Land of the silver birch, Home of the bea-ver. Something, something, something. Something, somthing. Rocky moutain, lake and shore I shall return once more.
I don't think I ever had to sing it; however, I did have to learn how to play it on the piano.
oh jeeze. because i needed that earworm first thing in the morning. and i don't really know it, just like one bit over and over again. *stabs self in ear*
We had a set of songs that we did every week in "music time" with the librarian. It was basically a singalong, and this was my music education until Grade 5. A few folky things, some anti-war 60s stuff, anything by the Beatles, Muppets, or Gordon Lightfoot... yeah. It was odd.
ETA: I meant to mention that we didn't have word sheets or anything, so I now know all of these songs with those weird ellided kid-lyrics one comes up with. That, too, is odd.
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Date: 2005-01-17 07:30 pm (UTC)Land of the silver birch,
Home of the bea-ver.
Something, something, something.
Something, somthing.
Rocky moutain, lake and shore
I shall return once more.
I don't think I ever had to sing it; however, I did have to learn how to play it on the piano.
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Date: 2005-01-17 07:58 pm (UTC)Land of the silver birch
home of the beaver
where still the mighty moose
wanders at will:
blue lake and rocky shore
I will return once more
{{add in the boom did-y thing as you like}}
Oh, the memories.
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Date: 2005-01-17 08:10 pm (UTC)I'll build my wigwam
Close to the water's edge
Silent and still
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Date: 2005-01-17 08:39 pm (UTC)ETA: I meant to mention that we didn't have word sheets or anything, so I now know all of these songs with those weird ellided kid-lyrics one comes up with. That, too, is odd.
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Date: 2005-01-17 09:07 pm (UTC)deep in the lowlands
My heart cries out for thee,
hills of the north.
Blue lake etc., etc.
I still know this one by heart, and I think my son even did it. I haven't heard the other one, though.
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