Allan Sherman lyrics
Allan Sherman lyrics
"Hello Muddah, Hello Fadduh! (a Letter From Camp) Lyrics"
Soldier In The Rain Lyrics
The morning clouds are gathering around as I stand on the bridge of the river Years have gone since I was here and I wonder how I differ Taxicabs keep roll
The morning clouds are gathering around as I stand on the bridge of the river Years have gone since I was here and I wonder how I differ Taxicabs keep roll
Hello Muddah, Hello Fadduh! (A Letter from Camp)
Alan Sherman
Hello Muddah, hello Fadduh,
Here I am at Camp Grenada
Camp is very entertaining
and they say we'll have some fun if it stops raining.
I went hiking with Joe Spivy
He developed poison ivy
You remember Leonard Skinner
He got
Kiss Tell Lyrics
Kiss A kiss is a clue to the heart A window that lets light impart Or hides you away in the dark The dark can consume and it will your w
ptomaine poisoning last night after dinner.Kiss A kiss is a clue to the heart A window that lets light impart Or hides you away in the dark The dark can consume and it will your w
All the counselors hate the waiters
And the lake has alligators
And the head coach wants no sissies
So he reads to us from something called Ulysses.
Now I don't want this should scare ya
But my bunkmate has malaria
You remember Jeffrey Hardy
They're about
Hold on to Yourself Lyrics
You know you've got to throw your body around You say there ain't no way to scare you Knock you down Highwire routine is working fo
to organize a searching party.You know you've got to throw your body around You say there ain't no way to scare you Knock you down Highwire routine is working fo
Take me home, oh muddah fadduh, take me home, I hate Grenada
Don't leave me out in the forest where I might get eaten by a bear.
Take me home, I promise I will not make noise or mess the house with
other boys, oh please don't make me stay, I've been here one whole day.
Dearest fadduh, darli
A Couple More Years Lyrics
(S. Silverstein/D. Locorriere) I've got a couple more years on you babe, and that's all I've had more chances to fly, and more places to fall And i
ng muddah,(S. Silverstein/D. Locorriere) I've got a couple more years on you babe, and that's all I've had more chances to fly, and more places to fall And i
How's my precious little bruddah?
Let me come home if ya miss me
I will even let Aunt Bertha hug and kiss me.
Wait a minute, it stopped hailing,
Guys are swimming, guys are sailing,
Playing baseball, gee that's better,
Muddah Fadduh please disregard this letter.
From: Jim Shilliday