they are still favorites of mine. Although these days, I listen to their collection of kids' songs. We play it in my classroom.
PUFF (THE MAGIC DRAGON)
THE FOX
SOMAGWAZA/HEY, MOTSWALA
INSIDE
GARDEN SONG
THE EDDYSTONE LIGHT
I KNOW AN OLD LADY WHO SWALLOWED A FLY
SOMOS EL BARCO
PASTURES OF PLENTY
HOME ON THE RANGE/DON'T EVER TAKE AWAY MY FREEDOM
RIGHT FIELD
POEM FOR ERIKA/FOR BABY
WE SHALL OVERCOME
I love all of them, although my 2 favorites are The Garden Song and Right Field.
Right Field never fails to generate misty eyes:
Saturday summers, when I was a kid
We'd run to the schoolyard and here's what we did
We'd pick out the captains and we'd choose up the teams
It was always a measure of my self esteem
Cuz the fastest, the strongest, played shortstop and first
The last ones they picked were the worst
I never needed to ask, it was sealed,
I just took up my place in right field.
Playing...
chorus:
Right field, it's easy, you know.
You can be awkward and you can be slow
That's why I'm here in right field
Just watching the dandelions grow
Playing right field can be lonely and dull
Little Leagues never have lefties that pull
I'd dream of the day they'd hit one my way
They never did, but still I would pray
That I'd make a fantastic catch on the run
And not lose the ball in the sun
And then I'd awake from this long reverie
And pray that the ball never came out to me
Here in...
(chorus)
Off in the distance, the game's dragging on,
There's strikes on the batter, some runners are on.
I don't know the inning, I've forgotten the score.
The whole team is yelling and I don't know what for.
Then suddenly everyone's looking at me
My mind has been wandering; what could it be?
They point at the sky and I look up above
And a baseball falls into my glove!
Here in right field, it's important you know.
You gotta know how to catch, you gotta know how to throw,
That's why I'm here in right field, just watching the dandelions grow!