↑ Return to Themed songs

Transport

Little Silver Airplane

(to the tune of “Baa Baa Black Sheep”)

Little silver airplane
Up in the sky,
Where are you going
Flying so high?
Over the mountains
Over the sea
Little silver airplane
Please take me.

I’m a Yellow Helicopter

I’m a yellow helicopter
Sitting on the ground.
These are my rotor-blades
Slowly turning round.Faster now, and faster…
They’re spinning like a top.
Take off…
Turn around
Touch down…
Stop.

The Wheels on the Bus

The wheels on the bus go round and round

Round and round, round and round

The wheels on the bus go round and round

All though the town.

Other verses:

The wipers on the bus go swish, swish, swish.

The door on the bus goes open and shut, open and shut, open and shut.

The windows on the bus go up and down, up and down, up and down.

The driver on the bus says move on back, move on back, move on back.

The horn on the bus goes beep, beep, beep.

The people on the bus go up and down, up and down, up and down.

The babies on the bus go Waa, Waa, Waa.

The parents on the bus go Shh, Shh, Shh.

Rockets

Rockets flying out in space,
Rockets flying every place,
Rockets from Earth
to Venus and Mars,
to silver moons and shining stars.
Rockets to galaxies far away,
I think I’ll build a rocket some day.
I’ll fuel it first,
I’ll fly it away.
I’ll land in time
for Christmas day.
On Pluto, Neptune,
Saturn or Mars.
On a silver moon,
Or a shining star.

 Lonely Bus Driver

One lonely bus driver all alone and blue
He picked up a passenger and then there were two.
Two people riding, they stopped by a tree
They picked up a passenger, and then there were three.
Three people riding, they stopped by a store
They picked up a passenger, and then there were four.
Four people riding, happy and alive,
They picked up a passenger, and then there were five.
Five people riding open swung the door
Four passengers got off the bus,
The driver’s alone once more.

Down by the Station

Down by the station early in the morning
See the little pufferbellies all in a row
See the station master turn the little handle
Puff puff, toot toot, off we go.
(repeats)

Row, Row, Row Your Boat 

Row, row, row your boat
Gently down the stream.
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily,
Life is but a dream.


Workers at the Airport

(to the tune of “The Wheels on the Bus”)

Workers at the airport, Whom will we see? Whom will we see? Whom will we see?
Workers at the airport, Whom will we see?
Pilots flying the plane for me

Workers at the airport, Whom will we see? Whom will we see? Whom will we see?
Workers at the airport, Whom will we see?
Ticket agents giving tickets to me

Other Endings:
Luggage carriers taking bags for me
Attendants bringing food for me
Controllers watching planes for me