Long Description: The Stars at Putter's Rock, Childrens Music, Childrens English Vocals, buyout music, music for video and commercial music
Keywords: This song is full of imagery as you find yourself tiptoeing out on a warm summer's night for a stargazing picnic. Hear the crickets and whistle along with the music while your imagination sees fireflies in the sky and you feel the warm summer's dew on your feet! A warm, pleasant, uplifting and joyous musical adventure any parent will welcome to share with their child. Excellent for Television Vocals, Film Vocals, Radio, cartoons, Preschools, Pre-K, First Grade, Second Grade, and through Elementary School. Perfect for science lessons, children's science museums, entomology exhibits, nature exhibits, schools, having fun, playing, families, video games, toddlers, music for baby, sweet, charming, exciting, adventurous, warm, and wholesome. A song that will encourage a love of nature, the stars and bugs, and will bring families together for a memory-filled picnic that will last a lifetime
The Stars At Putter’s Rock
I packed my blanket and flashlight,
I packed my map of the stars,
I planned to find the Big Dipper,
Jupiter, Venus and Mars.
I filled up my lunch box with goodies,
Precisely at nine o’clock,
Out I went through the backyard gate,
And down to Putter’s Rock.
I spread my blanket on the grass,
And laid on my back to gaze,
But when I looked up to see the stars,
All that I saw was haze.
Not a twinkling star did I see,
Not even a slice of the moon,
On that hot hazy night by Putter’s Rock,
Smack in the middle of June.
So I sat up and lifted the lid,
Of the lunch box I’d just packed,
And I sat out there under the haze,
Eating my stargazer’s snack.
I wished to see one little star,
When a firefly flashed his light—
Then all of his cousins, brothers and pals,
Filled in for the stars that night.
So, if you go out stargazing,
And you don’t find the sky aglow—
Please come on down to Putter’s Rock
For a first-rate firefly show!!
© 1993 Music by Fern Carver Michonski
© 1991 Lyrics by Cheryl Elizabeth Waddell