Every week Connor learns a new color song in kindergarten. Here he is singing his heart out.
These are the words to these adorable songs:
BLUE: To the tune of “The Farmer in the Dell”
B-L-U-E spells blue, B-L-U-E spells blue, hi-ho did you know B-L-U-E spells blue. The big sky is blue, the ocean is too. Hi-ho did you know B-L-U-E spells blue.
RED: To the tune of “Frere Jacque”
R-E-D red, R-E-D red, I can spell red, I can spell red. Fire trucks are red. STOP signs are red too, R-E-D, R-E-D.
GREEN: To the tune of “Row, Row, Row Your Boat”
G-R-E-E-N, G-R-E-E-N, I know how to spell green, G-R-E-E-N. Caterpillars are green and grasshoppers too. I know how to spell green G-R-E-E-N.
YELLOW: To the tune of “If You’re Happy and You Know It”
Y-E-L-L-O-W spells yellow. Y-E-L-L-O-W spells yellow. Like the early morning sun when the day has just begun, Y-E-L-L-O-W spells yellow.
Daffodils and baby ducks are yellow. Lemonade and scrambled eggs are yellow. I like the smiley face that’s yellow, he’s such a HAPPY fellow. Y-E-L-L-O-W spells yellow.
PURPLE: To the tune of “Camptown Races”
P-U-R-P-L-E, Purple, purple, P-U-R-P-L-E, purple’s what that spells. Purple grapes on the vine; purple kool-aid’s fine. P-U-R-P-L-E, purple’s what that spells.
PINK: To the tune of “Jingle Bells”
Cotton candy, fat pink pigs, girls with socks and bows, P-I-N-K, P-I-N-K, that is how it goes. Bubble gum, valentines, these are all pink too. Pink icing and pink balloons, we can spell can’t you? PINK!
BROWN: To the tune of “BINGO”
There is a color we all know, can you guess what it is? B-R-O-W-N, B-R-O-W-N, B-R-O-W-N, that’s how we spell brown. Teddy bears and squirrels are brown; autumn leaves are too. Chocolate candy’s always brown, chocolate cake is always brown, chocolate milk is always brown. I like brown, don’t you? Yes!
BLACK: To the tune of “She’ll Be Coming Around the Mountain”
B-L-A-C-K spells black. B-L-A-C-K spells black. Flying bats are black, scary cats are black, jelly beans are black, I like black. B-L-A-C-K spells black; B-L-A-C-K spells black. Sunday shoes are black, Santa’s boots are black, B-L-A-C-K spells black.
WHITE: To the tune of “Little Brown Jug”
W-H-I-T-E that spells white, sing with me. Milk is white and so is glue, ghosts are white and they say BOO! W-H-I-T-E that spells white, sing with me. The clouds above, the snow below, Santa’s beard, Hohoho!
ORANGE: To the tune of “Mr. Blue” or “One little, two little, three little Indians”
GRAY: Connor’s song for GRAY (he invented this), to the tune of “Angels We Have Heard on High”
G-R-A-Y, G-R-A-Y, G-R-A-Y, fountains are gray. Metal’s gray, G-R-A-Y and that’s the end. G-R-A-Y!
