To think that if I never hear Wind the fecking Bobbin Up again it'll be too soon!

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I find that song whiny and beyond annoying but they sing it at every singalong I've ever been to with DS! Are there any other kids songs that irritate MNetters?

Op I went to a play group with the worse singers ever, no great shakes I am no song bird however, I have never heard such leaden launch into this atrocity. I begged for a change in songs, but the old guard would have none of it, and looked at me like an alien when I dared to bring in a nursery ryhme book one day to try and get them to change the song. My heart sank when they launched into it.

Pull, pull, clap clap clap.

I know it's not very MN, but I love nursery rhymes, I used to work with dc and really enjoyed singing time.

Sleeping bunnies is one of my top favourites, not as good as the grand old duke of York though, that's the best one.

DS loves Glory Allelujah. It was only recently that I found out that the verse for the original started off with "John Brown's body lies a-rotting in his grave, John Brown's body lies a-rotting in his grave"!!

There's a very gruesome song to the tune of Glory Glory (which I think is actually called The Battle Hymn of the Republic?) about a paratrooper whose chute fails.

Sleeping bunnies is great. I can lie on the sofa singing and MNing while DD leaps around enthusiastically and wears herself out. I try to really stretch out the 'oh so still/are they ill' lines so that DD actually stays on the floor not climbing on my lap for a little bit longer.

My DCs are 17, 15 and almost 8. I've just realised, after reading your OP, that I haven't heard Wind the Bobbin (and all the others listed here) for a few years now. I feel quite sad

Bluestocking, yes that's the one!

Sirchenjin, I was just thinking the same. Mine are now 6 and 8 and I haven't heard that for years. It used to drive me mad at the time but I'm all nostalgic now.

I'd never heard "Wind the Bobbin" until we moved to Birmingham; so in my mind's ear it is always "Woind the Bobbin".

Have the wheels fallen off that bloody bus yet?

John Brown's body lies a-mouldering in the grave
His soul goes marching on.

It's a song about the abolitionist John Brown, who was definitely not a paratrooper! Maybe some lyrics about a paratrooper were written later?

pull, pull, clap clap clap. Grrrrrrr!

The paratrooper song is definitely, definitely a distinctly different entity from the John Brown's body song.

After a particular tough week with DS I worked out that, at the current rate, i was likely to have sung 'The Wheels on the Bus' approximately 3092 times by his second birthday.

The MNers on the bus go AIBU? AIBU? AIBU?

"John Brown's body lies a-mouldering in the grave" makes the myxomatosis-addled bunnies seem quite cheery :o

Blue! or they say 'did you mean to be so rude? Did you mean to be so rude? Did you mean to be so rude?'

Or "LTB! LTB! LTB!"

Crying with laughter at poo poo crap crap crap! I truly hate the Wheels on the bus.

Blue stocking, I have lived in this area for 17 years but I never knew I pronounced "roll" differently until we were singing Ten in the Bed and my odd pronunciation rang out clear and true through the room!

(Not in Birmingham, btw, just a different area from where I grew up).

He landed on a building like a lump of strawberry jam...?

Thats the version I grew up with

My favourite is Zoom zoom because DS shouts Tractor! Instead of Blast off! He loves tractors.

John Brown's body is the same tune as Our Sergeant Major (jumped from 40,000 feet) - both use the Battle Hymn of the Republic.

Both are still used as campfire songs in uniformed organisations (Guides, Scouts etc) :o

Our sergeant major jumped from 40,000 feet x 3
And he ain't gonna jump no more
Glory, glory, what a heck of a way to die x 3
And he ain't gonna jump no more

He landed on the tarmac like a lump of strawberry jam...
They put him in an envelope and sent him home to mum...
She put him on the mantelpiece for everyone to see...
The vicar came to tea and he spread him on his toast...
He went all green and mouldy so she threw him in the bin...

I forgot:

They scraped him off the tarmac with a shovel and a pick...

:o