THE GOOD OLD DAYS

In days gone by, when life was very hard (very hard) On Friday nights we’d meet in Joe’s back yard (Joe’s back yard). We’d set off into town, singing “Knees Up Mother Brown”, Then at our local Music Hall we’d all settle down.

And we’d sing along to each song, raising all our spirits in so many ways, Oh yes, they were THE GOOD OLD DAYS! What a band, weren’t they grand? Dancers lined up hand in hand; Acrobats in funny hats kept us smiling.

All our favourite singers would be there And what’s more, we were sure, All our favourite singers would be there to entertain us through the night. So, you see, the Music Hall was our delight In those golden days, happy GOOD OLD DAYS.

What a band, weren’t they grand? Dancers lined up hand in hand; (INSTRUMENTAL) What a band, weren’t they grand? Dancers lined up hand in hand; Acrobats in funny hats kept us smiling. And what’s more, we were sure, All our favourite singers would be there to entertain us through the night.

So, you see, the Music Hall was our delight In those golden days, happy GOOD OLD DAYS. Those golden days, happy GOOD OLD DAYS.

THE DANCING YEARS (KS1)

Over again and over, practise your dance steps, Then you’re in the clover - tripping so light, on Saturday night. Oh, some people like the Tango, believe it true or false! Some like the Two-step, some like the Charleston, I prefer the Waltz.

Such great dance bands turned up to play (INSTRUMENTAL) Such great dance bands turned up to play In our dance halls. Yes, those were our dancing days! Faster and faster, gliding all round the ballroom. We’re sure to keep smiling, all of good cheer though troubles are near.

Oh some people like the Tango, believe it true or false! Some like the Two-step, some like the Charleston, I prefer the Waltz. Some like the Two-step, some like the Charleston, I just love the Waltz!

THE DANCING YEARS (KS2)

Round about nineteen thirty-two, the Government got in quite a stew, ‘Cos unemployment was way too high; They couldn’t just stand by and do nothing. Things looked bad but, rain or shine, We’d manage to soldier on just fine. Through stormy weather, we’d stick together, Then smile and JUST KEEP DANCING!

Dancing to the beat (of the latest song). Dancing in the street (you should come along!) Hear the music flow, on the radio, In the Spring and Fall, in the dance hall.

Dancing in the street (you should come along!) Dance the Waltz, Quick-step and Charleston, And you’ll dance your cares away, till another day. Give yourself a chance and join the dance!

All of our favourite songs, back then, Had lyrics that told us how and when Our future happiness was guaranteed, ‘Cos the best things in life were free!

So in the ballroom, twice a week, We’d practise our dance steps cheek to cheek. The dance band played, we’d sip lemonade, And then smile and JUST KEEP DANCING!

Spoken: Dance the Foxtrot! Dance the Tango! Dance the Waltz! Dance the Charleston!

Sung: Dancing to the beat (of the latest song). Dancing in the street (you should come along!) Dance the Waltz, Quick-step and Charleston, And you’ll dance your cares away, till another day. Give yourself a chance and join the dance!

THE SKIFFLE GROUP SONG

Though skiffle started in the U.S.A, Before too long there, it had had its day. But then, across the British Isles, The young folk brought it back in style; They were rocking in the aisles, Post-war gloom had turned to smiles.

Yes, skiffle groups sprang up in every town. Their chirpy songs soon lifted every frown. Songs about folks having fun, songs about your chewing gum; Songs that could be sung by everyone.

So British youngsters, they had found a way (INSTRUMENTAL) So British youngsters, they had found a way To now make their own music, have their say. They played on banjos and guitars, On washboards, boxes, jugs and jars, Comb and paper and kazoos; Anything to hand they’d use.

Yes, skiffle groups sprang up in every town. Their chirpy songs soon lifted every frown. Songs about folks having fun, songs about your chewing gum; Songs that could be sung by everyone. Spoken: One more time now! Sung: Songs about folks having fun, songs about your chewing gum;

BEATLEMANIA

What we all needed in the ‘Swinging Sixties’ Was John, Paul, George and Ringo singing “Yeah, yeah, yeah”! Sing “yeah, yeah, yeah”. Sing “yeah, yeah, yeah”. Sing “yeah, yeah, yeah”. Sing “yeah, yeah, yeah”, ooh!

All across the globe, the Beatles travelled to perform. Everywhere they sang their songs, they took the world by storm. Across America, in Philadelphia, Everywhere they went, they called it BEATLEMANIA.

What we all needed in the ‘Swinging Sixties’ Was John, Paul, George and Ringo singing “Yeah, yeah, yeah”! Sing “yeah, yeah, yeah”. Sing “yeah, yeah, yeah”. Sing “yeah, yeah, yeah”. Sing “yeah, yeah, yeah”, ooh!

Never, in the history of music through the years, Had there been such scenes of worship: cheering, screaming, tears. In cities big and small, from Rome to Montreal, Everywhere they went, they called it BEATLEMANIA. First they gave us rock n’ roll, and then came songs like ‘Yesterday’. “All you need is love” they sang, then showed us all the way, ooh!

Down in Bavaria, across Australia, (INSTRUMENTAL) Down in Bavaria, across Australia, Everywhere they went they called it BEATLEMANIA. Sing “yeah, yeah, yeah”. Sing “yeah, yeah, yeah”. Sing “yeah, yeah, yeah”. Let’s sing yeah, yeah, yeah!

MADE IN COVENTRY

Hear those sounds of music made in Coventry – Round the town, a special time in history: Different cultures side by side, all together for the ride, Crossing boundaries, reaching far and wide.

Breaking news, late in the nineteen seventies: “fusion rules new music made in Coventry”. Music in a different key showed the way for you and me, Opened doors to show how we could be!

Melting pot of influence, it was not coincidence. The TWO TONE sound was born in Coventry: Sometimes catchy, sometimes gritty, Spreading outwards from the city!

Hear those sounds of music made in Coventry – (SHORT INSTRUMENTAL) Hear those sounds of music made in Coventry – Round the town, a special time in history: Different cultures side by side, all together for the ride,

Crossing boundaries, reaching far and wide. Far and wide. Far and wide.

THE BATTLE OF BRITPOP

Was it Blur or Oasis that won the “Battle of Britpop”? Do you remember? Did it really make a difference Which band you chose? Why not suppose You’d no need to take a stance, Just listen to the music, dance:

There’s nothing to lose - Don’t let anybody tell you how you should choose. There’s so many kinds of music: Rock or Jazz or Classical; happy, sad or whimsical. Sometimes you feel like something lyrical. Ooh!

Listen to your favourite songs and move and dance and sing along, Knowing there’s no right or wrong, just music. So many great British songs Stay in the memory; powerful and strong!

Was it Blur or Oasis that won the “Battle of Britpop”? Do you remember? Did it really make a difference Which band you chose? Why not suppose You’d no need to take a stance, Just listen to the music, dance:

There’s nothing to lose - Don’t let anybody tell you how you should choose. There’s so many kinds of music: Rock or Jazz or Classical; happy, sad or whimsical. Sometimes you feel like something lyrical. Ooh!

Listen to your favourite songs and move and dance and sing along, Knowing there’s no right or wrong just music.