Do Your Ears Hang Low? Do They Wobble to and Fro? Can You Tie Them in a Knot? Can You Tie Them in a Bow? Can You Throw Them Over Your Shoulder Like a Continental Soldier?

The ants are marching one by one hurrah hurrah The ants are marching one by one hurrah hurrah The ants are marching one by one The little one stopped to suck its thumb

I come from Alabama with my 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 …

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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.

From this valley they say you are going, We will miss your bright eyes and sweet smile, For they say you are taking the sunshine Which has brightened our pathways a while.

Late last night when we were all in bed, Mrs. O’Leary left her lantern in the shed. Well, the cow kicked it over, and this is what they said: “There’ll be a hot time in the old town tonight!”

Oh give me a home where the buffalo roam, Where the deer and the antelope play, Where seldom is heard a discouraging word, And the skies are not cloudy all day.

Down in the valley, the valley so low, Hang your head over, hear the winds blow. Hear the winds blow, dear, hear the winds blow. Hang your head over, hear the winds blow.