First I didn't know just what it could be
Where or when it came from was a puzzle to me.
It looked like a leaf, no more like a bug
Didn't know what it was but I was glad that I dug.

So I showed it to my mom and I showed it to my dad
I showed it to my teacher and I really was glad.
We studied it with all our might
We found out it was a trilobite.

Trilobites are just one kind of fossil I learned
They can help geologists understand the earth.
Some fossils tell a story of what went before
Where they're found can help you understand more.

Did you ever think you'd find a shell on a mountain top?
Or tropical plants where it's never really hot.
How 'bout a giant footprint as big as it can be?
Or petrified wood from a million year old tree?

I'm goin' out diggin' goin' back out soon
I'm takin' all my fingers and my knife and fork and spoon.
I may find a fossil or maybe not
But either way I'll learn a lot.
Diggin' in the dirt on a sunny afternoon...


Talkin' Dinosaur Blues
By Joan Maute
©Studio 2

I was walking through the swamp and what did I see?
It was a group of dinosaurs coming after me.
They looked real big and very scary
But they also looked smooth, not a one was hairy!

Oh boy, what a walk!.

The first one I saw had a huge fancy collar
And he motioned at me to come and "follar".
I followed him 'cause I couldn't call the cops
He told me he was a triceratops

He was a plant eater, with three horns

The next one had spikes on his back and tail
They were for protection and I doubt they'd fail.
Stegosaurus was his name I remember that
His legs were short in front, and long in back

What a body guard!

I heard a big noise way up in the skyl
And I looked up and saw a dinosaur could fly.
Pterodactyl was its name it was hard to ignore
Swooped and dipped and smiled as it soared.

Talk about a Big Bird!

Brontosaurus was slow but large you see
It ate plants and veggies but it wouldn't eat me.
Trachodon would eat its fill through a great big mouth
Shaped like a bill.

So far, so good.!

So here I was in the middle of the swamp
Walkin' along to the dinosaur stomp.
We all felt good and we started to sing
Then up roared the fearful dinosaur king.

Tyrannosaurus Rex, a meat eater, we all ran away, real fast.!

The Muse
Ann Mortifee and Valerie Hennell
© Jabula Music

There’s a little man who lives right down, right down inside of my guitar
And every time I’m feelin’ blue he pops his head right up on through and says,
“Hey Girl, let’s play”
And he gives me a song and I learn to sing along
He gives me a tune and I learn to play it soon
We sing and we play until the end of the day
Don’t ever think it’s me, pretty soon you’re gonna see, it’s just the little man, and me.

There’s a little man who lives right down, right down inside of my guitar
And when my heart is weakening he does some chin-ups on the strings and says,
“Hey Girl, let’s play”
And if I break a string well it’s no big thing
‘Cause if I don’t do well, well, he’ll never tell\
‘Cause that little guy’s insane and he will always take the blame
Don’t ever think it’s me, pretty soon you’re gonna see, it’s just the little man, and me.

He has a little kettle and he brews his cup of tea
And when my voice is weary well he shares his tea with me
He has a little sofa, he has a little bed
And he has a little map of the inside of my head.

Well there’s a little man who lives right down, right down inside of my guitar
And when I feel I want to cry he has his cue sheet standing my he snaps his fingers counts the time and starts me on the opening line and says,
“Hey Girl, let’s play.”
And I don’t know what I’d do if that little guy got blue,
I don’t know where I’d be if he wasn’t here with me
He loves his little home I guess I’ll never be alone,
It will always be the little man and me…

There’s a little man who lives right down, right down inside of my guitar
Do you see the little man who lives right down, down inside of my guitar.

The Ballad of the Portable Kid
By Joan Maute
© Studio 2 Music


Once I knew a boy he was his parents pride and joy.
From the age of two years old he was always on the road,
A new deminsion to everything he lent.

They called him portable kid, loveable kid, likeable kid and friend.
Portable kid with the handle on his back.
Portable kid, take along kid, movable kid, and son,
Portable kid the one who's in the pack.

Whether hiking through the woods or going swimming with his dad.
Or a weekend in a cottage to the north,
He was always right there sharing love and life and care,
Full of wonder and happiness of course.

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They called him portable kid, loveable kid, likeable kid and friend.
Portable kid with the handle on his back.
Portable kid, take along kid, movable kid, and son,
Portable kid the one who's in the pack.

.They played tennis in the park went to museums full of art.
They went dining, driving, doing up the town.
His bright eyes would take it in his mouth would kiss it with a grin,
Sights and pleasures in his head were spinning 'round.

They called him portable kid, loveable kid, likeable kid and friend.
Portable kid with the handle on his back.
Portable kid, take along kid, movable kid, and son,
Portable kid the one who's in the pack.

A Special Bond
By Joan Maute
© Studio 2 Music

Leavin’ from Toronto with a tear in your eye
And an achin’ heart you’ve never felt before.
Sortin’ out the brand new pain of sayin’ goodbye
Sayin’ that you’ll never say hello anymore.

We say the joy is worth the pain of leaving.
We tell you loving friends are special and they’re rare.
You shake your head refusing not believing,
The hurting only goes to show how much you care.

This is the first time in your life.
This is a special bond no one will ever tear.
The first time it’s hurt to say goodbye.
It’s growing up to know that far apart you still can share.

The sky is dark and overcast reflecting your gloom.
The wipers rush to chase the mist away.
The suns streaks through the clouds creating a loom.
The rainbow strands begin erasing all of the grey.

We say the joy is worth the pain of leaving.
We tell you loving friends are special and they’re rare.
You shake your head refusing not believing,
The hurting only goes to show how much you care.

This is the first time in your life.
This is a special bond no one will ever tear.
The first time it’s hurt to say goodbye.
It’s growing up to know that far apart you still can share.

The time goes on the seasons change you’ve regained your smile.
Later on you find you meet again.
You say hello; you say goodbye; you laugh all the while
As you come to realize you still have your friend.

You say the joy is worth the pain of leaving.
You tell us loving friends are special and they’re rare.
And now at last you finally are believing,
That time and distance cannot change how much you care.

For the rest of your life, you have a special bond no one will ever tear.
Yes for the rest of your life, you know that though your friends are miles away,

They still ae there. For the rest of your life.

Mulberry Crush
By Ann Mortifee
© Jabula Music

Chorus: The sky was yellow, trees were red.
Grass was purple and oranges were bread.
Laughter was pink, noses blue,
Hair was green and happy were you.

And when you tried to run down a hill,
All you did was stand there still,
And when you tried to climb to the top,
All you did was drop, drop, drop, drop,

Chorus

The most expensive thing you could gain,
Was a turquoise daisy chain,
And the cheapest thing you could get,
Was a diamond set, set, set, set,

Chorus

Dogs they all lived up in trees,
And it was common for a skunk to sneeze
Fishes they all seemed to fly,
So did I...,

Chorus

Children loved to swing from stars,
And from bushes to pick candy bars,
And beds were all made out of ice cream,
They love to dream...you see

The sky was yellow, trees were red.
Grass was purple and oranges were bread.
Laughter was pink, noses blue,
Hair was green and horses went moo!.

A Raindrop’s Lament
By Joan Maute
© Studio 2 Music

I speak for raindrops and we’re really upset
If you watch the news we always get the bad press
They tell you we’re coming to ruin your plans
But rainbows they’ve got a lot of fans.

I’ve never known anyone who didn’t like rainbows
I’ve never known a rainbow to b ring out a frown.
It just isn’t fair this love for rainbows,
they’re nothing at all if we’re not around.

Violet veers off course all the time.
The blues bounce and fall as they climb.
Green goes crazy, yellow yackety yacks.
Orange oinks, red rides on it’s back.

Why do you think they call it a rainbow?
You wouldn’t believe the work we must do.
The raindrops divide and reflect the rainbow
Without the rain, a rainbow is through..

A Treasure We All Can Win
By Joan Maute
© Studio 2 Music

They said to look for the rainbow, they said you’ll find gold at its end.
They said over and under and behind the rainbow’s a treasure we all can win.

So I followed the crowd and off we raced in search of a dream after rainbows we chased
Running in, out, around, and sometimes below
Where our steps would lead we’d never know.

We found all the red, the blue and the green, orange and yellow and colors between
We never asked why, we always ran on, madly searching for our rainbow song.

They said to look for the rainbow, they said you’ll find gold at its end.
They said over and under and behind the rainbow’s a treasure we all can win.

The I cut my pace and I finally slowed down, I was catching my breath as I looked around.
I found I was standing at the rainbow’s end. The treasure was with me; it had always been.

And now I look back to a time far away; did I keep what I found, was it worth what I paid?
The answer’s no question, beginnings and end, it’s always with you; it comes from within.

They said to look for the rainbow, they said you’ll find gold at its end.
They said over and under and behind the rainbow’s a treasure we all can win.

Talkin' Rainbow Repairman Blues
By Joan Maute
© Studio 2 Music

I got a strange call the other night
They wanted me to work at the first dawn's light.
It was an emergency, no doubt about that!
Some fool had smashed a rainbow flat.
I said, "OK. What? A broken rainbow? Right!"

You see I fix TVs and video games.
They thought fixin' a rainbow would be the same.
I was just to think of the sky as a screen
And bring my tools to fine tune green.
Oh well, why not?

The very next morning they met me where
The rainbow beams were scrambled in the air.
Not only was there trouble with the green,
But some short circuit was shuffling dreams.
People's wishes got mixed up. What a mess.

Now I'd never thought about it before
But rainbows have a pretty tough chore.
They represent so many things,
Hopes, sings, and in-betweens,
And this one was broken. I was glad to help.

I fixed the green in the bat of an eye.
The rainbow looked perfect in the sky.
But the dreams and the wishes still got mixed up
So the dreamers and the wishers were out of luck.
The dreams and wishes were granted, but went to someone else.

I finally found the defective part
And fixing it really warmed my heart.
Because you know people need their dreams
And fixing a rainbow's more important than fixing machines.

Pick it Up (Don't throw it Down)
By Joan Maute
© Studio 2 Music

Trash should not be on the ground
Pick it up don't thrown it down.
Do you part, our land will be safe and clean for you and me.

When you have some candy, popcorn, fruit, or gum
It will be real dandy to do this when you're done.
Look for a garbage can; put trash where it belongs
Help us take care of our land and remember this song,

Trash should not be on the ground
Pick it up don't thrown it down.
Do you part, our land will be safe and clean for you and me.

Take a look around you and tell me what you see
A park some grass a room with class that should be litter free.
So when you're cleaning up your room or riding in the car
Sing this song, it can't be wrong for people near and far

Trash should not be on the ground
Pick it up don't thrown it down.
Do you part our land will be safe and clean for you and me.

Litter can be paper, or toys or cans or plates
Help us now and later a clean world cannot wait.
Don't throw things out car windows don't leave things on the floor.
Take some time do what is fine and sing this song once more.

Trash should not be on the ground
Pick it up don't thrown it down.
Do you part, our land will be safe and clean for you and me.
Safe and clean for you an me.

Use It Again
By Joan Maute
© Studio 2 Music

When we recycle we use it again.
When we recycle we're the world's friend.
We're saving power, resources and trees,
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So don't throw it out, recycle it please.

.We should be very sure we don't use more than our share.
Then in the future, our resources will still be there.
Look for cans or bottles, you use them everywhere
When youdo recycle them, show the world you really care.

When we recycle we use it again.
When we recycle we're the world's friend.
We're saving power, resources and trees,
So don't throw it out, recycle it please.

.When you use paper you know it had to come from trees.
So when you're done don't throw it out, won't you recycle, please?
Our land, water, and air; our energy and trees
Should always be right there for all to share love and see.

When we recycle we use it again.
When we recycle we're the world's friend.
We're saving power, resources and trees,
So don't throw it out, recycle it please.

Let Us Plant a Tree
By Joan Maute
© Studio 2 Music

Let us plant a tree, see how lovely it will be.
Watch it stretch and grow in the sun.
And then years away we will hear them say,
See what man and nature have done.

Branches will be strong and the leaves will sing a song.
As the roots hold fast in the wind.
Such a simple joy for every girl and boy,
To feel that you're nature's friend.

Let us plant a tree, see how lovely it will be.
Watch it stretch and grow in the sun.
And then years away we will hear them say,
See what man and nature have done.

Keep our forests green keep the air so fresh and clean.
Keep the deep clear blue or our lakes.
For this is our land we should help it all we can,
We should give back more than we take.

Let us plant a tree, see how lovely it will be.
Watch it stretch and grow in the sun.
And then years away we will hear them say,
See what man and nature have done.

Many gifts it gives homes for animals to live.
Air and shade for you and for me.
As it grows so tall, it reminds us all
How our forests and world should be.

Let us plant a tree, see how lovely it will be.
Watch it stretch and grow in the sun.
And then years away we will hear them say,
See what man and nature have done.

In your own back yard to plant a tree's not hard.
You can help with water and care
So be nature's friend, pass it on so it won't end.
There'll be trees for all of us to share.

Let us plant a tree, see how lovely it will be.
Watch it stretch and grow in the sun.
And then years away we will hear them say,
See what man and nature have done.

Let us plant a tree, see how lovely it will be...

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