//-------------------------------------------------------// Sing Along With Sweetie Belle! -by Jesse Coffey- //-------------------------------------------------------// //-------------------------------------------------------// Itsy Bitsy Spider //-------------------------------------------------------// Itsy Bitsy Spider Sweetie Belle says, "And now for the little ones in the family..." She and her chorus sing, The itsy bitsy spider climbed up the waterspout. Down came the rain and washed the spider out. Out came the sun and dried up all the rain and the itsy bitsy spider climbed up the spout again! The itsy bitsy spider climbed up the waterspout. Down came the rain and washed the spider out. Out came the sun and dried up all the rain and the itsy bitsy spider climbed up the spout again!~ Sweetie Belle says, "Boy, that sure was fun!" //-------------------------------------------------------// Carry Me Back To The Lone Prairie //-------------------------------------------------------// Carry Me Back To The Lone Prairie Sweetie Belle says, "Now it is time to go back to our western theme for this next song. It's going to be fun for all! Let's sing it!" Oh, carry me back to the lone prairie where the coyotes howl and the wind blows free And when I die you can bury me 'neath the western skies on the lone prairie I'm a roving cowpony far away from home Far from the prairie where I used to roam Where the doggies wander and the wind blows free though my heart is yonder on the lone prairie Oh, carry me back to the lone prairie where the coyotes howl and the wind blows free And when I die you can bury me 'neath the western skies on the lone prairie (instrumental) Oh, carry me back to the lone prairie where the coyotes howl and the wind blows free And when I die you can bury me 'neath the western skies on the lone prairie!~ Sweetie Belle says, "This is the part where we go to another great brony song we hope you will sing along with!" //-------------------------------------------------------// The Grand Old Duke of York //-------------------------------------------------------// The Grand Old Duke of York Sweetie Belle says, "Wasn't that last one just plain melancholic? Octavia must be feeling really, really sad in it. Let's cheer her up, shall we?" The chorus applauds while saying "Yay!" Sweetie Belle says, "Well, all right. Here we go!" Oh, The grand old Duke of York, He had ten thousand men; He marched them up to the top of the hill, And he marched them down again. And when they were up, they were up, And when they were down, they were down, And when they were only half-way up, They were neither up nor down. //-------------------------------------------------------// I Know Where I'm Going //-------------------------------------------------------// I Know Where I'm Going Apple Bloom approaches Sweetie Belle, who says, "Hello there Apple Bloom! I suppose you're coming to me because you have another song from your family you would like us to sing in this songfic." Apple Bloom says, "Indeed I am. Here's a really tender song from me. Consider it a present." Sweetie Belle says, "OK then! Hit It!" I know where I'm goin' and I know who's goin' with me I know who I love and my dear knows who I'll marry. I have stockings of silk and shoes of bright green leather Combs to buckle my hair and a ring for every finger O' feather beds are soft and painted rooms are bonnie But I would give them all for my handsome winsome Johnny Some say that he's poor, but I say that he's bonnie Fairest of them all is my handsome winsome Johnny. //-------------------------------------------------------// Drink To Me Only With Thine Eyes //-------------------------------------------------------// Drink To Me Only With Thine Eyes Sweetie Belle says, "This next song was written in England a long time ago. It was introduced in America after we won the Revolution and made peace with England. No one can verify the music's composer, but the lyrics to these - and what lyrics they are - were extracted from a 1616 poem by Ben Jonson, who borrowed many of its stanzas from Greek philosopher Philostratus, who lived in 3rd Century B.C. Anyways, here it is!" *Drink to me only with thine eyes, and I will pledge with mine Or leave a kiss within the cup and I'll not ask for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise doth ask a drink divine But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not ask for thine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath not so much honouring thee As giving it a hope that there it could not withered be. But thou there on dist only breathe and sent'st it back to me Since when it grows and smells, I swear, not of itself but thee.* //-------------------------------------------------------// Lullaby For A Princess/Ending //-------------------------------------------------------// Lullaby For A Princess/Ending Sweetie Belle says, "We appropriately close this songfic with a song originally given over 2 million records' worth of fame by Ponyphonic and further ingrained in the young folks' memories forever by the wonderful MEMJ. We shall sing it for you now." Sweetie Belle lightly sings "Oh..." Fate has been cruel and order unkind How can I have sent you away? The blame was my own; the punishment, yours The harmony's silent today But into the stillness we'll bring you a song And we will your company keep Till your tired eyes and my lullabies Have carried you softly to sleep Once did a pony who shone like the sun Look out on her kingdom and sigh She smiled and said, "Surely, there is no pony So lovely and so well beloved as I" So great was her reign and so brilliant her glory That long was the shadow she cast Which fell dark upon the young sister she loved And grew only darker as days and nights passed Lullay moon princess, goodnight sister mine And rest now in moonlight's embrace Bear up my lullaby, winds of the earth Through cloud, and through sky, and through space Carry the peace and the coolness of night And carry my sorrow in kind Luna, you're loved so much more than you know Forgive me for being so blind Soon did that pony take notice that others Did not give her sister her due And neither had she loved her as she deserved She watched as her sister's unhappiness grew But such is the way of the limelight, it sweetly Takes hold of the mind of its host And that foolish pony did nothing to stop The destruction of one who had needed her most Lullay moon princess, goodnight sister mine And rest now in moonlight's embrace Bear up my lullaby, winds of the earth Through cloud, and through sky, and through space Carry the peace and the coolness of night And carry my sorrow in kind Luna, you're loved so much more than you know May troubles be far from your mind And forgive us for being so blind The years now before us Fearful and unknown We never imagined We'd face them on our own May these thousand winters Swiftly pass, we pray we love you; we miss you All these miles away May all your dreams be sweet tonight Safe upon your bed of moonlight And know not of sadness, pain, or care And when we dream, we'll fly away and meet you there Sleep!~ Sweetie Belle says, "Well, that's a wrap everypony! Be sure to see us for our follow-up songfic, which is to be posted in late fall! Bye now!" Everybody in Sweetie Belle's chorus bids adieu until next time. //-------------------------------------------------------// I Am Octavia //-------------------------------------------------------// I Am Octavia I comb the crowd, but I can’t see your face out there I’m playing now, won’t wait on love I'm paralyzed, from all these whispers in my brain I’m focused now, I won’t give up I'm resonant, won’t stop for you Playing away, playing away Playing games, you bring me pain Playing away, playing away You hurt me now, but I won't cry I am Octavia You hurt me now, but I won't cry I am Octavia Ditch me now, but it's you who'll have lost it all Lost now and bleeding love Rain it pours, but I won’t let it bring me down I’m playing now, won’t wait on love I'm resonant, won’t stop for you Playing away, playing away Playing games, you bring me pain Playing away, playing away You hurt me now, but I won't cry I am Octavia You hurt me now, but I won't cry I am Octavia I am Octavia I am Octavia Born strong, believe none Dying over broken dreams Born strong, and raised with class You hurt me now, but I won't cry I am Octavia You hurt me now, but I won't cry I am Octavia You hurt me now, but I won't cry I am Octavia You hurt me now, but I won't cry I am Octavia I am Octavia!~ //-------------------------------------------------------// Love Me Cheerilee //-------------------------------------------------------// Love Me Cheerilee Sweetie Belle says, "Now, for the soon to come Teacher's Day, let's all sing a song for our dear teacher Miss Cheerilee. Without her, we wouldn't have gotten smart, now would we have?" Hey Cheerilee! Hey Cheerilee! I'm afraid to raise my hand! I have something to ask you, because I want to understand It's not about homework It's about 1 + 1 is 2 I don't want you to teach me, I just want to be with you! Hey Cheerilee! Hey Cheerilee! Hey Cheerilee! Hey Cheerilee! Hey Cheerilee! Hey Cheerilee! I think I'm in love with you! Hey Cheerilee! Hey Cheerilee! I'm afraid to see you after school! I can't come to your office and tell you that you're cool It's not about my tests Or about my homework you should grade I don't want you to tell me I just want to go on a date Hey Cheerilee! Hey Cheerilee! Hey Cheerilee! Hey Cheerilee! Hey Cheerilee! Hey Cheerilee! I think I'm in love with you!~ //-------------------------------------------------------// Lavender's Blue //-------------------------------------------------------// Lavender's Blue Sweetie Belle says, "Twilight, why are you so blue?" Twilight Sparkle says, "They cut my part out of this songfic!" Sweetie Belle says, "Why would they do that?" Twilight Sparkle says, "Because the moderator said it was copyrighted!" Sweetie Belle says, "Oh. I see. Well, why don't we cheer you up? Everyone? All right." Lavender's blue, lavender's green     When I am king, You shall be queen     Who told you so? Who told you so?     'Twas my own heart, that told me so     Call up your men, set them to work     Some to the plough, some to the fork     Some to make hay, some to cut corn     While you and I, keep ourselves warm     Lavender's green, Lavender's blue     If you love me, I will love you     Let the birds sing, And the lambs play     We shall be safe, out of harm's way     I love to dance, I love to sing     When I am queen, You'll be my king     Who told me so? Who told me so? I told myself, I told me so Twilight cries tears of joy and says, "Thank you Sweetie Belle! You and your friends there with you have my blessing!" //-------------------------------------------------------// Introduction/Whoopie Ti Yi Yo //-------------------------------------------------------// Introduction/Whoopie Ti Yi Yo Sweetie Belle, that filly of song, walks up to the direction facing you. She says, "Hello. My name is Sweetie Belle. As you may have noticed, I have become quite famous as a singing unicorn pony. However, it should be noted I'm not the only filly that has a great voice. To support this claim, I bring forth some of the ponies that are in my school choir. I shall present them one by one. They are" One by one come Scootaloo, Apple Bloom, Rumble, Featherweight, Zipporwhill, Sweetie's manager Silver Spoon, and Ruby Pinch. All introduce themselves by saying their names. Sweetie Belle smiles and says, "OK guys, are you ready to sing along with me?" All say yes. Sweetie Belle says, "Then let's get on with it! Oh, and the folks at home can sing along with us! All right, let's go!" As I was out walkin' one mornin' for pleasure I spied a cowpuncher a-ridin along His hat was throwed back and his spurs were a-jingling And as he approached, he was singin' this song Whoopie-ti-yi-yo, get along you little dogie's It's your misfortune and none of my own Whoopie-ti-yi-yo, get along you little dogie's You know that Wyoming will be your new home It's early in the spring when we round up the dogies We mark 'em and brand 'em and bob off their tails We round up the horses, load up the chuck-wagon, Then send the dogies out on the long trail. Whoopie-ti-yi-yo, get along you little dogie's It's your misfortune and none of my own Whoopie-ti-yi-yo, get along you little dogie's You know that Wyoming will be your new home Your mother was raised away down in Texas, Where the gypsum weed and the sandburs grow We'll feed you up on prickly-pear and cholla 'Till you are ready for Idaho Whoopie-ti-yi-yo, get along you little dogie's It's your misfortune and none of my own Whoopie-ti-yi-yo, get along you little dogie's You know that Wyoming will be your new home You know that Wyoming will be your new home!~ Sweetie Belle says, "And this songfic will be read by people in Wyoming and ALL around the world. This song is the first of the 12 that will make up each individual chapter of this fic." Sweetie Belle looks to see the Brony community that is reading this songfic. "And we'll also be singing the wonderful songs that you guys put out! We are going to entertain you throughout this song fic. Let's warm up now, shall we?" The chorus repeats the song above. //-------------------------------------------------------// The Bear Went Over The Mountain //-------------------------------------------------------// The Bear Went Over The Mountain Apple Bloom introduces this song: "Hello out there. I've brought over somethin' special to this songfic too! This is a song I've thought about singin' ever since we got stuck in a cave with that bear once!" Sweetie Belle says, "Let's go!" *The bear went over the mountain,     The bear went over the mountain,     The bear went over the mountain,     To see what he could see.     And all that he could see,     And all that he could see,     Was the other side of the mountain,     The other side of the mountain,     The other side of the mountain,     Was all that he could see.     The bear went over the river,     The bear went over the river,     The bear went over the river,     To see what he could see.     And all that he could see,     And all that he could see,     Was the other side of the river,     The other side of the river,     The other side of the river,     Was all that he could see.* //-------------------------------------------------------// A Long Way From Equestria //-------------------------------------------------------// A Long Way From Equestria Sweetie Belle has promised that the Brony songs would be included in this song-fic. She's going to be honest by saying this, and here's one such song: He was different from the rest of the world He chose the lovely every time With a smile, he would bravely soldier on Was that such a crime? He did not wear cynicism well He chose the lovely every time And they cut him down, the world cut him down Being peaceful was his crime And I don't understand the way we all behave In this world of ours and in this world we live in... We're a long way from Equestria We're a long, long way We're a long way from Equestria We're a long, long way She dared to love everybody She was nothing but kind And the world told her she was wrong There must be something wrong with her mind And she was just a child amongst thieves Just a child looking for love All the grown ups in the world told her she was wrong to believe in something we're all dreaming of And I don't understand the wicked things we do In this world of ours or in this world we live in... We're a long way from Equestria We're a long, long way We're a long way from Equestria A long, long, way I will never give up the fight. I will never surrender to the hate I know this world ain't perfect at all but the world is just what we create So let's make love, Let's make friends, Let's take time to make amends, Let's make the world more like Equestria