{"id":22151,"date":"2025-03-22T16:25:30","date_gmt":"2025-03-22T16:25:30","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/?p=22151"},"modified":"2025-11-27T21:45:49","modified_gmt":"2025-11-27T21:45:49","slug":"ukulele-recital-sing-along-words","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/ukulele-recital-sing-along-words\/","title":{"rendered":"– Ukulele Recital – Sing Along Words"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Achy Breaky Heart<\/span><\/p>\n

[ VERSE] \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 You can tell the world, you never was my girl. You can burn my clothes up when I\u2019m gone. You can tell your friends just what a fool I\u2019ve been, and laugh and joke about me on the phone.<\/span><\/p>\n

You can tell my arms go back onto the farm. You can tell my feet to hit the floor; or you can tell my lips to tell my fingertips, they won\u2019t be reaching out for you no more.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 { CHORUS } \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 But don\u2019t tell my heart \u2013 my achy breaky heart, I just don\u2019t think he\u2019d under–stand; and if you tell my heart \u2013 my achy breaky heart he might blow up and kill this man. Oooooo<\/span><\/p>\n

[VERSE] \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 You can tell your ma, I moved to Arkansas. You can tell your dog to bite my leg; or tell your brother Cliff whose fist can tell my lip. He never really liked me any–way.<\/span><\/p>\n

Or tell your Aunt Louise, tell her anything you please \u2013 myself already knows I\u2019m not OK; or you can tell my eyes to watch out for my mind it might be walking out on me today.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 { CHORUS } \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 But don\u2019t tell my heart \u2013 my achy breaky heart, I just don\u2019t think he\u2019d under–stand; and if you tell my heart \u2013 my achy breaky heart he might blow up and kill this man. Oooooo<\/span><\/p>\n

Ain\u2019t Gonna Rain no Mo\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n

[REFRAIN]<\/span><\/p>\n

Oh, a peanut sat on the railroad track. It\u2019s heart was all a–flutter. Around the bend came Number Ten. Toot! Toot! Peanut butter<\/span><\/p>\n

[REFRAIN] It ain\u2019t gonna rain no more, no more. It ain\u2019t gonna rain no more. How in the heck can I wash my neck, if it ain\u2019t gonna rain no more<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

My uncle built a chimney. He built it up so high.\u00a0 He had to tear it down again to let the moon go by!<\/span><\/p>\n

A rich man rides a taxi. A poor man rides a train.\u00a0 A bum he walks on the railroad tracks, and gets there just the same<\/span><\/p>\n

[REFRAIN]<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

A man laid down by the sewer, and by the sewer he died; and at the coroners inquest they called it \u201csewercide\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

We gather in the Plaza Club, on Saturdays at four.\u00a0 We listen to the music and we sing it out once more.<\/span><\/p>\n

[REFRAIN] It ain\u2019t gonna rain no more, no more. It ain\u2019t gonna rain no more. How in the heck can I wash my neck, if it ain\u2019t gonna rain no more<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Cab Driver<\/span><\/p>\n

Cab driver, drive by Mary\u2019s place. I just want a chance to see her face. Never mind the meter, let it race. Cab driver, drive by Mary\u2019s place.<\/span><\/p>\n

Cab driver, once more \u2019round the block. Never mind the tickin\u2019 of the clock. I only wish we could have had a talk. Cab driver, once more \u2019round the block.<\/span><\/p>\n

Cab driver, once more down the street. There\u2019s a little place we used to eat. That\u2019s where I laid my future at her feet. Cab driver, once more down the street.<\/span><\/p>\n

Cab driver, wait here by the door. Perhaps I\u2019ll hold her in my arms once more. Then things will be just like they were before. Cab driver, wait here by the door.<\/span><\/p>\n

Cab driver, better take me home. I guess that I was meant to be alone. I hope God sends me a loved one of my own. Cab driver, better take me home <\/span><\/p>\n

Bicycle Built for Two<\/span><\/p>\n

Daisy! Daisy! Give me your answer true. I\u2019m half crazy all for the love of you! It won\u2019t be a stylish marriage. I can\u2019t afford a carriage. But you\u2019ll look sweet upon the seat of a bicycle built for two.<\/span><\/p>\n

Henry, Henry, Here is my answer true. I\u2019ll not marry just for the love of you. There won\u2019t be any marriage if you can\u2019t afford a carriage. Cause I\u2019ll be damned, if I\u2019ll be crammed on a bicycle built for two.<\/span><\/p>\n

Happy Birthday<\/span><\/p>\n

Happy Birthday to You<\/span>
\nHappy Birthday to You<\/span>
\nHappy Birthday dear -NAME-<\/span>
\nHappy Birthday to You<\/span><\/p>\n

Catch a Falling Star<\/span><\/p>\n

{ CHORUS } \u2013 \u2013 Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket. Never let it fade away! Catch a falling star an\u2019 put it in your pocket. Save it for a rainy day!<\/span><\/p>\n

For love may come an\u2019 tap you on the shoulder, Some star-less night! Just in case you feel you wanna\u2019 hold her, You\u2019ll have a pocketful of starlight!<\/span><\/p>\n

{ CHORUS } \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013<\/span>
\n<\/span><\/p>\n

For when your troubles start\u2019n\u2019 multiplyin\u2019, An\u2019 they just might! It\u2019s easy to forget them without tryin\u2019, With just a pocketful of starlight!<\/span><\/p>\n

{ CHORUS } \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket. Never let it fade away! Catch a falling star an\u2019 put it in your pocket. Save it for a rainy day!<\/span><\/p>\n

Save it for a rainy day!<\/span><\/p>\n

Deep in the Heart of Texas<\/span><\/p>\n

The stars at night are big and bright (clap) deep in the heart of Texas.<\/span>
\nThe prairie sky is wide and high (clap) deep in the heart of Texas.<\/span><\/p>\n

The sage in bloom is like perfume (clap) deep in the heart of Texas.<\/span>
\nRe- -minds me of the one I love (clap) deep in the heart of Texas.<\/span><\/p>\n

The coyotes wail along the trail (clap) deep in the heart of Texas.<\/span>
\nThe rabbits rush around the brush (clap) deep in the heart of Texas.<\/span><\/p>\n

The cowboys cry ki yippee yi (clap) deep in the heart of Texas.<\/span>
\nThe dawgies bawl and bawl and bawl (clap) deep in the heart of Texas.<\/span><\/p>\n

Doggie in the Window<\/span><\/p>\n

{ CHORUS }<\/span><\/p>\n

[Verse 1] – – – – – I must take a trip to California, and leave my poor sweetheart alone. If he has a dog he won’t be lonesome, and the doggie will have a good home.<\/span><\/p>\n

{ CHORUS } – – – – – How much is that doggie in the window? The one with the waggley tail? How much is that doggie in the window? I do hope that doggie’s for sale.<\/span><\/p>\n

[Verse 2] – – – – – I read in the paper there are robbers With flashlights that shine in the dark My love needs a doggie to protect him And scare them away with one bark<\/span><\/p>\n

{ CHORUS }<\/span><\/p>\n

[Verse 3] – – – – – I don’t want a bunny or a kitty I don’t want a parrot that talks. I don’t want a bowl of little fishies. You can’t take a goldfish for walks.<\/span><\/p>\n

{ CHORUS }<\/span><\/p>\n

Down in the Valley<\/span><\/p>\n

Down in the valley valley so low<\/span>
\nHang your head over hear the wind blow<\/span>
\nHear the wind blow dear hear the wind blow<\/span>
\nHang your head over hear the wind blow.<\/span><\/p>\n

Roses love sunshine violets love dew<\/span>
\nAngels in Heaven know I love you<\/span>
\nKnow I love you, Dear know I love you<\/span>
\nAngels in Heaven know I love you.<\/span><\/p>\n

If you don\u2019t love me, love whom you please<\/span>
\nThrow your arms \u2019round me give my heart ease.<\/span>
\nGive my heart ease, Love give my heart ease<\/span>
\nThrow your arms \u2019round me give my heart ease.<\/span><\/p>\n

Writing this letter, containing three lines,<\/span>
\nAnswer my question, \u201cWill you be mine?\u201d<\/span>
\n\u201cWill you be mine, Dear, will you be mine,\u201d<\/span>
\nAnswer my question, \u201cWill you be mine?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Write me a letter send it by mail<\/span>
\nSend it in care of Birmingham jail<\/span>
\nBirmingham jail, Love Birmingham jail<\/span>
\nSend it in care of Birmingham jail.<\/span><\/p>\n

Elvira<\/span><\/p>\n

Elvira, Elvira.. My heart’s on fire for Elvira.<\/span><\/p>\n

VERSE 1 – – – Eyes that look like Heaven, lips like sherry wine. That girl can sure enough make my little light shine. I get a funny feelin’ up and down my spine..<\/span>
\n cause I know that my Elvira’s mine.<\/span><\/p>\n

So, I’m singin’..Elvira, Elvira.. <\/span>My heart’s on fire for Elvira.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Giddy Up, Oom Poppa, Omm Poppa, Mow, Mow.\u00a0 <\/span> Giddy Up, Oom Poppa, Omm Poppa, Mow, Mow.<\/span>\u00a0 Heigh-ho, Silver, a-way.<\/span><\/p>\n

VERSE 2- – – Tonight I’m gonna meet her, at the Hungry House Cafe. And I’m gonna give her all the love I can. She’s gonna jump and holler, ’cause I saved up my last two dollars.. we’re gonna search, and find that preacher man.<\/span><\/p>\n

CHORUS: <\/span> And, I’m singin’..Elvira, Elvira.. <\/span><\/span>My heart’s on fire for Elvira.<\/span> <\/span><\/p>\n

Giddy Up, Oom Poppa, Omm Poppa, Mow, Mow. Giddy Up, Oom Poppa, Omm Poppa, Mow, Mow. Heigh-ho, Silver, a-way.<\/span><\/p>\n

[abrupt stop] Elvira<\/span><\/p>\n

Hush Little Baby<\/span><\/p>\n

Hush, little baby don\u2019t say a word, Papa\u2019s gonna buy you a mocking bird. And if that mocking bird won\u2019t sing, Papa\u2019s gonna buy you a diamond ring.<\/span><\/p>\n

A nd if that diamond ring is brass, Papa\u2019s gonna buy you a looking glass. And if that looking glass gets broke, Papa\u2019s gonna buy you a billy goat.<\/span><\/p>\n

And if that billy goat don\u2019t pull, Papa\u2019s gonna buy you a cart and bull. And if that cart and bull turn over, Papa\u2019s gonna buy you a dog called Rover.<\/span><\/p>\n

And if that dog called Rover don\u2019t bark, Papa\u2019s gonna buy you a horse and cart. And if that horse and cart turn round, You\u2019re still the sweetest little babe in town.<\/span><\/p>\n

Drinking Champagne<\/span><\/p>\n

{ CHORUS } – – – – – I’m drinking champagne feelin’ no pain till early morning. Dinin’ and dancin’ with every pretty girl I can find. Having a fling with a pretty young thing till early morning, knowin’ tomorrow I’ll wake up with you on my mind.<\/span><\/p>\n

A guilty conscience? I guess. Though I must con- -fess; I never loved you much when you were mine.<\/span><\/p>\n

{ CHORUS }<\/span><\/p>\n

Guilty conscience? I guess. Though I must con- -fess; I never loved you much when you were mine.<\/span><\/p>\n

{ CHORUS } So I’ll keep drinking champagne feelin’ no pain till early morning. Dinin’ and dancin’ with every pretty girl I can find. I’m havin’ a fling with a pretty young thing till early morning, knowin’ tomorrow I’ll wake up with you on my mind.<\/span><\/p>\n

Knowin’ tomorrow I’ll wake up with you on my mind.<\/span><\/p>\n

I\u2019ll Fly Away<\/span><\/p>\n

One fine morning when this life is over I\u2019ll fly away. To a land where joys will never end I\u2019ll fly away . . .<\/span><\/p>\n

{ CHORUS } I\u2019ll fly away, O Glory. I\u2019ll fly away.
\nWhen I rise, Hallelujah, by and by, I\u2019ll fly away
\n<\/span><\/p>\n

When dark shadows of this life draw nigh, I\u2019ll fly away. Like a bird above these walls I\u2019ll fly. I\u2019ll fly away . . .<\/span><\/p>\n

{ CHORUS } I\u2019ll fly away, O Glory. I\u2019ll fly away.
\nWhen I rise, Hallelujah, by and by, I\u2019ll fly away
\n<\/span><\/p>\n

Just a few more weary days and then I\u2019ll fly away. To a home secure and without end, I\u2019ll fly away <\/span><\/p>\n

{ CHORUS } I\u2019ll fly away, O Glory. I\u2019ll fly away.<\/span>
\n When I rise, Hallelujah, by and by, I\u2019ll fly away <\/span><\/p>\n

Waltz Across Texas<\/span><\/p>\n

When we dance together my world\u2019s in disguise. It\u2019s a fairyland tale that come true. And when you look at me with those stars in your eyes; I could waltz across Texas with you.<\/span><\/p>\n

{ CHORUS }\u00a0 Waltz across Texas with you in my arms. Waltz across Texas with you. Like a storybook ending, I\u2019m lost in your charms;\u00a0 <\/span>I could waltz across Texas with you.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

VIOLIN SOLO<\/span><\/p>\n

My heartaches and troubles are just up and gone, the moment that you come in view. And with your hand in mine dear I could dance on and on. I could waltz across Texas with you.<\/span><\/p>\n

{ CHORUS }\u00a0 Waltz across Texas with you in my arms. Waltz across Texas with you. Like a storybook ending, I\u2019m lost in your charms;\u00a0 I could waltz across Texas with you.<\/span><\/p>\n

Like a storybook ending, I\u2019m lost in your charms; and I could waltz across Texas with you.<\/span><\/p>\n

Leaving on Jet Plane<\/span><\/p>\n

[Verse 1] – – – – – All my bags are packed, I’m ready to go. I’m standing here outside your door. I hate to wake you up to say goodbye. But the dawn is breaking, it’s early morn. The taxi’s waiting, he’s blowing his horn. Already I’m so lonesome I could die.<\/span><\/p>\n

{ CHORUS } – – – – – So kiss me and smile for me. Tell me that you’ll wait for me. Hold me like you’ll never let me go. I’m leaving on a jet plane. Don’t know when I’ll be back again. Oh babe, I hate to go.<\/span><\/p>\n

[Verse 2] – – – – – There’s so many times I’ve let you down. So many times I’ve played around. I tell you now they don’t mean a thing. Every place I go I’ll think of you. Every song I sing I’ll sing for you. When I come back I’ll bring your wedding ring.<\/span><\/p>\n

– – – – – – – – – – – – – { CHORUS }<\/span><\/p>\n

[Verse 3] – – – – – Now the time has come to leave you. One more time let me kiss you. Then close your eyes I’ll be on my way. Dream about the days to come. When I won’t have to leave alone. About the times I won’t have to say.<\/span><\/p>\n

– – – – – – – – – – – – – { CHORUS }<\/span><\/p>\n

Oh Suzanna<\/span><\/p>\n

Well, I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee. And I\u2019m bound for Louisiana, oh my own true love for to see.<\/span><\/p>\n

It rained all night the day I left. The weather it was dry. The sun so hot \u2013 I froze to death \u2013 Susanna, don\u2019t you cry<\/span><\/p>\n

[CHORUS ] \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 oh, Susannah. Now, don\u2019t you cry for me. I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee<\/span><\/p>\n

Well, I had myself a dream the other night, when everything was still. I dreamed that I saw Susannah girl. A-coming around the hill.<\/span><\/p>\n

A buckwheat cake was in her mouth, a tear was in her eye. I said, I come from Dixie land \u2013 Susannah, don\u2019t you cry<\/span><\/p>\n

[CHORUS ]<\/span><\/p>\n

I\u2019m comin down to New Orleans,and then I\u2019ll look around, and when I find Susannah girl, I\u2019ll fall down to the ground.<\/span><\/p>\n

and if I do not find her there, Alas, I\u2019ll surely die, and when I\u2019m dead and buried there, \u2060Susannah, don\u2019t you cry.<\/span><\/p>\n

[CHORUS ]<\/span><\/p>\n

The Riddle Song<\/span><\/p>\n

I gave my love a cherry, that had no stone.<\/span>
\nI gave my love a chicken, that had no bone.<\/span>
\nI told my love a story that had no end.<\/span>
\nI gave my love a baby with no cry- -ing.<\/span><\/p>\n

How can there be a cherry that has no stone?<\/span>
\nAnd how can there be a chicken that has no bone?<\/span>
\nAnd how can there be a story that has no end?<\/span>
\nAnd how can there be a baby with no cry- -ing?<\/span><\/p>\n

A cherry when it\u2019s blooming, it has no stone.<\/span>
\nA chicken when it\u2019s piping, it has no bone.<\/span>
\nThe story that I love you, it has no end.<\/span>
\nA baby when it\u2019s sleeping, it\u2019s not cry- -ing.<\/span><\/p>\n

I gave my love a cherry, that had no stone.<\/span>
\nI gave my love a chicken, that had no bone.<\/span>
\nI told my love a story that had no end.<\/span>
\nI gave my love a baby with no cry- -ing.<\/span><\/p>\n

Tom Dooley<\/span><\/p>\n

[SPOKEN] – – – – Throughout history there have been many songs written about the eternal triangle. This next one tells the story of a Mr. Grayson, a beautiful woman, and a condemned man named Tom Dooley. When the sun rises tomorrow, Tom Dooley must hang.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

{ CHORUS } – – – – – Hang down your head,Tom Dooley. Hang down your head and cry. Hang down your head, Tom Dooley. Poor boy, you’re bound to die.<\/span><\/p>\n

I met her on the mountain, there I took her life. Met her on the mountain, stabbed her with my knife.<\/span><\/p>\n

{ CHORUS }<\/span><\/p>\n

This time tomorrow, reckon where I’ll be . . . Hadn’t-a been for Grayson, I’d-a been down in Tennessee.<\/span><\/p>\n

{ CHORUS }<\/span><\/p>\n

This time tomorrow, reckon where I’ll be . . . Down in some lonesome valley hangin’ from a white oak tree.<\/span><\/p>\n

{ CHORUS }<\/span>
\n[Repeat CHORUS] – Bill sing main line, Robert sing syncopation<\/span>
\nPoor boy, you’re bound to die.<\/span><\/p>\n

You are my Sunshine<\/span><\/p>\n

Announce: Rewrite for Jen Long\u2019s daughter.<\/span><\/p>\n

The other night dear, as I lay sleeping. I dreamed that you had gone away. When I awoke dear, I was mistaken. For right there in your bed you lay.<\/span><\/p>\n

[ CHORUS] You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are gray. \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 You\u2019ll never know dear, how much I love you. Please don\u2019t take my sunshine away.<\/span><\/p>\n

You told me once dear you really loved me, and no one else could come betweeen. But you grew up dear. You found a love dear. And I can see he\u2019s the man of your dreams.<\/span><\/p>\n

{ CHORUS }<\/span><\/p>\n

In all my dreams dear, I really love you. I know that I could not be wrong. And I am happy, to see a woman, who is now so happy and so strong.<\/span><\/p>\n

{ CHORUS }<\/span><\/p>\n

These and more \u201cOn the Rocks\u201d songs can be seen at www.robertandrews.net<\/span><\/p>\n

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Achy Breaky Heart [ VERSE] \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 You can tell the world, you never was my girl. You can burn my clothes up when I\u2019m gone. You can tell your friends just what a fool I\u2019ve been, and laugh and joke about me on the phone. You can tell … CLICK TO VIEW SONG– Ukulele Recital – Sing Along Words<\/span><\/a><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[76,96],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-22151","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-class-pages","category-violin-parts"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22151","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=22151"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22151\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":27397,"href":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22151\/revisions\/27397"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=22151"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=22151"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=22151"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}