Hello SongHello, bon jour, buenos diasGood day, guten tag, konnichi waCiao, shalom, dobrey dyenHello to all the children of the world
We live in different places from all around the worldWe speak in many different waysTho’ some things may be different,We’re children just the same,And we all like to sing and play
Do Your Ears Hang Low?Do your ears hang low?Do they wobble to and fro?Can you tie 'em in a knot?Can you tie 'em in a bow?Can you throw 'em o'er your shoulderLike a continental soldier?Do your ears hang low?
Pitter PatterPitter Patter, Pitter PatterDo you hear the rain?Pitter Patter, Pitter PatterOn the window pane.Dropping, dropping, dropping, droppingDropping on the ground.Dropping, dropping, dropping, droppingListen to the sound.
No More PieOh, my! (echo)No more pie, (echo)Pie’s too sweet, (echo)I want a piece of meat (echo)Meat’s too red (echo)I wanna piece of bread, (echo)Bread’s too brown, (echo)I think I’ll go to town, (echo)Town’s too far, (echo)I think I’ll take the car, (echo)Car won’t go, (echo)I fell and stubbed my toe (echo)Toe gives me pain, (echo)I think I’ll take the train, (echo)Train had a wreck, (echo)I fell and hurt my neck, (echo)Oh, my! (echo)No more pie, (echo)