Songs your family used to sing to you as a child

There was a little girl
With a tiny little curl
Right in the middle of her forehead
And when she was good
She was very, very good
And when she was bad
She was horrid
I had the Irish freckles when young I used to hear Grandpa singing this one
Sheeeee's got freckles on her
BUT
Sheee's pretty (I would get so red hearing that and he'd laugh) :LOL:
 
I can't remember my mom doing much singing - dad was the vocalist. He also played guitar and had his little ditties.
H you huckle
B you buckle
H you huckle I
H you huckle
B you buckle
Huckleberry pie!

I also remember him singing "Wabash Cannonball", "In the Pines" and there were a few others that escape my memory. Here he is with his guitar and youngest brother - both gone now. Dad was 18 years older than Uncle Richard.

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The owl sat in the elms
At the falling of night
And behind those hills yonder
There the cuckoo called softly:

Cuckoo cuckoo
cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo
Cuckoo cuckoo
cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo

My mom sang it and we sang along. It has backing vocals. One sings the song and the other the chorus at the same time.

But we always sang it wrong. This is how it's supposed to be, but we sang:

there Roocoo (the name of the owl) faithfully keeps watch
Rookoo rookoo LOL I lately looked up the song and then saw the text was different. And an owl doesn't say Rookoo, but hoo hoo. I just hear a rookoo here. That's a pigeon LOL.
 
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She sang this for my kids too when we went to the playground.


And then we go to the playground
And we swing so nicely
Until we feel dizzy from spinning
And have had the lemonade
The whole day is a party then
Until we look like a beast
Now that we’ve had a wonderful time at the playground
 
No singers in my family.
My family loved to hear me laugh. This was the one my Grandfather and Mother
used to sing to me until I was about 5. I have been searching for this for ages finally found it.

Rufe Davis - The Old Sow Song​

Hi @IrishEyes not sad, I had a wonderful childhood and my parents /grandparents were fantastic, they just didn't sing to us.
 
my father would sing 99 bottles of beer on the wall and then have a beer, then 98 bottles of beer on the wall and have a beer, then 97 bottles of beer on the wall and have a beer. He never got below 80 bottles of beer on the wall so I don't know the rest of the lyrics.
 
My dad was the singer in the family and apparently he used to sing Moon River to me when I was a baby. I was born the year the song was released. He always called me his Huckleberry Friend when I was younger.

I do have vivid memories of him singing this too me when I was very young. I can't listen to the entire song now. Even listening to the intro hits me hard.

 
My dad was the singer in the family and apparently he used to sing Moon River to me when I was a baby. I was born the year the song was released. He always called me his Huckleberry Friend when I was younger.

I do have vivid memories of him singing this too me when I was very young. I can't listen to the entire song now. Even listening to the intro hits me hard.
That's how Moon River is to me. It was my parents' wedding song, and my father had it played at my mother's funeral more than 20 years ago. It still makes my eyes fill with tears. I never deliberately listen to it, but I hear it on occasion in other contexts.
 
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