Shark Attack
Baby shark ba ba ba ba ba ba  (heel of palms together, clap hands like mouth biting)
Baby shark ba ba ba ba ba ba
Baby shark ba ba ba ba ba ba
Baby shark

Mommy shark                    (clap hands together, keeping arms straight, like mouth)
Daddy shark                      (hit one hand to straight leg, like big mouth)
Grandpa shark                   (like baby shark, only bend fingers in, like no teeth)
Lady swimmer                   (pretend swim)
Shark attack                       (see mommy shark for all shark attacks)
911                                    (lady swimmer, only one arm, tuck other in)
Shark attack
911                                    (lady swimmer, tuck both arms in)
Shark attack
911                                    (tuck both arms in, hop on one leg)
Shark attack
911                                    (only if clean floor, both arms tucked, kneeling)
 

Shenandoah
Oh Shenandoah, I long to see you,
Far away you rolling river,
Oh Shenandoah, I long to see you,
Away, we're bound away across the wide Missouri.

I long to see your smiling valley, . . .
'Tis seven long years since last I saw thee, . . .
When first I took a rambling notion, . . .
To sail across the briny ocean.
 

Show Me the Way to go Home
Show me the way to go home.
I'm tired and I want to go to bed.
I had a little drink about an hour ago
It's gone right to my head.
Where ever I may roam
By land or sea or foam
You can always hear me singing this song
Show me the way to go home.
 

Singing in the Rain
We're singing in the rain, just singing in the rain.
What a glorious feeling, we're happy again.
Thumbs up!      (Group echoes.)
Toot-ta-ta-da, toot-ta-ta-da, toot-DA-DA.  (X2)

(Add each of the following, in turn after Thumbs up!:
Elbows in, Knees bent, Toes together, Buns back
Chest out, Chin down, Tongue out)
 

Sing, Sing a Song
Sing, sing a song,
Sing out loud, sing out strong.
Sing of good things, not bad.
Sing of happy, not sad.

Chorus:
Sing, sing a song
Make it simple to last your whole life long.
Don't worry that it's not good enough
For anyone else to hear,
Just sing, sing a song.

Sing, sing a song,
Let the world sing along.
Sing of love that could be.
Sing for you and for me.
 

Sippin' Cider
The cutest boy,
I ever saw
Was sippin' cider
Through a straw

I asked him if
He'd show me how
To sip that cider
Through a straw

He said of course
He'd show me how
To sip that cider
Through a straw

Now cheek to cheek
And jaw to jaw
We're sippin' cider
Through a straw

And then by chance
That straw did slip
And that is how
I kissed his lip

The very next day
The preacher came
From sippin' cider
Through a straw

Now 49 kids
All call me ma
From sippin' cider
Through a straw

The moral of
This story is
Don't sip your cider
Through a straw
 

Sleepy Camper
(Tune of What do you do with a drunken sailor?)
What do you do with a sleepy camper,
What do you do with a sleepy camper,
What do you do with a sleepy camper,
Early in the morning?

Chorus:
Way hey late, ye risers,
Way hey late, ye risers,
Way hey late, ye risers,
Early in the morning

Throw her in the pond with her pants on backwards.....morning
Hit her in the face with a sopping towel.....morning
Put her to bed an hour sooner.....evening
 

Sons of the Sea
Sons of the sea, bobbin' up and down like this.
Over the ocean, bobbin' up and down like this.
You can build a ship, my friend, bobbin' up and down like this.
But you can't beat the boys of the bulldog breed, bobbin' up and down like this.

Sons of the sea, hitchin' up your pants and bobbin' up and down like this.
Over the ocean, hitchin' up your pants and bobbin' up and down like this.
You can build a ship, my friend, hitchin' up your pants and bobbin' up and down like this.
But you can't beat the boys of the bulldog breed, hitchin' up your pants and bobbin' up and down
      like this.

Sons of the sea, climbin' up the ropes and hitchin' up your pants and bobbin' up and down like  this.
Over the ocean, climbin' up the ropes and hitchin' up your pants and bobbin' up and down like  this.
You can build a ship, my friend, climbin' up the ropes and hitchin' up your pants and bobbin' up and
      down like this.
But you can't beat the boys of the bulldog breed, climbin' up the ropes and hitchin' up your pants
      and bobbin' up and down like this.

Sons of the sea, swabbin' the decks and climbin' up the ropes and hitchin' up your pants and bobbin'
       up and down like this.
Over the ocean, swabbin' the decks and climbin' up the ropes and hitchin' up your pants and bobbin'
        up and down like this.
You can build a ship, my friend, swabbin' the decks and climbin' up the ropes and hitchin' up  your
        pants and bobbin' up and down like this.
But you can't beat the boys of the bulldog breed, swabbin' the decks and climbin' up the ropes  and
        hitchin' up your pants and bobbin' up and down like this.

(Bobbing up and down- bob up and down, hitchin' up your pants- hitch up pants, climbin' up the ropes- pretend to climb ropes, swabbin' the decks- pretend to mop floor)

Spider's Web
Chorus:
There's a web like a spider's web,
Made of silver light and shadow,
Spun by the moon in my room at night.
It's a web made to catch a dream,
Hold it tight till I awaken,
As if to tell me that dreaming's all right

Down in the valley, oo-oo, there's a fountain, oo-oo, near an old oak tree.
Near the fountain, oo-oo, there's a mission, oo-oo, where my love told me. . .

On the evenin', oo-oo, I was leavin', oo-oo, my love came to me.
I was sleepin', oo-oo, she was weepin', oo-oo, when she said to me. . .

I met a stranger, oo-oo, his name was Danger, oo-oo, we rode side by side.
Down in Santa Fe, oo-oo, I killed a man they say, oo-oo, Danger told me ride. . .

Now if I return, oo-oo, they will hang me, oo-oo, ‘neath the old oak tree.
Down in the valley, oo-oo, near the fountain, oo-oo, where my love told me. . .
 

Swimming Pool
Swimming, swimming,  (Pretend to swim)
In the swimming pool.  (Make square with fingers)
When days are hot,   (Put back of hand across forehead)
When days are cool,   (Hug yourself, as if cold)
In the swimming pool.   (Same as above)
Backstroke,     (Backstroke with one arm)
Sidestroke,     (Sidestroke with other arm)
Fancy diving, too.    (Pretend dive)
Now wouldn't it be lovely if there's nothing else to do, (Shake finger)
But,

(This song is sung like BINGO, with humming the previous verses and adding one verse each time until last time, when you yell "But"- you never hum "But"
 

Swing Low Sweet Chariot
Chorus:
Swing low, sweet chariot, coming for to carry me home,
Swing low, sweet chariot, coming for to carry me home.

I looked over Jordan and what did I see? Coming for to carry me home,
A band of angels coming after me. Coming for to carry me home.

If you get there before I do, Coming for to carry me home,
Tell all my friends I'm coming too. Coming for to carry me home.