Little Songs by Eliza Lee Cabot Follen
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page 36 of 45 (80%)
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Hurrah! for Charlie boy.
I'll do mother's errands As well as I can; I've got on new boots, And so I'm a man. Hurrah! for Charlie boy. THE BABY'S BIRTHDAY. Come, Charles, blow the trumpet, And George, beat the drum, For this is the baby's birthday! Little Annie shall sing, And Jemmy shall dance, And father the jews-harp will play. Rad-er-er too tan-da-ro te Rad-er-er tad-or-er tan do re. Come toss up the ball, And spin the hum top; We'll have a grand frolic to-day; Let's make some soap bubbles, And blow them up high, And see what the baby will say. |
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