Children's Songs. John Brown's Baby
Children's Songs. John Brown's Baby
Written By: Unknown
Copyright Unknown
John Brown's baby had a cold upon his chest
John Brown's baby had a cold upon his chest
John Brown's baby had a cold upon his chest
And they rubbed it with camphorated oil.
Verse 2: Omit word "baby" throughout and do motion
Verse 3: Omit "baby" and "cold" and do motions
Verse 4: Omit "baby", "cold" and "chest" and do motions
Verse 5: Omit "baby", "cold", "chest" and "rubbed" and do motions
Verse 6: Omit "baby", "cold", "chest", "rubbed" and "camphorated
oil" and do motions
MOTIONS (not done on Verse 1):
baby – rock baby in arms
cold – sneeze
chest – slap chest
rubbed – rub chest
camphorated oil – hold nose and make a face
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“Run!”
By: Sleep Sunshine
Your pratfalls sound on the wet pavement.
Slap, splash. Slap, splash. Slap.
Surrounded by trees you inhale a pine scent air-freshener with each breath.
Suck, suck…blow. Suck, suck…blow. Slap, splash. Suck, suck…blow. Slap, splash. Suck, suck…blow.
Your calves burn, but you don't stop, can't stop, can never stop…moving. Sweat drenches your U of I ball cap, adding to the chalky-residue of dried sweat from days, weeks, a month ago. Soaked is your sweat-resistant (so it said on the tag when you bought it) shirt, shorts, socks. Your New Balance cross-trainers spit water from the wet pavement into the air behind you.
Slap, splash. Slap, splash. Slap.
Suck, suck…blow. Suck, suck…blow.
Slap, splash. Suck, suck…blow.
Where are you going? What are you doing? What are you running from?
It's your birthday. Today's your birthday. May 27, 2010. Thirty-one years old. Today.
“Hi, Mrs. Robinson!”
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Thank you.
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“Run!”
By: Sleep Sunshine
Your pratfalls sound on the wet pavement.
Slap, splash. Slap, splash. Slap.
Surrounded by trees you inhale a pine scent air-freshener with each breath.
Suck, suck…blow. Suck, suck…blow. Slap, splash. Suck, suck…blow. Slap, splash. Suck, suck…blow.
Your calves burn, but you don't stop, can't stop, can never stop…moving. Sweat drenches your U of I ball cap, adding to the chalky-residue of dried sweat from days, weeks, a month ago. Soaked is your sweat-resistant (so it said on the tag when you bought it) shirt, shorts, socks. Your New Balance cross-trainers spit water from the wet pavement into the air behind you.
Slap, splash. Slap, splash. Slap.
Suck, suck…blow. Suck, suck…blow.
Slap, splash. Suck, suck…blow.
Where are you going? What are you doing? What are you running from?
It's your birthday. Today's your birthday. May 27, 2010. Thirty-one years old. Today.
“Hi, Mrs. Robinson!”
–To read the rest of “Run!” by Sleep Sunshine please go to sleepsunshine.com
Thank you.
-SS]]>
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