Songs:
Here are the samples of the English lyrics for these songs
Narrator: (sings)
Once—! Upon a time… There was an enchanted forest, Where ancient trees stood proud and bold, To stand there was their duty. And young and old, So I am told, Came here to admire their beauty… spoken) …and to pick herbs and berries and gather
wood!
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Hunters:
But there were Hunters… Yes, we’re Hunters! Everyone knows—that we’re brave fellows! We shall hunt the bellowing Wolf! Be strong!
We are your shield!
Narrator: (in parody)
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Mother: (sings, with a tone of irritation)
Dearest child are you ready? Do you hear Your Grandmother’s cry! Narrator/Chorus: Riding Hood, Riding Hood! Red Riding Hood: Not at all! I can’t hear her!
Narrator/Chorus: Riding Hood, Riding Hood! Mother: Please don’t be so defiant!
Red Riding Hood: (sings)
Mother: (spoken) Be reasonable, Little Red Riding Hood! Red Riding Hood: (sings)
Mother: (spoken) You can eat the pie together
Red Riding Hood: (very high pitch) Noooo!
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Mother: (sings) I will not tolerate such a tone!
I have no more to say! Narrator/Chorus: Riding Hood, Riding Hood! Red Riding Hood: When I’m having the “mostest” fun,
Mother: (hands her the basket)
Red Riding Hood: No, I won’t! (gives Mother the basket) Mother: Yes, you will! (presses the basket into her hands) Red Riding Hood: No, I won’t! (gives Mother the basket) Mother: Yes, you will! (presses the basket into her hands) Red Riding Hood: No, I won’t! (gives Mother the basket) Mother: Yes, you will! (presses the basket into her hands) Red Riding Hood: No, I won’t! (same business) Mother: Yes, you will! Red Riding Hood: Mother, I want to play now!
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Little Red Riding Hood:
Red Riding, Sled Sliding!
Breakfast in Bed Biding! French Fried-ing! Tread Striding! Ginger you’ll dance to my Fred, Gliding! Thread Winding, Head Minding! Red wheat for Bread Grinding! Little Red Riding… …Hood is her prince’s belovčd. |
Listen, you big old trees, if you only knew
My papa could tell such remarkable riddles! What do I mean “tell”? Yodel! That is just what he did! In the hills, by the rills, He sang serenills. |
Wolf:
The big, bad wolf
The big, bad wolf
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I just swallow
The sounds and the rhythms and melodies Of my guitar. It howls or it jingles with mirth! Then I spit all the Sounds and the rhythms and melodies out, Far away! To the ends of the earth! |
Straightaway!
Into the fray! We’ve caught our prey, Before the break of day! We’re tough as Hemingway! Always underway! Don’t get in our way! You’ll have the devil to pay! (Yodeler) a didl dodl de i doo a didl dodl grabba you I grabba you I havva you. |
(singing)
Never ever trifle With a hunter’s rifle. We pull the trigger! Call a grave-digger! (Hunter’s call) Grabba you grabba you Grabba you I havva you Havva you, Grabba you Grabba you, havva you, Boom Boom! |
Mother:
Night has fallen upon us all,
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Let them go, all your childish fears,
In the night they will vanish— Darling, dry your tears! Do not weep,
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