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1. Old MacDonald Had A Farm

Old MacDonald had a farm, e-i-e-i-o. And on that farm he had a dog, e-i-e-i-o. With a ruff-ruff here And a ruff-ruff there Here a ruff, there a ruff Everywhere a ruff-ruff Old MacDonald had a farm, e-i-e-i-o. Old MacDonald had a farm, e-i-e-i-o. And on that farm he had a cow, e-i-e-i-o. With a moo-moo here And a moo-moo there Here a moo, there a moo Everywhere a moo-moo Old MacDonald had a farm, e-i-e-i-o. Old MacDonald had a farm, e-i-e-i-o. And on that farm he had some pigs, e-i-e-i-o. With an oink-oink here And an oink-oink there Here an oink, there an oink, Everywhere an oink-oink Old MacDonald had a farm, e-i-e-i-o. Old MacDonald had a farm, e-i-e-i-o. And on that farm he had some ducks, e-i-e-i-o. With a quack-quack here And a quack-quack there Here a quack, there a quack Everywhere a quack-quack Old MacDonald had a farm, e-i-e-i-o. Old MacDonald had a farm, e-i-e-i-o. And on that farm he had some sheep, e-i-e-i-o. With a baa-baa here And a baa-baa there Here a baa, there a baa Everywhere a baa-baa Old MacDonald had a farm, e-i-e-i-o.

Old MacDonald had a farm, e-i-e-i-o. And on that farm he had some horses, e-i-e-i-o. With a neigh-neigh here And a neigh-neigh there. Here a neigh, there a neigh, Everywhere a neigh-neigh. Old MacDonald had a farm, e-i-e-i-o. Old MacDonald had a farm, e-i-e-i-o. And on that farm he had some chickens, e-i-e-i-o. With a cluck-cluck here And a cluck-cluck there. Here a cluck, there a cluck, Everywhere a cluck-cluck. Old MacDonald had a farm, e-i-e-i-o.

2. Sing-a-Ling
Oh, my dear friend, I sing-a-ling-a-ling With all my heart to you! I hope therell be some thing-a-ling-a-ling That I can do for you! In autumn, winter, spring-a-ling-a-ling And all the whole year through, Ill ring-a-ling-a-ling and ting-a-ling-a-ling And sing-a-ling-a-ling for you! Oh, my dear friend, I sing-a-ling-a-ling With all my heart to you! I hope therell be some thing-a-ling-a-ling That I can do for you! In autumn, winter, spring-a-ling-a-ling And all the whole year through, Ill ring-a-ling-a-ling and ting-a-ling-a-ling And sing-a-ling-a-ling for you!

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3. The Old Gray Mare

The old gray mare she aint what she used to be, Aint what she used to be! Aint what she used to be! The old gray mare she aint what she used to be Many long years ago! Many long years ago! Many long years ago! The old gray mare she aint what she used to be, Many long years ago! The old gray mare she aint what she used to be, Aint what she used to be! Aint what she used to be! The old gray mare she aint what she used to be Many long years ago! Many long years ago! Many long years ago! The old gray mare she aint what she used to be Many long years ago!

7. Six Little Ducks

Six little ducks that I once knew, Fat ones, skinny ones, fair ones too, But the one little duck with the feather on his back, He led the others with a quack, quack, quack! Quack, quack, quack! Quack, quack, quack! He led the others with a quack, quack, quack! Down to the river they would go, Wibble-wobble, wibble-wobble, to and fro, But the one little duck with the feather on his back, He led the others with a quack, quack, quack! Quack, quack, quack! Quack, quack, quack! He led the others with a quack, quack, quack! Home from the river they would come, Wibble-wobble, wibble-wobble, ho-hum-hum, But the one little duck with the feather on his back, He led the others with a quack, quack, quack! Quack, quack, quack! Quack, quack, quack! He led the others with a quack, quack, quack!

4. Little Boy Blue

Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn. The sheeps in the meadow. The cows in the corn. Where is the boy who looks after the sheep? Hes under the haystack fast asleep.

Quack, quack, quack! Quack, quack, quack! He led the others with a quack, quack, quack!

8. Can You Name That Animal Sound?

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5. Baa, Baa, Black Sheep

Baa, baa, black sheep, have you any wool? Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full. One for my master, one for my dame, And one for the little boy who lives down the lane!

Lets take a trip to Mr. Conways farm And learn all about the animals. Lets play with the chicks and chase the pigs, And learn the animal sounds. The pigs are oinking. The cats are meowing. The horses are neighing. And the chickens, they like to cluck. Each animal makes a special noise; That is how they talk. Each animal learns to communicate With grunts and chirps and squawks!

6. This Little Pig

This little pig went to market. This little pig stayed home. This little pig had roast beef. This little pig had none. This little pig cried, Wee-wee-wee, All the way home!

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The birds are chirping. The dogs are barking. The cows are mooing. And the chickens they like to cluck. Now, Mr. Conway feeds those animals, And cleans and scrubs their pens. He plays with the dogs, combs the horses, And collects eggs from the hens! The sheep are baaing. The ducks are quacking. The mosquitoes are buzzing. And the chickens they like to cluck! The farm is filled with animal sounds, Mr. Conway would agree. Can you name the animal sounds? Its an animal symphony! Can you name this sound? Right! The pigs go . . . As they roll in their muddy pens! Can you name this sound? Right! The ducks go . . . As they waddle under the fence! Can you name this sound? Right! The horses go . . . As they gallop around the farm! Can you name this sound? Right! The dogs go . . . As they chase and tease the cats! Can you name this sound? Right! The sheep go . . . As the farmer shears their wool! Can you name this sound? Right! The chickens go . . . As they sit upon their eggs! Can you name this sound? Right! The cats go . . . As they chase the little mice.

Can you name this sound? Right! The cows go . . . As they feed their calves fresh milk! Can you name this sound? Right! The birds go . . . As they fly around the farm! Can you name this sound? Right! The mosquitoes go . . . As they buzz around your ear! Its time to leave Mr. Conways farm. Weve learned a lot today. Each animal makes a special sound, From a moo to a cluck to a neigh! Each animal makes a special sound, From a moo to a cluck to a neigh!

9. Polly Wolly Doodle

Oh, I went down south for to see my Sal. Sing Polly Wolly Doodle all the day! My Sal, she is a spunky gal. Sing Polly Wolly Doodle all the day! Fare thee well. Fare thee well. Fare thee well, my fairy fay. For I'm going to Lou'siana For to see my Susyanna! Sing Polly Wolly Doodle all the day! Oh, my Sal, she is a maiden fair, Sing Polly Wolly Doodle all the day! With curly eyes and laughing hair, Sing Polly Wolly Doodle all the day! Fare thee well. Fare thee well. Fare thee well, my fairy fay. For I'm going to Lou'siana For to see my Susyanna! Sing Polly Wolly Doodle all the day!

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A-Tisket, A-Tasket

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Over In The Meadow

A-tisket, a-tasket! A green and yellow basket! I wrote a letter to my love And on the way I dropped it! I dropped it! I dropped it! And on the way I dropped it! A little boy picked it up and put it in his pocket! A-tisket, a-tasket! A green and yellow basket! I wrote a letter to my love And on the way I dropped it! I dropped it! I dropped it! And on the way I dropped it! A little boy picked it up and put it in his pocket!

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Over in the meadow in the sand, in the sun, Lived an old mother toadie and her little toadie one! Wink! said the mother. I wink! said the one. So they winked and they blinked in the sand, in the sun. Over in the meadow where the stream runs blue, Lived an old mother fish and her little fishies two! Swim! said the mother. We swim! said the two. So they swam and they leaped where the stream runs blue. Over in the meadow in a hole in the tree, Lived an old mother bluebird and her little birdies three! Sing! said the mother. We sing! said the three. So they sang and were glad in a hole in the tree. Over in the meadow in the reeds on the shore, Lived an old mother muskrat and her little ratties four!

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Old MacDonald's Letter Farm

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Dive! said the mother. We dive! said the four. So they dived and they burrowed in the reeds on the shore. Over in the meadow in a snug beehive, Lived a mother honeybee and her little bees five! Buzz! said the mother. We buzz! said the five. So they buzzed and they hummed in the snug beehive. Over in the meadow in a nest built of sticks, Lived black mother crow and her little crows six! Caw! said the mother. We caw! said the six. So they cawed and they crawled in their nest built for six. Over in the meadow where the grass is so even, Lived a gay mother cricket and her little crickets seven!

Old MacDonald had a farm, A B C D E Letters, letters in the hay, F G H I J With a K L M N O P Pigs and ducks and bumblebees QRSTUVWXYZ A B C D E F G, letters I can sing. H I J K L M N, soon Ill learn to read With an O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z. Learn your letter names with me. The animals like to read. Cows and horses in their stalls sing their letter names. Chickens cluck the alphabet learning is their game. From A B C to X Y Z learn them and you will succeed. Old MacDonald guarantees learning is the key! Old MacDonald had a farm, A B C D E Letters, letters in the hay, F G H I J With a K L M N O P Pigs and ducks and bumblebees QRSTUVWXYZ

Chirp! said the mother. We chirp! said the seven. So they chirped cheery notes in the grass soft and even. Over in the meadow by the old mossy gate, Lived a brown mother lizard and her little lizards eight! Bask! said the mother. We bask! said the eight. So they basked in the sun on the old mossy gate.

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Over in the meadow where the quiet pools shine, Lived a green mother frog and her little froggies nine! Croak! said the mother. We croak! said the nine. So they croaked and they splashed where the quiet pools shine. Over in the meadow in a sly little den, Lived a gray mother spider and her little spiders ten! Spin! said the mother. We spin! said the ten. So they spun lacy webs in their sly little den.