Mardi Gras Songs for Long Term Care Residents

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My Ideas for Mardi Gras Songs for Long Term Care Residents

Songs
Hail, Hail the Gang’s all here

When the Saints Go Marching In

Who else is marching in? -people in the group- soldiers- children

If You Are Happy and You Know It

Clap hands, stamp feet , shout horray etc

Ain’t we got fun

Every morning
Every evening
Ain't we got fun
Not much money
Oh but honey
Ain't We Got Fun
The rent's unpaid dear
We have'nt a bus
But smiles were made dear
For people like us

In the winter
In the summer
Don't we have fun
Times are bum and getting bummer
Still we have fun
There's nothing surer
The rich get rich and the poor get children
In the meantime
In between time
Ain't we got fun

Let Me Call You Sweetheart

Baby Face

The Band Played on

For Me and My Gal

Happy days are here again
The skies above are clear again
So let's sing a song of cheer again
Happy days are here again

K-K-K-Katy, beautiful Katy,
You're the only g-g-g-girl that I adore;
When the m-m-m-moon shines,
Over the cowshed,
I'll be waiting at the k-k-k-kitchen door.
K-K-K-Katy, beautiful Katy,
You're the only g-g-g-girl that I adore;
When the m-m-m-moon shines,
Over the cowshed,
I'll be waiting at the k-k-k-kitchen door

Oh Susanna

There is a tavern in the town

There is a tavern in the town (in the town)
And there my true love sits him down (sits him down)
And drinks his wine as merry as can be,
And never, never thinks of me.

Fare thee well, for I must leave thee,
Do not let this parting grieve thee,
And remember that the best of friends
Must part, must part.

Adieu, adieu kind friends, adieu (yes, adieu)
I can no longer stay with you, stay with you,
I'll hang my harp on the weeping willow tree,
And may the world go well with thee.

Show Me the way to go home

After the ball is over, after the break of morn,

After the dancers' leaving, after the stars are gone,

Many a heart is aching, if you could read them all—

Many the hopes that have vanished after the ball.