When my children and grandchildren were babies, I used to sing Climb Up Sunshine Mountain. I changed the words slightly to delete references to sin and God:
Climb, climb up sunshine mountain
Heavenly breezes blow
Climb, climb up sunshine mountain
Faces all aglow
Turn from sadness, turn from sorrow
Look into the sky
Climb, climb up sunshine mountain
You and I
Now my grandchildren are older, we sing all sorts of songs together:
My old man's a dustman, Yellow Submarine, Penny Lane, I do like to be beside the seaside, the hokey kokey, Ugly Duckling, etc etc.
Things that (sometimes unreasonably) get on your nerves...hopefully lighthearted
He still has a very London accent and peppers his vocabulary with rhyming slang which is not always appreciated in the posh area they live in!
