A Windmill In Old Amsterdam A mouse lived in a windmill in old Amsterdam A windmill with a mouse in and he wasn't grousin' He sang every morning, "How lucky I am, Living in a windmill in old Amsterdam!" Chorus: I saw a mouse! Where? There on the stair! Where on the stair? Right there! A little mouse with clogs on Well I declare! Going clip-clippety-clop on the stair Oh yeah This mouse he got lonesome, he took him a wife A windmill with mice in, it's hardly surprisin' She sang every morning, "How lucky I am, Living in a windmill in old Amsterdam!" Chorus First they had triplets and then they had quins A windmill with quins in, and triplets and twins in They sang every morning, "How lucky we are Living in a windmill in Amsterdam, ya!" Chorus The daughters got married and so did the sons The windmill had christ'nin's when no one was list'nin' They all sang in chorus, "How lucky we am Living in a windmill in old Amsterdam!" Chorus A mouse lived in a windmill, so snug and so niceThere's nobody there now but a whole lot of mice. Possibly the best song i ever sung when i was a little girl with wringlets in my hair and a little red dress and clogs! What song did you sing when you were weee??
itsy bitsy teeny wenny yellow polka dot bikini......really loudly as my mother pushed me down union street apparently!
hurraah.. i still sing it.. well no i lie i sing... "i've got a lovely bunch of coconuts" when i'm wondering about college loudly!
ahhh y'see dearest, im more of a "the hills are alive with the sound of music" sorta girl wen it comes to disrupting the peace..haha
When I was five I made a song about Mikhail Gorbachev. I have this vivid memory of sitting in my Dad's flat playing with me duplo singing, "la la la, Mr.Gorbachev, la la la, Mr.Gorbachev" If I was my Dad I would have beaten me with a spade.
Two little boys had two little toys Each had a wooden horse Gailey they played each summers day Warriors both of course ............ Oh Joe I'm all a'tremble perhaps it's the battles noise but I think it's because I remember when we were two little boys (shiver) Aaaaah, still sing it, my two girls love it.
colliflowers fluffy and cabages green, strawberries sweeter than any i've seen, beetroot purple, and onion white, all grow steadily day and night, well the apples are ripe, the plums are red, the broadbeans are sleeping in a blankety bed. i like that song.. i used to sing that as a child... i liked it so much that when i learnt to play guitar i mad sure i learnt that. it makes me happy
