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A3 A variant from Lynne W. Hi There! I have more lyrics for The Little Red School House. My mother taught it to me when I was little, and we always sang it while traveling.
Sometimes I think I was a little fool Back in those days when I used to go to school.
Now when I was a kid, gee, how I hated The little place where I was educated.
Even though I didn't know it then I wish that I was back again
In the Little Red School House with my book and slate.
In the Little Red School House We were always late.
Oh, now what I would give to be a scholar In those days of yore.
How I'd stand right up there and hollar, "Two and two is four!"
When we shoulda been learnin' About the golden rule,
Our little hearts were yearnin' For the swimmin' pool.
Now we could hardly wait for the four o'clock bell.
The moment that it rang we would run like......mad!
Oh gee, I wanna be-e-e in the Little Red School House.
Ten o'clock spelling lesson just begun. Johnny throws an inkball just for fun.
Hits the teacher's ear with an awful splat! Teacher turns around and says "Who did that?"
Johnny's told to stand with his face to the wall. He says "Oh I don' wanna" and he starts to bawl.
If I stood up there I'd take an awful chance: I got a great big tear in the seat of my pants!
Teacher sends you home to wash yer face, and then
You say, "Oh what's the use, it jus' gets dirty again?"
Oh gee, I wanna be-e-e in the Little Red School House.
A4, From Amy M.J. “. . .little Zeke whispering to the teacher’s pride, Heathcliffe. . .”
And a question from Amy: But where I can get a copy of the music?
From Koop “. . .Why we could hardly wait for the four o'clock bell
The moment it would ring we would run like HECK
10 o’clock the spelling lesson just begun . . . little Percy Pickle in the very first row. . .”
July 2008: from: N.B. Found this mp3 of the old one on a great page that gives its history as well:
http://turtleservices.com/In The Little Red SchoolHouse.htm
LITTLE REDWING (PRETTY REDWING)
Q. From L.W.D. . . . my Mother is looking for the music for "Little Red Wing" --any ideas
Ed. Note Here are the lyrics to "Redwing," at least the original, clean version. This seems to be one of those songs that lends itself to all kinds of parodies, few of them repeatable on a family website!
RED WING (from the Mudcat Cafe website): Words Thurland Chattaway; music Kerry Mills
There once was an Indian maid, A shy little prairie maid,
Who sang a lay, a love song gay, As on the plain she'd while away the day;
She loved a warrior bold, This shy little maid of old,
But brave and gay, he rode one day To battle far away.
CHORUS: Now, the moon shines tonight on pretty Red Wing
The breeze is sighing, the night bird's crying,
For afar 'neath his star her brave is sleeping,
While Red Wing's weeping her heart away.
She watched for him day and night, She kept all the campfires bright,
And under the sky, each night she would lie, And dream about his coming by and by;
But when all the braves returned, The heart of Red Wing yearned,
For far, far away, her warrior gay, Fell bravely in the fray. Repeat Chorus