“Hinges,” Children’s Songbook of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, 277
I’m all made of hinges, ’cause ev’rything bends
From the top of my neck way down to my ends.
I’m hinges in front, and I’m hinges in back;
But I have to be hinges, or else I would crack!
Improvise actions as suggested by the words.
Words: Aileen Fisher
Music: Jeanne P. Lawler, b. 1924
© 1953, © renewed 1981, Aileen Fisher. From Up the Windy Hill. Abelard, N.Y. Used by permission. This song may be copied for incidental, noncommercial church or home use.