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DOWN IN THE VALLEY WHERE THE GREEN GRASS GROWS/ THERE SAT SALLY AS
SWEET AS A ROSE./ SHE SANG, SHE SANG, SHE SANG SO SWEET/ ALONG CAME
JACK AND KISSED HER ON THE CHEEK./
HOW MANY KISSES DID HE GIVE HER? 1, 2, 3, ...

Where learned: RESTAURANT ; GOLDEN LION

Keyword(s): ENDURANCE ; Jump

Subject headings: Ballad Song Dance Game Music Verse -- Game Verse Game Verse

Date learned: 07-22-1964

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THE HENPECKED HUSBAND

A HENPECKED HUSBAND CAME TO THE RABBI TO ASK FOR A
DIVORCE. "HOW CAN YOU, A PIOUS MAN, THINK OF SUCH A
THING!" THE RABBI REBUKED HIM STERNLY. "DON'T
YOU KNOW WHAT THE TALMUD SAYS: 'WHEN A MAN DIVORCES
HIS WIFE, NOT ONLY THE ANGELS BUT THE VERY STONES
WEEP!'" "LISTEN, RABBI," REPLIED THE DISSATISFIED
HUSBAND, "IF THE ANGELS AND THE STONES WANT TO WEEP,
LET THEM. I WANT TO REJOICE!"

Submitter comment: ORIGIN: RABBI FROM ADAS SHALOM SYNOGOGUE.

Where learned: RESTAURANT ; GOLDEN LION

Subject headings: PROSE NARRATIVE -- Married couple

Date learned: 07-22-1964

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Tu B'Shvat Is Here (Song of Jewish Arbor Day)

The almond tree is growing
A golden sun is glowing
The birds sing out in joyous glee
From every roof and every tree

Let's make the land a garden
With water from the Jordan
And our land will flow once more
With milk and honey as of yore

Tu B'Shvat is here
The Jewish Arbor Day
Hail the trees' New Year
Happy Holiday


 

Submitter comment:

Origin: Learned it in Sunday School when she was younger.

 

Where learned: MICHIGAN ; DETROIT ; RESTAURANT ; GOLDEN LION

Subject headings: Ballad Song Dance Game Music Verse -- Song

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Pink Pajamas

I wear my pink pajamas in the summer when it's hot.
I wear my pink pajamas in the winiter when it's not.
And sometimes in the springtime and sometimes in the fall
I slip between the sheets with nothing on at all.

Chorus
Glory, Glory what's it to you
Glory, Glory what's it to you
Glory, Glory what's it to you
If I slip between the sheets with nothing on at all.

 

Submitter comment:

Origin: Song from Camp Tamarack at which informant was a counselor.

 

Where learned: MICHIGAN ; DETROIT ; RESTAURANT ; GOLDEN LION

Subject headings: Ballad Song Dance Game Music Verse -- Song

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