The Big Sing comes Home…

Singing for Success! What does good singing look like? Working as a team – Focus English accent! Good pronunciation of words Good breathing! Following the lyrics. Listening to others next to you as you sing. Concentration! Happy smiling people!

Banana Boat Song Chorus Day-o, day-ay-ay-o. Daylight come an’ me wan' go home. Day! Me say day, me say day, me say day, Me say day, me say day-ay-ay-o. Daylight come an’ me wan' go home. Verse 1 Work all night on a drink a' rum. Daylight come an’ me wan' go home. Stack banana ‘til the mornin' come. Daylight come an’ me wan' go home. Verse 2 Come Mister Tally Man, tally me banana. Daylight come an’ me wan' go home. Come Mister Tally Man, tally me banana. Daylight come an’ me wan' go home. Verse 3 It's six foot, seven foot, eight foot BUNCH! Daylight come an’ me wan' go home. Six foot, seven foot, eight foot BUNCH! Daylight come an’ me wan' go home. Verse 4 A beautiful bunch a' ripe banana. Daylight come an’ me wan' go home. Hide the deadly black tarantula. Daylight come an’ me wan' go home. Chorus Day! Me say day-ay-ay-o, Daylight come an’ me wan' go home. Day! Me say day, me say day, me say day, me say day, me say day-ay-ay-o. Daylight come an’ me wan' go home.

Bare Necessities Chorus Look for the bare necessities, The simple bare necessities, Forget about your worries and your strife! I mean the bare necessities, Old Mother Nature's recipes, That brings the bare necessities of life. Verse One Wherever I wander, wherever I roam, I couldn't be fonder of my big home. The bees are buzzing in the tree, To make some honey just for me. When you look under the rocks and plants, And take a glance at the fancy ants, Then maybe try a few, The bare necessities of life will come to you! Chorus Look for the bare necessities, The simple bare necessities, Forget about your worries and your strife! I mean the bare necessities, That's why a bear can rest at ease, With just the bare necessities of life. Verse Two Now when you pick a pawpaw, Or a prickly pear, And you prick a raw paw Next time beware! Don't pick the prickly pear by the paw. When you pick a pear, Try to use the claw!

Bare Necessities But you don't need to use the claw, When you pick a pear of the big pawpaw, Have I given you a clue? The bear necessities of life will come to you! Chorus Look for the bare necessities, The simple bare necessities, Forget about your worries and your strife! I mean the bare necessities, That's why a bear can rest at ease, With just the bare necessities of life.

Digga Dog, Dog (Dog noises) Chorus Digga dog, dog. Digga digga dog, dog. (x 3) Digga dog, dog, Digga dog! Verse One If my dog loves your dog, And your dog loves my dog, And my dog loves your dog, And your dog loves my dog, Then why can't we sit under the apple tree? Chorus Verse Two My little doggie was playing one day, (Digga dog, dog, digga digga dog, dog) Down in the meadow with a bundle o' hay. (Digga dog, dog, digga digga dog, dog) Another little doggie came along (Digga dog, dog, digga digga dog, dog) And said 'let's get together and eat some bone!” (Digga dog, dog, digga digga dog, dog) Now why can't we sit under the apple tree? (Digga dog, dog, digga digga dog, dog) Chorus

Digga Dog, Dog Middle Eight Talkin’ 'bout a big dog (low woof) Talkin’ 'bout a small dog (high woof) Talkin’ 'bout a he dog (3 x woofs) Talkin’ 'bout a she dog (howl) Talkin’ 'bout a ____ dog (?) Talkin’ 'bout ALL THE DOGS Verse 1 You wanna walk with me? You wanna talk with me? Why don't you hold my hand, Tell me you understand? Now can't you see that you and me we're gonna be so happy Under the apple tree? Chorus AWOOOOOOOOOOH!

Hey Ho Nobody Home Traditional English Round Hey ho, nobody home. Meat, nor drink, nor money, have I none, Yet will I be merry.

Hey Ungawa (Traditional Native American Family Welcome Chant. Usually sung on the arrival of a new born baby.) Hey hey ungawa hey hey ungawa hey hey ungawa, Hey ungawa, hey ungawa, hey ungawa, hey ungawa.

Home by Foo Fighters Wish I were with you but I couldn't stay, Every direction leads me away. Pray for tomorrow but for today, All I want is to be home. Stand in the mirror you look the same, Just looking for shelter from the cold and the pain. Some one to cover, safe from the rain, All I want is to be home. Echoes and silence, patience and grace, All of these moments I'll never replace. No fear of my heart, no absence of faith, All I want is to be home. People I've loved, I have no regrets, Some I remember, and some I forget, Some of them living, and some of them dead. All I want is to be home.

It's Getting Too Hot For Monkeys by Adam Kent, Simon Richardson and Beccy Owen Noel Coward: This crazy world, in which we live today, Is getting rather warm, at least that’s what they say. The ice caps are all melting too, There must be something we can do, Because... Chorus One It’s getting too hot for monkeys, It’s getting too hot for apes. My baboon is starting to swoon, And my marmoset’s starting to sweat. It’s getting too hot for monkeys, It’s getting too hot for apes. My orang-utan has an orange tan, And my gibbon’s real irate. Middle Eight We’ll have whales swimming in Ipswich. (ooooh) Gordon Brown will be snorkelling too (and his cabinet ministers in flippers) Sandstorms blow through Buckingham Palace (one is not amused) If we don’t learn to chill out.

It's Getting Too Hot For Monkeys by Adam Kent, Simon Richardson and Beccy Owen Chorus Two (everyone) It’s getting too hot for monkeys, It’s getting too hot for apes. My Tamarind has a sweaty chin, And my Primate wears factor eight. It’s getting too hot for monkeys, It’s getting too hot for apes. My pygmy shrew is saying ‘phew’, ‘Cos the earth is starting to bake. Middle Eight Polar bears surfing in Tynemouth (oooooh) Posh spice might just evaporate too (but only if you’re really good) We’ll be huddled at the top of Ben Nevis (room for a little un? Breath in!) If we don’t learn to chill out. Chorus It’s getting too hot for monkeys, It’s getting too hot for apes. My baboon is starting to swoon, And my marmoset’s starting to sweat. Mouth Trumpet

It's Getting Too Hot For Monkeys by Adam Kent, Simon Richardson and Beccy Owen Chorus It’s getting too hot for monkeys, There’ll be whales swimming in Ipswich. It’s getting too hot for apes. (x4) Gordon Brown will be snorkelling too. Polar bears surfing in Tynemouth, Posh spice might just evaporate. (Last time:) (everyone!) Settle doon, 'cos if we divn’t act soon, We’re gonna have to move to the moon!

Livin’ On A Prayer by Bon Jovi Verse One Tommy used to work on the docks. Union's been on strike, He's down on his luck...it's tough, so tough. Gina works the diner all day. Working for her life, she brings home her pay, For love - for love. Bridge She says: ‘We've got to hold on to what we've got, It doesn't make a difference If we make it or not. We've got each other, and that's a lot For love - we'll give it a shot.’ Chorus Whoa, we're half way there, Whoa, we’re livin' on a prayer. Take my hand we'll make it - I swear, Whoa, we’re livin' on a prayer.

Livin’ On A Prayer by Bon Jovi Verse Two Tommy got his six string in hock. Now he's holding in, what he used To make it talk - so tough, it's tough. Gina dreams of running away. When she cries in the night, Tommy whispers: ‘Baby it's okay, someday…’ Bridge We've got to hold on, ready or not, You live for the fight when it's all that you've got. Chorus Whoa, we're half way there, Whoa, we’re livin' on a prayer. Take my hand, we'll make it - I swear, Whoa, we’re livin' on a prayer. Whoa, we’re livin’ on a prayer. Livin’ on a prayer..

Miner's Washing by John Warner Verse One I came from Durham in '99, Married a laddie from the Cold Creek mine, The finest lad that a girl could ever know, ‘Til he brought me his washing from the pit below. Chorus: Scrubbing the miner's clothes, All piled up in a ghastly stack, Heavy as lead and smelly and black, And oh the pain in my aching back, Scrubbing the miner's clothes. Verse Two Now your Korumburra miner is a grimy sort of bloke, So I drop in his duds for an all night soak I'll take me a soap and I'll grate it like a cheese, And chuck it in a bucket with his grubby dungarees. Chorus

Miner's Washing by John Warner Verse Three I get me up before the peep o' light, My copper for to fill and my fire for to light, I'll serve Tom his crib while the copper's on the boil, Then gird up my muscles for a day's hard toil. Verse Four It's drag 'em from the copper to the rinsing tub, Pound 'em with the dolly and scrub, scrub, scrub, Pour away the mucky water, do it all again, Heave 'em through the wringer and pray it doesn't rain. Chorus Verse Five Now all you maidens who to marriage do incline, Never wed a laddie from the Coal Creek mine, A squatter might be surly and a merchant might be mean, A banker might be boring, but they're easier to clean! Chorus

Miner's Washing by John Warner Verse Three I get me up before the peep o' light, My copper for to fill and my fire for to light, I'll serve Tom his crib while the copper's on the boil, Then gird up my muscles for a day's hard toil. Verse Four It's drag 'em from the copper to the rinsing tub, Pound 'em with the dolly and scrub, scrub, scrub, Pour away the mucky water, do it all again, Heave 'em through the wringer and pray it doesn't rain. Chorus Verse Five Now all you maidens who to marriage do incline, Never wed a laddie from the Coal Creek mine, A squatter might be surly and a merchant might be mean, A banker might be boring, but they're easier to clean! Chorus

Eyes on the Prize – Dianne Reeves There's a voice from the future and it’s calling your name, Forging a road for you and staking your claim Keep your eyes on the prize…. and your back to the wind In your heart beats the rhythm and the songs of the past, Holding all of the answers to whatever you ask Keep your eyes on the prize, let your heart be your guide…… And your back to the wind When I think of you I see sunshine And the words that you speak are uplifting and strong In your eyes lie the hopes of tomorrow You're a winner,….. winner You’re a winner,….. winner Go ahead little brother there’s a place just for you Go ahead little sister but whatever you do Keep your eyes on the prize…. and your back to the wind You're the new generation with the world in your hands But life won’t get better without taking a stand Keep your eyes on the prize, let your heart be your guide……. And your back to the wind. Ah… (Keep your eyes….on the prize…. And your back….to the wind)