We are the children who play in the park [ ... ]
The Children
Song Cycle by Theodore Ward Chanler (1902 - 1961)
1. The children  [sung text checked 1 time]
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- by Leonard Feeney (1897 - 1978), copyright ©
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This text may be copyright, so we will not display it until we obtain permission to do so or discover it is public-domain.2. Once upon a time  [sung text checked 1 time]
Once upon a time [ ... ]
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- by Leonard Feeney (1897 - 1978), "Once upon a time", copyright ©
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This text may be copyright, so we will not display it until we obtain permission to do so or discover it is public-domain.3. Wind  [sung text not yet checked]
Wind is to show How a thing can blow, And especially through trees; When it is fast It is called a blast, And it's otherwise known as a breeze. It begins somewhere in the sky, Like a sigh, Then it turns to a roar, And returns to a sigh once more. Wind is the air In your hair, When you stand On the sand By the shore. Wind will shake the lattices late at night, It will make the clouds go by; Anything easy that's hard to do, It is pretty sure to try: Blow down a pine, Clothes from a line, Tumble a chimney top. Wind is the general sound You hear around, That suddenly likes to stop.
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- by Leonard Feeney (1897 - 1978)
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Sleep is not something you worry about; Sleep is just something you do. Don't make resolutions to figure it out, But love it like children and sleep will come true. We never go to sleep to dream; We go to sleep to go to sleep. Unusual as it may seem, We never spend our time counting sheep. A little confidence does the trick When we climb into our beds, Instead of filling our heads With a lot of animals and arithmetic. We love the way we love to go to sleep; To sink into a slumber that is always pretty deep, To go sailing off to a star, To be buried in a field of hay, To stop remembering who we are When we're finished with our prayers and our play, After we have given you a goodnight kiss And closed our eyes like this: It's an awful lot of fun, And it's restful too; Do you see how it's done? Do you?
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- by Leonard Feeney (1897 - 1978)
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Researcher for this page: Garrett Medlock [Guest Editor]5. The rose  [sung text checked 1 time]
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- by Leonard Feeney (1897 - 1978), "The rose", copyright ©
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8. Moo is a Cow  [sung text checked 1 time]
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- by Leonard Feeney (1897 - 1978), "Moo is a Cow", copyright ©
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This text may be copyright, so we will not display it until we obtain permission to do so or discover it is public-domain.9. One of Us  [sung text not yet checked]
Husbands and wives! Are we not your little lives? Fathers and mothers! Who but we will be your others? Why do you fear us, freeze us Out of your heart? One of us was Jesus; He played our part, In His little manger, Smiling in His smallness, To protect us from the danger Of nothing-at-all-ness. One of us was God. Has this not been told abroad, To some by song, To some by star? Then when will we be known For what we are?
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- by Leonard Feeney (1897 - 1978)
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