2nd Grade Program ... 

Words to Songs

Bison

Muscle and bone, heart and soul

Your lifeline runs to the days of old.

Spirit of the land, spirit of the west

You are the native son.

Bison, bison, bison, you are the native son.

Blood and breath, hoof and hide

The long guns came and the bison died,

Running with the wind against the time

You are an ancient one.

Bison, bison, bison, you are the native son.

Life and death, hope and fear

Your life's entwined with the people here.

They walk among the herd, you lay your body down

You're sacred in their hands.

Bison, bison, bison, you are the native son.

Shaggy head bending low

You take me back to long ago.

A vision of the past, a hope of what will be

You're the spirit of the land.

Bison, bison, bison, you are the native son.

Spirit land, sacred hand, ancient one, native son.

Bison,  you are the native son. 

Bald Eagles

Chorus:

Fly on the wind, our national bird is grand

Bald Eagle a symbol for the land. 

Your spirit is powerful

With feathers black and white

Living in a tree so high

Your wings spread 8 feet wide.

Chorus:

By a stream or by a lake

You capture fish and snakes

With yellow eyes and talons sharp

You aren't really bald

Chorus:

 

Bears

Chorus:  There are two kinds of bear in Jackson Hole

There are two kinds of bear in Jackson Hole

The Black Bear and the Grizzly 

Both are unique, take it from me. 

Black Bear… Eats berries, nuts, roots, and mice.

Grizzly Bear…Likes to eat more meat.

Chorus:

Grizzly Bear…Has a hump on its shoulder

Black Bear…Has black, blue or reddish golden fur

Chorus:

Both bears…Should be treated with respect.

Both bears…Make our valley quite unique

Chorus:

 

Wolves 

Wolves all travel in a pack

To watch each other's back

Wolves all travel in a pack

Mother, Father and the pups....Ahoo 

Wolves all hunt for meat

They are carnivores

Wolves all hunt for meat

Eating elk and moose and deer...Ahoo

 Wolves can communicate

With a bark and a howl

Wolves can communicate

They whine, whine, whine and they growl....Grrrrrrr 

Wolves aren't really so bad

Their biggest threat is us!

Wolves aren't really so bad

Together we all can live...Ahoo 

Wolves all travel in a pack

To watch each other's back

Wolves all travel in a pack

Mother, Father and the pups....Ahoooooooooo

  

                 

             Swans

               Chorus:

I'm a swan, gliding gracefully, I'm a swan, elegant and free,

I'm a swan, long neck and sleek body, I'm a swan, gliding gracefully. 

Aquatic plants, and grains that taste so sweet,

Grasses too are what I like to eat.

Chorus:

Moms lay eggs in groups of 3 to 10

Sit on the nests to hatch the grey cygnet.

Our grey furry down will turn into white feathers.

They wont get wet in any kind of weather.

Chorus:

We fly in a flock to our nesting site

Out to open water that is quite a flight.

We face threats and near extinction

But being a swan is beautiful and fun.

Chorus:

 

Trout

Chorus: Oh, I am a trout and I'll never get cold.

Catch and Release me so I can grow old.

Oh, I am a trout and I'll never get cold.

Catch and Release me so I can grow old.

I live in fresh water in old Jackson Hole.

Gently I float down the river the river I call home.

Chorus:

I move in a school that's a group of fish.

I suck food through my mouth. Bugs are my favorite dish.

Chorus:

My gills are for breathing.  Scales protect my skin.

I love swimming fast, with my tail and fins

Chorus:

Beaver

CHORUS:    Chew, chew, chew, chew, That's what beavers do.  We chew!

Slap your tail, shout out loud. I'm proud to be a beaver.

No time to play, there's work to do.  Dams to build, logs to chew.

Aspen wood tastes good you know.  Tree comin' down.  Look out below!

CHORUS

Rodents come in different sizes, we are big look at these incisors.

Our teeth keep growing unles we're doing, what we do best... that's chewing

CHORUS

Under the ice we dive down low. Our lodge is entered from below.  

It's warm and safe and dry in here.  Because we're skillfull engineers.

CHORUS

Slap your tail, sound the alarm, webbed feet swim away from harm.

River otter loves to eat, beaver snack, beaver meat.

CHORUS

Waterproof fur and diving gear.  Plugs for the nose, plugs for the ears.

We wear diving goggles too.   You see we're built to swim and chew.

CHORUS

Beaver ponds helps flood control. In times of drought they're a water hole.

So remember your beaver pals.  We build lodges, dams and canals.

  CHORUS

I'm proud to be a beaver. I'm proud to be a beaver. I'm proud  to be be a BEAVER.  

WE CHEW!

 Baby Wapiti

Baby wapiti, little elk calf...Born on late May night,

Baby wapiti, little elk calf…Your fur is reddish-brown and spotted white.

Baby wapiti, little elk calf…Your mama's barking can you hear?

Baby wapiti, little elk calf…Lay very still for danger must be near. 

Laying in the meadow, walking in the cottonwoods

Drinking at the edge of the pond.

Baby wapiti, where will you stop today?

When will your herd be moving on?

 Baby wapiti, little elk calf...What will your future be?

Baby wapiti, little elk calf…In two years you're a grown up wapiti.

Baby wapiti, little elk calf…Some day you'll sound the bull elk call.

Baby wapiti, little elk calf…You'll be the one with antlers standing tall. 

Or maybe you'll be, a mother Wapiti

And wander off all alone.

Hidden in the grasses, away from the others

With a little wapiti of your own. 

Baby wapiti, little elk calf…The aspen trees are turning gold,

Baby wapiti, little elk calf…You'll soon be coming back to Jackson Hole.

Baby wapiti, little elk calf…When the snow has covered up the ground

Baby wapiti, little elk calf…An old cow leads you to Jackson Town. 

Browsing on the bushes, nibbling on the leaves

Grazing on the sweet tender grass.

Eat a lot of forage, get your belly full

'Cause winter is coming on fast.

 Baby wapiti, little elk calfThe aspen trees are turning gold

Baby wapiti, little elk calf…I'll see you down in Jackson Hole.