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Ealing Schools Music Association Concert

St Barnabas Church, Pitshanger Lane
Date: Tuesday 21st May
Time: 7:00PM

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E-wa-be-le-o
E-oo-wa-be-le
E-wa-le-be-o
E-wa-le-be-le

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He painted Salford’s smoky tops
On cardboard boxes from the shops,
And parts of Ancoats where I used to play.
I’m sure he once walked down our street
‘Cause he painted kids who had nowt on their feet;
The clothes they wore had all seen better days.

Now they said his works of art were dull –
“No room, old lad – the walls are full!”
But Lowry didn’t care much anyway.
They said, “He just paints cats and dogs
“And matchstalk men in boots and clogs!”
And Lowry said, “That’s just the way they’ll stay.”

And he painted matchstalk men and matchstalk cats and dogs.
He painted kids on the corner of the street that were sparking clogs.
Now he takes his brush and he waits outside them factory gates
To paint his matchstalk men and matchstalk cats and dogs.

Now canvas and brushes were wearing thin
When London started calling him
To come on down and wear the old flat cap.
They said, “Tell us all about your ways
“And all about them Salford days!
“Is it true you’re just an ordinary chap?”

And he painted matchstalk men and matchstalk cats and dogs.
He painted kids on the corner of the street that were sparking clogs.
Now he takes his brush and he waits outside them factory gates
To paint his matchstalk men and matchstalk cats and dogs.

Now Lowry’s hang upon the wall
Beside the greatest of them all;
And even the Mona Lisa takes a bow!
This tired old man with hair like snow
Told northern folk, “It’s time to go!”
The fever came and the good Lord mopped his brow.

And he left us matchstalk men and matchstalk cats and dogs.
He left us kids on the corner of the street that were sparking clogs.
Now he takes his brush and he waits outside them pearly gates
To paint his matchstalk men and matchstalk cats and dogs.

And he left us matchstalk men and matchstalk cats and dogs.
He left us kids on the corner of the street that were sparking clogs.
Now he takes his brush and he waits outside them pearly gates
To paint his matchstalk men and matchstalk cats and dogs.

[The good ship sails on the alley-alley-o, on the alley-alley-o!]

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Chorus:
I saw a mouse.
Where?
There on the stair.
Where on the stair?
Right there.
A little mouse with clogs on.
Well, I declare.
Going clip-clippety-clop on the stair.
Oh yeah.

1. A mouse lived in a windmill in old Amsterdam
A windmill with a mouse in and he wasn’t grousin’
He sang every morning, “How lucky I am,
Living in a windmill in old Amsterdam!”

2. This mouse he got lonesome, he took him a wife
A windmill with mice in, it’s hardly surprisin’
She sang every morning, “How lucky I am,
Living in a windmill in old Amsterdam!”

3. First they had triplets and then they had quins
A windmill with quins in, and triplets and twins in
They sang every morning, “How lucky we are
Living in a windmill in Amsterdam, ya!”

4. The daughters got married and so did the sons
The windmill had christ’nin’s when no one was list’nin’
They all sang in chorus, “How lucky we am Living in a windmill in old Amsterdam!”

5. A mouse lived in a windmill, so snug and so nice
There’s nobody there now but a whole lot of mice.

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The wind in the willows sang softly to me,
“Follow my voice wherever it leads
From mountains, through valleys, to deep rolling seas,
Borne on the wings of the breeze.”

Spin me your dream, more than silver and gold,
From sunshine and shadows and days long ago,
Where people are memories and stories unfold
Willows, the tales you have told me!

Wind in the willows, you just seem to know
Who you can turn to and which way to go
To unwind your wanderer’s mind.
Wind in the willows take me there!

Wind in the willows, you just seem to know
Who you can turn to and which way to go
Where people are memories and stories unfold.
Wind in the willows take me there!

Wind in the willows take me there!

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Come with me, and you’ll be
In a world of pure imagination
Take a look and you’ll see
Into your imagination

We’ll begin, with a spin
Trav’lling in a world of my creation
What we’ll see will defy explanation

If you want to view paradise
(…If you want paradise)
Simply look around and view it
(Simply view it)
Anything you want to, do it
(Aaah, Do it!)
Want to change the world?
There’s nothing to it
(Nothing to it!)

There is no life I know
To compare with pure imagination
Living there, you’ll be free
If you truly wish to be

You will find in your mind
There’s a world of endless fascination
No more fun place to be
Than in your imagination

You can dream any dream
You can savour ev’ry situation
Life in there’s a sensational sensation

If you want to see magic lands
(…..If you want magic lands)
Close your eyes and you will see one (You will see one)
Wanna be a dreamer? Be one!
(Aaah, Be one!)
Anytime you please
And please save me one!
(Please save me one!)

There is no place to go
To compare with your imagination
So go there to be free
If you truly wish to be

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With tuppence for paper and strings,
You can have your own set of wings;
With your feet on the ground, you’re a bird in flight
With your fist holding tight…to the string of your kite.

Oh! Oh! Oh!
Let’s…go…fly a kite
Up…to the highest height!
Let’s go fly a kite and send it soaring
Up…through the atmosphere,
Up…where the air is clear.
Oh, let’s go…fly a kite!

When you send it flying up there,
All at once you’re lighter than air;
You can dance on the breeze over houses and trees
With your fist holding tight…to the string of your kite.

Oh! Oh! Oh!
Let’s…go…fly a kite
Up…to the highest height!
Let’s go fly a kite and send it soaring
Up…through the atmosphere,
Up…where the air is clear.
Oh, let’s go…fly a kite! [x2]

Space (If I had a rocket)

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