor
And the doctor said
No more monkeys jumping on the bed!

One little monkey jumping on the bed
He fell off and
bumped his head
So Momma called the doctor
And the doctor said
No more monkeys jumping on the bed!

No little monkeys jumping on the bed
So they jumped onto the sofa instead!
(Easy now, take five!
You gotta feel it! Relax)



Words & Music: Traditional
Arrangement: Ian J Watts

Two fat gentlemen
Met in a lane
Bowed most politely
And bowed once again
"How do you do?"
And "How do you do?"
And "How do you do?" again

Two thin ladies
Met in a lane
Bowed most politely
And bowed once again
"How do you do?"
And "How do you do?"
And "How do you do?" again








Words: Traditional
Music: Mike Wilbury
Orchestral Arrangement: Rick Benbow

Two tall policemen
Met in a lane
Bowed most politely
And bowed once again
"How do you do?"
And "How do you do?"
And "How do you do?" again

Two naughty schoolboys
Met in a lane
Bowed most politely
And bowed once again
"How do you do?"
And "How do you do?"
And "How do you do?" again

Two little babies
Met in a lane
Bowed most politely
And bowed once again
"How do you do?"
And "How do you do?"
And "How do you do?" again
"How do you do?"
And "How do you do?"
And "How do you do?" again

Five fat sausages
sizzling in a pan
one went „pop“
the other went „bang“.

Four fat sausages
sizzling in a pan
one went „pop“
the other went „bang“.

Words: Traditional
Music: Mike Wilbury

Three fat sausages
sizzling in a pan
one went „pop“
the other went „bang“.

Two fat sausages
sizzling in a pan
one went „pop“
the other went „bang“.

One fat sausage
sizzling in a pan
one went „pop“
the other went „bang“.
No fat sausages
sizzling in a pan
That’s bad luck
so we’ll eat cold ham!

Quack, quack
Five little ducks
Went swimming one day
Over the hill and far away
Mother duck said
"Quack, quack, quack, quack."
But only four little ducks came back.

Four little ducks
Went swimming one day
Over the hill and far away
Mother duck said
"Quack, quack, quack, quack."
But only three little ducks came back.

Three little ducks
Went swimming one day
Over the hills and far away
Mother duck said
"Quack, quack, quack, quack."
But only two little ducks came back.

Words & Music: Traditional
Arrangement: Ian J Watts

Two little ducks
Went swimming one day
Over the hill and far away
Mother duck said
"Quack, quack, quack, quack."
But only one little duck came back.

One little duck
Went swimming one day
Over the hill and far away
Mother duck said
"Quack, quack, quack, quack."
But none of the five little ducks came back.

Sad mother duck
Went swimming one day
Over the hill and far away
The sad mother duck said
"Quack, quack, quack."
And all of the five little ducks came back!

(All of the little five ducks came back)

Ten green speckled frogs,
Sat on a speckled log,
Eating the most delicious grub
One jumped into the pool
where it was nice and cool
Now there were nine
green speckled frogs

Nine green speckled frogs,
Sat on a speckled log,
Eating the most delicious grub
One jumped into the pool
where it was nice and cool
Now there were eight
green speckled frogs

Eight green speckled frogs,
Sat on a speckled log,
Eating the most delicious grub
One jumped into the pool
where it was nice and cool
Now there were seven
green speckled frogs

Seven green speckled frogs,
Sat on a speckled log,
Eating the most delicious grub
One jumped into the pool
where it was nice and cool
Now there were six
green speckled frogs

Six green speckled frogs,
Sat on a speckled log,
Eating the most delicious grub
One jumped into the pool
where it was nice and cool
Now there were five
green speckled frogs

Words & Music: Traditional
Arrangement: Ian J Watts

Five green speckled frogs,
Sat on a speckled log,
Eating the most delicious grub
One jumped into the pool
where it was nice and cool
Now there were four
green speckled frogs

Four green speckled frogs,
Sat on a speckled log,
Eating the most delicious grub
One jumped into the pool
where it was nice and cool
Now there were three
green speckled frogs

Three green speckled frogs,
Sat on a speckled log,
Eating the most delicious grub
One jumped into the pool
where it was nice and cool
Now there were two
green speckled frogs

Two green speckled frogs,
Sat on a speckled log,
Eating the most delicious grub
One jumped into the pool
where it was nice and cool
Now there was one
green speckled frogs

One green speckled frog,
Sat on a speckled log,
Eating the most delicious grub
He jumped into the pool
where it was nice and cool
Now there were no
green speckled frogs

Three little monkeys
Swinging in a tree
teasing Mr. Alligator
One said "You can't catch me"
"You can't catch me"
Then along comes Mr. Alligator
Quiet as can be
Quiet as can be
Then he snaps that monkey
Right out of that tree












Words & Music: Traditional
Arrangement: Ian J Watts/Mike Wilbury

Two little monkeys
Swinging in a tree
teasing Mr. Alligator
One said "You can't catch me"
"You can't catch me"
Then along comes Mr. Alligator
Quiet as can be
Quiet as can be
Then he snaps that monkey
Right out of that tree

All alone now
One little monkeys
Swinging in a tree
teasing Mr. Alligator
He said "You can't catch me"
"You can't catch me"
Then along comes Mr. Alligator
Quiet as can be
Quiet as can be
Then he snaps that monkey
Right out of that tree
Right out of that tree
Tcha tcha uh!

(“This is one you can do the actions to.
Hands in the air and raise Tommy Thumb”)

Tommy Thumb, Tommy Thumb,
Where are you?
Here I am, here I am,
How do you do?

(“Now it’s Peter Pointer’s turn which is your index finger; he’s the one who points”)

Peter Pointer, Peter Pointer,
Where are you?
Here I am, here I am,
How do you do?

(“Now it's Toby Tall which is your middle finger; he’s the tallest one of them all”)

Toby Tall, Toby Tall,
Where are you?
Here I am, here I am,
How do you do?

Words & Music: Traditional
Arrangement: Ian J Watts/Mike Wilbury

(“And now it's Ruby Ring, she’s the fourth one along”)

Ruby Ring, Ruby Ring,
Where are you?
Here I am, here I am,
How do you do?

(“Last, but not least is Baby Small,
he’s the littlest finger of all”)

Baby Small, Baby Small,
Where are you?
Here I am, here I am,
How do you do?

(“OK, now for the last time put your fingers in the air, give them a wiggle and wave them everywhere”)

Fingers all, Fingers all,
Where are you?
Here we are, here we are,
How do you do?
Here we are, here we are,
How do you do?

Red and yellow and pink and green
Orange and purple and blue
I can sing a rainbow
Sing a rainbow,
sing a rainbow too

Listen with your eyes
Listen with your eyes
And sing every song you see
I can sing a rainbow
Sing a rainbow, sing along with me

Words & Music: Traditional
Arrangement: Ian J Watts/Mike Wilbury

Red and yellow and pink and green
Orange and purple and blue
I can sing a rainbow
Sing a rainbow,
sing a rainbow too

Listen with your eyes
Listen with your eyes
And sing every song you see
I can sing a rainbow
Sing a rainbow, sing along with me

Monday and Tuesday
Wednesday and Thursay
Friday and Saturday
And finally on Sunday, Sunday, Sunday

On Monday we all sit down
On Tuesday we hop around
Wednesday we go to town
on Thursday we jump
Up and down and
Up and down

On Friday we turn around
Saturday we all lay down,
Sunday we have to rest
And stay in bed all day
On Sunday, Sunday, Sunday
And here we go again

Words & Music: Mike Wilbury

Monday and Tuesday
Wednesday and Thursay
Friday and Saturday
And finally on Sunday, Sunday, Sunday

Monday's the first day,
Tuesday is the second day,
Wednesday is the day
In the middle of the
Week week week
week week week week

Monday Tuesday Wednesday
Thursday Friday Saturday Sunday
And here we go again

Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday
Friday and Saturday
And finally on Sunday, Sunday Sunday...

Can you tell me what the month is?
30 days hath September,
April, June and November,
All the rest have 31,
Excepting February alone.
Which only has but 28 days clear
And 29 in each leap year



30 days hath September,
April, June and November,
All the rest have 31,
(Aha!)
Excepting February alone.
Which only has but 28 days clear
And 29 in each leap year

Solo

(Time for bed)

Words: Traditional
Music: Ian J Watts
Orchestral Arrangement: Rick Benbow

Tinker, tailor,
soldier, sailor,
Rich man, poor man,
Beggar man and a thief,
What about a cowboy,
Policeman, jailer,
engine driver?
Pirate chief or a ploughman
Or a keeper at the zoo?
What about a circus man
Who lets the people through?
Or the man
who takes the pennies
On the roundabouts and swings?
Or the man who plays the organ
With the other man who sings?
And what about the rabbit man
With rabbits in his pockets?
Oh it's such a lot of things,
Things to be

Solo

Oh it's such a lot of things,
Things to be

Monday's child is fair of face,
Tuesday's child is full of grace,
Wednesday's child is full of woe,
Thursday's child has far to go,
Friday's child is loving and giving,
Saturday's child works hard for his living,
And the child that is born
on the Sabbath day
Is bonny and blithe,
And good and gay.
Hey!

Words: Traditional
Music: Ian J Watts

Monday's child is fair of face,
Tuesday's child is full of grace,
Wednesday's child is full of woe,
Thursday's child has far to go,
Friday's child is loving and giving,
Saturday's child works hard for his living,
And the child that is born
on the Sabbath day
Is bonny and blithe,
And good and gay.
Hey!

This little piggy
went to market,
And this little piggy
stayed at home,
This little piggy
had roast beef,
And this little piggy
had none.
And this little
piggy went...
"Wee wee wee"
all the way home

Words: Traditional
Music: Ian J Watts/Celine Watts

This little piggy
went to market,
And this little piggy
stayed at home,
This little piggy
had roast beef,
And this little piggy
had none.
And this little
piggy went...
"Wee wee wee"
all the way home