Passover song compendium
Phillip Sego
(To the tune of "There's no Business like Show business")
There's no seder like our seder,
There's no seder I know.
Everything about it is halachic
Nothing that the Torah won't allow.
Listen how we read the whole Haggadah
It's all in Hebrew
'Cause we know how.
There's no Seder like our seder,
We tell a tale that is swell:
Moses took the people out into the heat
They baked the matzoh
While on their feet
Now isn't that a story
That just can't be beat?
Let's go on with the show!
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TAKE US OUT OF EGYPT
(To the tune of "Take me out to the ball game")
Take us out of Egypt
Free us from slavery
Bake us some matzoh in a haste
Don't worry 'bout flavor--
Give no thought to taste.
Oh it's rush, rush, rush, to the Red Sea
If we don't cross it's a shame
For it's ten plagues,
Down and you're out
At the pesach history game.
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ELIJAH
(to the tune of "Maria")
Elijah!
I just saw the prophet Elijah.
And suddenly that name
Will never sound the same to me.
Elijah!
He came to our seder
Elijah!
He had his cup of wine,
But could not stay to dine
This year--
Elijah!
For your message all Jews are waiting:
That the time's come for peace
and not hating--
Elijah--
Next year we'll be waiting.
Elijah!
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LES MISELIJAH
(to the tune of "Do you hear the people Sing" from Les Miserables)
Do you hear the doorbell ring,
And it's a little after ten?
It can only be Elijah
Come to take a sip again.
He is feeling pretty fine
But in his head a screw is loose.
So perhaps instead of wine
We should only give him juice.
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AFIKOMAN
(To the tune of "Oklahoma")
Aaaaa.......fikoman! What a very special Pesach treat.
A dessert we share, as light as air
So much joy from just a hunk of wheat!
Thaaaaaaa........t is why we hide it early on from everyone
A trend we get, from Kosher chefs,
To convince us that eating Matzah's fun.
On a shelf or hidden away
Floor or stairs, 'neath Uncle Sid's toupee.
It's too much work to search for your dessert
Yes, I'm looking for Afikoman
Afikoman, oy, vey, gevalt ..... let's check the couch!!
AFIKOMAN!!!
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JUST A TAD OF CHAROSET
(to the tune of "Just a spoon full of sugar")
Chorus:
Just a tad of charoset helps the bitter herbs go down,
The bitter herbs go down, the bitter herbs go down.
Just a tad of charoset helps the bitter herbs go down,
In the most disguising way.
Oh, back in Egypt long ago,
The Jews were slaves under Pharoh.
They sweat and toiled and labored
through the day.
So when we gather pesach night,
We do what we think right.
Maror, we chew,
To feel what they went through.
Chorus
So after years of slavery
They saw no chance of being free.
Their suffering was the only life they knew.
But baby Moses grew up tall,
And said he'd save them all.
He did, and yet,
We swear we won't forget.
That......
Chorus
While the maror is being passed,
We all refill our water glass,
Preparing for the taste that turns us red.
Although maror seems full of minuses,
It sure does clear our sinuses.
But what's to do?
It's hard to be a Jew!!!
Chorus
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SAME TIME NEXT YEAR
(to the tune of "Makin' Whoopee")
Another pesach, another year,
The family seder with near and dear...
Our faces shining,
All thoughts of dining
Are put on hold now.
We hear four questions,
The answer given
Recalls the Jews from Egypt driven.
The chrain is bitter, (charoses better!)
Please pass the matzoh.
Why is this evening different
>From all the other nights?
This year the Jews all over
Are free to perform the rites.
A gorgeous dinner--who can deny it--
Won't make us thinner, to hell with diet!
It's such great cooking...
and no one's looking,
So just enjoy it.
Moving along at steady clip
Elijah enters, and takes a sip;
And then the singing with voices ringing
Our laughter mingling.
When singing about Chad Gad Ya.
Watch close or your place you'll lose,
For Echad Mi Yodea:
Which tune shall we use?
We pray next Pesach
We'll all be here.
It's a tradition...
Same time next year...
So fill it up now, the final cup now,
Next year at ____________
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THE BALLAD OF THE FOUR SONS
(to the tune of "Clementine")
Said the father to his children,
"At the seder you will dine,
You will eat your fill of matzoh,
You will drink four cups of wine."
Now this father had no daughters,
But his sons they numbered four.
One was wise and one was wicked,
One was simple and a bore.
And the fourth was sweet and winsome,
he was young and he was small.
While his brothers asked the questions
he could scarcely speak at all.
Said the wise one to his father
"Would you please explain the laws?
Of the customs of the seder
Will you please explain the cause?"
And the father proudly answered,
"As our fathers ate in speed,
Ate the paschal lambe 'ere midnight
And from slavery were freed."
So we follow their example
And 'ere midnight must complete
All the seder and we should not
After 12 remain to eat.
Then did sneer the son so wicked
"What does all this mean to you?"
And the father's voice was bitter
As his grief and anger grew.
"If you yourself don't consider
As son of Israel,
Then for you this has no meaning
You could be a slave as well."
Then the simple son said simply
"What is this," and quietly
The good father told his offspring
"We were freed from slavery."
But the youngest son was silent
For he could not ask at all.
His bright eyes were bright with wonder
As his father told him all.
My dear children, heed the lesson
and remember evermore
What the father told his children
Told his sons that numbered four.
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THE BALLAD OF MO AMRAMSON
(to the tune of "The Ballad of Jed Clampett")
Come and listen to a story 'bout a man named Mo,
His people they were slaves to the evil Pharaoh,
Until one day he was lookin' at a bush,
And he heard the voice of God, though he wasn't a lush---
The LORD, that is,
I AM,
The Big G.
Next thing you know, Mo's talkin' to Pharaoh,
Mo says, "God said you gotta let my people go!"
But the king says, "No, they always will be slaves to me!"
So God sent down ten big plagues on Pharaoh's whole country---
Blood 'n frogs, that is,
Pestilence,
Special effects.
When the first born's died, Pharaoh sent the Jews away,
They ran and ate some matzoh on that very happy day,
So now we have our Seder to commemorate that feat---
We drink some wine and talk a lot, we sing and also eat!
Matzoh, that is,
Maror too.
And good food.
Y'all come back now, y'hear!
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THE FOUR QUESTIONS
(in Dr. Seuss rhyme)
Why is it only
on Passover night
we never know how
to do anything right?
We don't eat our meals
in the regular ways,
the ways that we do
on all other days.
'Cause on all other nights
we may eat
all kinds of wonderful
good bready treats,
like big purple pizza
that tastes like a pickle,
crumbly crackers
and pink pumpernickel,
sassafras sandwich
and tiger on rye,
fifty falafels in pita,
fresh-fried,
with peanut-butter
and tangerine sauce
spread onto each side
up-and-down, then across,
and toasted whole-wheat bread
with liver and ducks,
and crumpets and dumplings,
and bagels and lox,
and doughnuts with one hole
and doughnuts with four,
and cake with six layers
and windows and doors.
Yes--
on all other nights
we eat all kinds of bread,
but tonight of all nights
we munch matzah instead.
And on all other nights
we devour
vegetables, green things,
and bushes and flowers,
lettuce that's leafy
and candy-striped spinach,
fresh silly celery
(Have more when you're finished!)
cabbage that's flown
from the jungles of Glome
by a polka-dot bird
who can't find his way home,
daisies and roses
and inside-out grass
and artichoke hearts
that are simply first class!
Sixty asparagus tips
served in glasses
with anchovy sauce
and some sticky molasses--
But on Passover night
you would never consider
eating an herb
that wasn't all bitter.
And on all other nights
you would probably flip
if anyone asked you
how often you dip.
On some days I only dip
one Bup-Bup egg
in a teaspoon of vinegar
mixed with nutmeg,
but sometimes we take
more than ten thousand tails
of the Yakkity-birds
that are hunted in Wales,
and dip them in vats
full of Mumbegum juice.
Then we feed them to Harold,
our six-legged moose.
Or we don't dip at all!
We don't ask your advice.
So why on this night
do we have to dip twice?
And on all other nights
we can sit as we please,
on our heads, on our elbows,
our backs or our knees,
or hang by our toes
from the tail of a Glump,
or on top of a camel
with one or two humps,
with our foot on the table,
our nose on the floor,
with one ear in the window
and one out the door,
doing somersaults
over the greasy k'nishes
or dancing a jig
without breaking the dishes.
Yes--
on all other nights
you sit nicely when dining--
So why on this night
must it all be reclining?
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DON'T SIT ON THE AFIKOMEN
(To the tune of "Glory, Glory, Halleluiah")
My Dad at every Seder breaks a Matzoh piece in two
And hides the Afikomen half-A game for me and you
Find it, hold it ransom for the Seder isn't through
'till the Afikomen's gone.
Chorus:
Don't sit on the Afikomen.
Don't sit on the Afikomen.
Don't sit on the Afikomen.
Or the Meal will last all night
One year Daddy hid it 'neath a pillow on a chair
But just as I raced over, my Aunt Sophie sat down there
She threw herself upon it-Awful crunching filled the air
And crumbs flew all around
Chorus
There were matzoh crumbs all over-Oh, it was a messy sight
We swept up all the pieces though it took us half the night
So, if you want your seder ending sooner than dawn's light,
Don't sit on the Afiko-o-men
Chorus
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MY UNLEAVENED THINGS
(to the tune of "My Favorite Things")
Dry angel cakes that taste near but not quite right
Canned macaroons you could use as a nightlight
Breads which don't rise and about which we sing
These are a few of my unleavened things.
Moon-shaped and jellied, those candies turn quite hard
The cereal tastes like the box we would discard
Matzah Ball soup to our stomach does cling
As do most of our unleaved things!
When the night comes,
and I eat tons,
and I'm feeling fat,
I simply remember the mitzvah it brings,
and my tummy feels... more flat!
Version 2:
THESE ARE A FEW OF OUR PASSOVER THINGS
(to the tune of "These are a few of my favorite things")
Cleaning and cooking and so many dishes
Out with the hametz, no pasta, no knishes
Fish that's gefilted, horseradish that stings
These are a few of our Passover things.
Matzoh and karpas and chopped up haroset
Shankbones and kiddish and yiddish neuroses
Tante who kvetches and uncle who sings
These are a few of our Passover things.
Motzi and maror and trouble with Pharaohs
Famines and locusts and slaves with wheelbarrows
Matzah balls floating and eggshell that cling
These are a few of our Passover things.
When the plagues strike
When the lice bite
When we're feeling sad
We simply remember our Passover things
And then we don't feel so bad.
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MARROR!
(To the tune of "Heat Wave!")
Whenever it's Pesach, I go to my grandma's house
She hands me the grater, and an apron for my blouse
It's seder eve, I roll my sleeve,
I open the window to make sure there's a breeze,
And make the maror! Burnin' in my eyes!
I cry like a baby one tenth my size.
That night at the seder, we put maror on our plate,
We make a nice blessing, then shove it into our face
It starts to burn, my nostrils churn
My tongue's one fire! I never learn
About the maror! It happens every year
I start off so happy, then end up in tears!
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BRISKET
(To the tune of "Windy")
What do we serve on every occasion?
What will eat this Passover night?
What kind of beef just spells "celebration"?
Everyone knows its brisket.
And brisket is quick to make,
Just wrap it in foil and bake
Make extra, for goodness sake!
It freezes well, it freezes well, it freezes well!
What meat gives pause to each vegetarian?
What cut of beef do cows want to be?
What really was that manna from Heaven?
It must be my bubbie's brisket.
And brisket is soft to chew
It goes well with kugel, too
I'll take seconds after you
I'm sure there's more, I'm sure there's more, I'm sure there's more!
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OLD-FASHIONED NIRTZAH
(To the tune of "Old-Fashioned Love Song")
The Seder's over,
And we're slowly nodding over our Haggadot
That's when Nirtzah comes,
And once more we open up our throat
With ancient melodies like Adir Hu and Chad Gadya
Echad Mi Yode'ah, Ki Lo Na'eh and Shanah Haba'ah
Just an old-fashioned Nirtzah,
Comin' down in loud disharmony!
Just an old-fashioned Nirtzah--
After four cups, anything sounds good to me!
Grandpa's snoring,
And the babies have long ago been put to bed
Someone's doing dishes
And the flourless chocolate cake has gone right to my head
That's when the uncles bellow,
Great-aunts warble, fathers moan
Songs as old as Egypt
With tunes that even Moshe and Miriam must have known
Just an old-fashioned Nitrzah,
I'm surprised I can still talk, let alone sing!
Just an old-fashioned Nirtzah,
I can't believe we finished the whole thing!
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AFIKOMEN 'ROUND THE MOUNTAIN WHEN SHE COMES
(To the tune of "She'll Be Comin' 'Round the Mountain")
(Be sure to clap and whoop it up! Everyone can sing this the first time.)
Afikomen 'round the mountain when she comes. (Whoo Whoo!)
Afikomen 'round the mountain when she comes. (Whoo Whoo!)
Afikomen 'round the mountain,
Afikomen 'round the mountain,
Afikomen 'round the mountain when she comes. (Whoo Whoo!)
She'll be driving six white horse radish when she comes, (Yea Hah!)
She'll be driving six white horse radish when she comes, (Yea Hah!)
She'll be driving six white horse radish,
She'll be driving six white horse radish,
She'll be driving six white horse radish when she comes. (Yea Hah!)
And we'll all have chicken soup and matzoh balls when she comes, (Yum Yum!)
And we'll all have chicken soup and matzoh balls when she comes, (Yum Yum!)
And we'll all have chicken soup and matzoh balls,
And we'll all have chicken soup and matzoh balls,
And we'll all have chicken soup and matzoh balls when she comes. (Yum Yum!)
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PLAGUES
(To the tune of "She'll Be Comin' 'Round the Mountain")
Bad things will come to Egypt, don't you know?
Bad things will come to Egypt, don't you know?
Bad things will come to Egypt,
Bad things will come to Egypt,
Bad things will come to Egypt, till we go
God will give you this last chance to let us go;
God will give you this last chance to let us go;
As midnight passes by -y
All your firstborn sons will die -ie;
And your people will cry out if we can't go.
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SALTWATER SONG
(To the tune of "Sounds of Silence")
(Sung when the question is asked: "What does this salt water represent?" )
Hello family, hello friends,
I've come to talk with you again.
This salty water sitting over here
Represents the toiling Jewish tears
That they shed as they labored hard for the Pharaoh's men.
Remember then. When you dip your parsley!
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MATZAH-RENA
(To the tune of the dance/song, "The Macarena" - be sure to do the motions!)
We told Pharaoh how it's gonna be.
We marched out of Egypt through the Red Sea
Into the land of Milk and Honey
Hey - Matzah-rena!
(repeat)
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MOSES' SONG
(To the tune of "I Ain't Gonna Study War No More")
I'm gonna lay down my magic staff
Down by the old Red Sea,
Down by the old Red Sea,
Down by the old Red Sea.
I'm gonna lay down my magic staff
Down by the old Red Sea,
Down by the old Red Sea.
(chorus)
I ain't gonna study plagues no more, (six times)
I'm gonna take off my tennis shoes
Down by that burning bush,
Down by that burning bush,
Down by that burning bush.
I'm gonna take off my tennis shoes
Down by that burning bush,
Down by that burning bush.
(chorus)
I ain't gonna study plagues no more, (six times)
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HAGGADAH WASH THAT MAN RIGHT OUT OF MY HAIR
(to the tune of I'm gonna wash that man right out of my hair)
Haggadah wash that man right out of my hair
Because he's full of chometz
but he doesn't care.
That it's a custom now to be rid of that snare,
I'll send him on his way.
Haggadah drink my wine and feel real free,
Haggadah eat charosez, matzah and tea,
Haggadah keep the seder, with joy and glee.
I really love that day!!
He doesn't like gefilte fish,
eat it up, eat it up.
He doesn't like the matzah dish
Heat it up, heat it up.
can't wait for him to change --
Hey buddy... (repeat 1st verse).
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MORROR
(To the tune of "More..")
Morror is the bitterness the world has known,
But in Canada we need not moan.
Morror were the ghettos of across the sea,
But here we habitate a land that's free.
Morror on the table, we are sure and
we're able to look forward to many
types of joy - oh boy-oi-oi-oi...
Morror is the bitter herb upon our plate,
And if we were sober we would palitate
Morror is the answer for the schnorer,
who is rich or poorer --
Why can't we love forever .....Morror!
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THE EIGHT NIGHTS OF PASSOVER:
(To the tune of 'The Twelve Days of Christmas')
On the first night of Passover my mother served to me
1) a matzo ball in chicken soup
2) two dipped herbs
3) three pieces of matzah
4) four cups of wine
5) five gefilte fish
6) six capons baking
7) seven eggs a boiling
8) eight briskets roasting
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PHARAOH DOESN'T PAY
(To the tune of "I've been Working on the Railroad")
We've been working on these buildings;
Pharaoh doesn't pay.
We've been doing what he tells us
Mixing straw with clay.
Can't you hear the master calling,
"Hurry up, make that brick!"
Can't you feel the master whip us
'Til we're feeling sick.
Oy vey, it's a mess,
A terrible distress,
Oy vay, it's a mess for Jews, us Jews.
Moshe's in the palace with Pharaoh,
Warning of all God's clout, clout, clout.
Moshe's in the palace with Pharaoh,
And God's gonna get us out!
We're singing . . . .
Fee, Fi, Fiddely eye oh,
Make our matzahs "to go" oh oh oh.
Fee, Fi, Fiddely eye oh,
Stick it to the ol' Pharaoh!
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GILLIGAN'S EXODUS
(to the tune of Gilligan's Island)
Recline right back and you'll hear a tale,
a tale of a fateful trip
That started many years ago
in hot, ancient Egypt.
The Jews were forced to work as slaves,
They suffered a great deal
We celebrate their Exodus
With a three hour meal ... a three hour meal!
The Pharaoh was an evil dude,
His wrath would not relent
If not for the effort of the fearless Jews
We'd all be keeping Lent.
We'd all be keeping Lent!
They landed in the desert after parting the Red Sea
With Aaron HaCohen... and Moshe Rabeinu...
Each Israelite and his wife
The Eruv-Rav... some prophets and Miriam ...
Here on Passover night!
Version 2:
MOSES ISLAND
(Sung to the tune of Gilligan's Island)
Just recline right back and you'll hear a tale,
a tale of dreadful trip.
That started with ten awful plagues brought onto Egypt,
brought unto Egypt.
The boss he was a Jewish man raised as a Pharaohs son.
Then G-d he did come calling and soon the fun begun,
soon the fun begun.
More blood, such frogs, and all those bugs,
Pharaoh could just barely see.
The Jews were really scoring points and soon they would be free.
and soon they would be free.
They schlepped and schlepped for forty years across a desert land.
He went up to Mt Sinai and a party soon began,
a party soon began.
Moses, the Pharaoh too, Aaron and his wife.
Marianne the skipper too here
on the desert island.
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FAMILY'S PASSOVER
(To the tune of "Hotel California")
5 hours on the highway, I'm gonna be late
I need the bread of affliction, that our fore fathers ate
Gett'n ready for the Seder, ya I think its time
My fathers stumbling all over, from that Manishevitz wine
Then I went in the cupboard; cut my food into bits
And my mother almost flipped out, cause I was eating Chometz
Then she lit up a candle, and she started to say
Mah Nishtana, Halilah Ha zay
Welcome to my family's Passover
Such a crazy place, many things to taste
Plenty of room at my family's Passover
Happens once a year, I think Elijah's here
We're up to the main course, as I finish my Gefilted Fish
Grandma's guzzling water, cause I slipped her some horse radish
My mother's all happy, cause of the deal on Matzo
She said at the store, if you buy one you get one free
So I called for a toast; As I picked up my wine
But my drink was all gone, I think Elijah's sending a sign
Then I heard his voice coming from far away
He said I hate Manishevitz, throw me some Dom Perrier
Welcome to my family's Passover
Such a crazy place, many things to taste
Having fun at my family's Passover
What a nice surprise, horseradish stings my eyes
I think I ate to much, as I put down my spoon
And I began to feel sad cause passover was over soon
And the dinner was over, and it was time to begin
Who would be the one to find the Afikomen
I don't care if there are children, cause I need the money
So I took my little cousin, and hid her up in a tree
Thank god I found the Matzo, it was under the grill
I showed it to my father, and he gave me a one dollar bill
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PHARAOH'S LAMENT
(To the tune of "The Itsy-Bitsy Spider")
My river and my sun gods have always helped me rule.
Down came the plagues
And folks think I'm a fool.
Up come the slaves' God
And tells me what to do.
I'm a roughy-toughy Pharaoh.
Why won't my gods come through?
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IT MADE THEM MAD
(To the tune of "Clementine")
It made them mad to hear the answer
Pharaoh would not let them go.
God would help them with a signal
Mighty power God would show.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
That was all that Pharaoh said.
With no way to beat his army,
They would change his mind instead.
Every time bad things got started
He would almost let them go;
But as soon as things got better,
He would switch and tell them NO! (shout "no!")
When the tenth plague scared old Pharaoh,
He'd no longer let them stay.
"Get out of Egypt," he fin'lly shouted.
"Take your stuff and go away."
With their cattle and some matzah
Jews were fin'lly on their way.
Through the Red Sear and hot Sinai
To their own God they could pray.
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TONIGHT
(To the tune of "Tonight," from West Side Story)
Tonight, tonight,
We'll tell a tale tonight,
Of Pharoah, Slaves and God's awesome might;
We'll do it right, with matzah, and maror
and four children: -dull, wicked- and bright!
Tonight, we'll tell our people's story,
The "genut" and then the glory,
And how it came out right..
And when we're through
You'll know you've been freed too
On this Saaay-der night!
Tonight, tonight, we'll drink four cups of wine,
We'll laugh and sing and dine
'till its light;
The tale's not new
And yet it still rings true
It gives meaning -to being -a Jew!
Egyptian masters they did beat us
But Moses he did lead us
>From darkness into light;
And soon we'll know
Why God did make it so
On this Saaaay-der night!
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MORROR
(Sung to the tune of "More..")
Morror is the bitterness the world has known,
But in Canada we need not moan.
Morror were the ghettos of across the sea,
But here we habitate a land that's free.
Morror on the table, we are sure and
we're able to look forward to many
types of joy - oh boy-oi-oi-oi...
Morror is the bitter herb upon our plate,
And if we were sober we would palitate
Morror is the answer for the schnorer, who is rich or poorer-Why
can't we love forever .....Morror!
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PASSOVER STORY
(To the tune of The Brady Bunch)
It's a story, about baby Moses, who came floating
down the river called the Nile
Pharoh's Queen was there just to catch him and so he stayed a while.
Its a story about Jewish builders, who were tired
of building Pyramids. All of them were slaves just
like their Mothers and just like their kids.
Until one day big Moses talked to Big G. That's
G-O-D and that spells Moses's God. He said you
just leave and go to Israel I won't make it hard.
So then Moses asked old Pharoh let my people go.
He said "For Real"!, no Moses never no. So the 10
plagues were brought to Pharoh and he said: Moses go .
Your people can go. Now Moses go. That's the
way Pharoh said now Moses go.
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MOSES
(To the tune of "The Flintstones")
Moses, he's our Moses he's the man that took us for a tour
Out of, Pharoh's Egypt went the children that he soon would lure
Come sit and eat matzah all week long. Listen to our prayers and to our
songs of Moses
he's our hero he's a really really good time, a forty year guy he's the one
that set us free.
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BARNEY PESACH
(To the tune of I Love You, You Love Me)
We are Jews can't you see,
Moses took us out we're free.
With a long long walk from Sinai to Israel,
Charlton Heston's role he'd steal.
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Dori A Schmetterling
my shul yesterday.
Thanks for posting this again, duplication of Morror and all... :-)
(Previously 2006?)
Pesach Sameach
DAS
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this first one is sung to gene autry's 'back in the saddle again.'
BACK AT THE SEDER AGAIN
[by shurtleff]
I'm back at the seder again
Back in the bosom of friends
Where the shankbone and charoses
Form the backdrop for ol’ Moses
Back at the seder again
Doin’ the rituals once more
Ask-in’ the Questions Four
Where you recline on this big night
And the horseradish has bite,
Back at the seder again
Whoopi-ty-aye-oh
Singin’ high and low,
Back at the seder again
Whoopi-ty-aye-yay
This meal’s A-OK
Back at the seder again
I'm back at the seder again
Where we look for Elijah again.
Where the service could last forever
But the tunes are new and clever
Back at the seder again
Say ‘next year in Jerus’lem’ once more
For Elijah we open the door
And the table groans from food
With four cups to boost your mood,
Back at the seder again
Whoopi-ty-aye-oyish
Be you Jewish or Goyish
We’re havin’ fun at the seder again
Whoopi-ty-aye-yoy
whether you eat meat or soy
We’re all fressin’ at the seder again
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this second song is based on the tune 'april in portugal,' [from the
movie of the same name, references below] which is the quintessential
1950's song of romance. i loved the juxtaposition of that serenity and
smoothness with the in-your-face and over-the-top passover jangling of
dishes, crunching of matzoh, laughter, and general mayhem at our seder.
with apologies to mickey katz, [as explained below]:
Pesach in Florida [by shurtleff]
I found my Pesach dream in Florida with you
When we discovered romance, like we never knew.
My head was in the clouds, My heart went crazy too,
And madly I said: "I love you."
Too soon I heard you say:
"This dream is for 8 days"
That's Florida and love at Pesach!
And when the seder’s over,
and now that I’m finally sober,
I knew it was the matzah fooling me.
I found my Pesach dream in Florida with you
When we cuddled in Miami, like I never knew.
Then morning brought the rain,
I’ve an aftertaste of chrain,
But still my heart says "I love you."
This sad reality, To know it couldn't be,
That's Florida and love at Pesach!
The 4th cup of wine convinced me you were mine,
But it was just the binding matzah fooling me.
I found my Pesach dream in old South Beach with you
When we discovered romance, like I never knew.
Then morning brought the rain,
I’m over morror pain,
But still my heart says "I love you."
the classic version of 'april in portugal' was done by tony martin, but
is not available on the web for free. here are some versions on youtube:
jane morgan
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w2xDh5czl88&feature=related
eartha kitt, in french:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YRQtUgQ0Vxg&NR=1
and the infamous liberace instrumental version, with flute and mandolin
accompaniment. [one neat thing about this one is that the candelabra
has electric light bulbs.]
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1aIWtMd81Tw&feature=related
when i told my mother about this, she reminded me of an old mickey katz
[father of joel grey, grandfather of jennifer, an old yiddish
borscht-belt band leader] recording called 'pesach in portugal' that we
had heard in the 50's in a mixture of english and yiddish. it's from the
record album, 'putting on the dog.' some dormant seed, well over 50
years old, must have triggered that growth. mickey, i apologize for
ripping you off.
shurtleff
Dori A Schmetterling wrote:
> They sang, among other things, the Tad of Charoseth at the kids' service in
> my shul yesterday.
>
> Thanks for posting this again, duplication of Morror and all... :-)
>
> (Previously 2006?)
>
> Pesach Sameach
> DAS
>
> To send an e-mail directly replace "spam" with "schmetterling"
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> "Phillip Sego" <phil....@philsego.com> wrote in message
> news:C367EE40D8BD4138971107C11C2442AB@phil...
>> THERE'S NO SEDER LIKE OUR SEDER
>> (To the tune of "There's no Business like Show business")
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>> >>>>>>>>>>>>>>