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Grandparents Day Show is Wednesday, March 27

Talk Me Out To the Ballgame - Kindergarten

Take me out to the ball game
Take me out with the crowd
Buy me some peanuts and crackerjacks
I don't care if I never get back
Let me root, root, root
For the home team
If they don't win it's a shame
Aahh.
For it's one, 
Two,
Three strikes you're out
At the old ball game

All I need is just one chance
I could hit a home run
There isn't anyone else like me
Maybe I'll go down in history
And it's root, root, root
For the home team
Here comes fortune and fame
'Cause I know
That
I'll be the star
At the old
Ball 
Game

Oh, Susannah - 1st Grade

I come from Alabama With a banjo on my knee 
I'm going to Louisiana, 
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 Susannah, don't you cry.
Oh, Susannah, Oh don't you cry for me 
For I come from Alabama 
With a banjo on my knee.
I had a dream the other night
 When everything was still 
I dreamed I saw Susannah dear
 A-coming down the hill.
The buckwheat cake was in her mouth
 The tear was in her eye 
Says I, “I'm coming from the south,
 Susannah, don't you cry.”
Oh, Susannah, Oh don't you cry for me 
For I come from Alabama 
With a banjo on my knee.
I come from A-la-ba-ma  
With a ban-jo on my knee, 
 I'm going to Lou-i-siana,  
My true love for to see.

Over There - 2nd Grade

John-nie, get your gun, get your gun, get your gun,
Take it on the run, on the run, on the run,
Hear them call-ing you and me, ev'-ry son of lib-er-ty
Hur-ry right a-way, no de-lay, go to-day
Make your Dad-dy glad to have had such a lad,
Tell your sweet-heart not to pine, to be proud her boy's in line

O-ver there, o-ver there, send the word, send the word, o-ver there,
That the Yanks are com-ing, the Yanks are com-ing,
The drums rum-tum-ming ev'-ry where
So pre-pare, say a prayer, send the word, send the word to be-ware
We'll be o-ver, we're com-ing o-ver,
And we won't come back 'til it's o-ver O-ver There!

John-nie, get your gun, get your gun, get your gun,
John-nie show the Hun you're a son of a gun
Hoist the flag and let her fly, Yan-kee Doo-dle do or die
Pack your lit-tle kit, show your grit, do your bit
Yan-kees to the ranks from the towns and the tanks
Make your moth-er proud of you and the old Red White and Blue

Dixie - 3rd Grade

I wish I was in the land of cotton,
Old times there are not forgotten, 
Look away, look away, look away Dixie Land.

In Dixie Land, where I was born in,
early on one frosty mornin',
Look away, look away, look away Dixie Land.

I wish I was in Dixie, Hooray! Hooray!
In Dixie Land I'll take my stand
to live and die in Dixie.
Away, away, away down south in Dixie.
Away, away, away down south in Dixie

I've Been Working on The Railroad - 4th Grade

I've been working on the railroad
All the live long day
I've been working on the railroad
Just to pass the time away
Don't you hear the whistle blowin'
Rise up so early in the morn
Can't you hear the captain shouting
Dinah blow your horn

Dinah won't you blow
Dinah won't you blow
Dinah won't you blow your ho-o-o-orn
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 oh-oh-oh
Someone's in the kitchen with Dinah
Strumming on the old banjo
Fee fi fiddle e i o
Fee fi fiddle e i o-o-o-o
Fee fi fiddle e i o
Strumming on the old banjo

My Darling Clementine - 5th Grade

In a cavern, in a canyon, 
Excavating for a mine, 
Dwelt a miner, forty-niner 
And his daughter - Clementine

CHORUS: Oh my Darling, Oh my Darling, 
Oh my Darling Clementine. 
You are lost and gone forever, 
Dreadful sorry, Clementine.

Light she was and like a fairy, 
And her shoes were number nine, 
Herring boxes without topses 
Sandals were for Clementine

CHORUS

Drove she ducklings to the water 
Every morning just at nine, 
Hit her foot against a splinter 
Fell into the foaming brine.

CHORUS

Ruby lips above the water, 
Blowing bubbles soft and fine, 
But alas, I was no swimmer, 
So I lost my Clementine

CHORUS

When Johnny Come Marching Home Again - 6th Grade

When Johnny comes marching home again, 
Hurrah! Hurrah! 
We'll give him a hearty welcome then 
Hurrah! Hurrah! 
The men will cheer and the boys will shout 
The ladies they will all turn out 
And we'll all feel gay when Johnny comes marching home.

The old church bell will peal with joy 
Hurrah! Hurrah! 
To welcome home our darling boy,
 Hurrah! Hurrah! 
The village lads and lassies say 
With roses they will strew the way,
 And we'll all feel gay when Johnny comes marching home.

Get ready for the Jubilee, 
Hurrah! Hurrah! 
We'll give the hero three times three, 
Hurrah! Hurrah!
 The laurel wreath is ready now 
To place upon his loyal brow
 And we'll all feel gay when Johnny comes marching home.

Let love and friendship on that day,
 Hurrah, hurrah!
 Their choicest pleasures then display, 
Hurrah, hurrah! 
And let each one perform some part, 
To fill with joy the warrior's heart,
 And we'll all feel gay when Johnny comes marching home

Daisy, Daisy - 7th Grade

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, 
Upon the seat, 
Of a bicycle made for two.

Michael, Michael, here is your answer true. 
I'm not crazy all for the love of you. 
There won't be any marriage, 
If you can't afford a carriage. 
'Cause I'll be switched, 
If I get hitched, 
On a bicycle built for two!"

White Christmas - 8th
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas 
 Just like the ones I used to know 
 Where the treetops glisten,  and children listen  
To hear sleigh bells in the snow

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas  
With every Christmas card I write  
May your days be merry and bright 
 And may all your Christmases be white

EVERYONE

God Bless America,
Land that I love.
Stand beside her, and guide her
Thru the night with a light from above.
From the mountains, to the prairies,
To the oceans, white with foam
God bless America, My home sweet home.

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