Beatles Primary Songs Medley

I Want To Hold Your Hand

Oh, those gold 

plates lay hidden

deep in a mountainside

Till God

found one faithful

in whom he could confide!

in whom he could confide

in whom he could confide

Hard Day’s Night

Give said the little stream

Give oh give 

Give oh give

Give said the little stream

As it hurried

down the hill

Yes, I am small as you know 

But yet, wherever I go

The fields grow greener still

Come Together

Those Book of Mormon stories

that my teacher tells me

are about Lamanites

ancient history, well, they,

came, from, across the sea

They were given this land if they lived righteously!

Book of Mormon

stories

told to me

Ticket To Ride

I’m glad when daddy comes home,

as glad as can be, yeah

I clap my hands and I shout

then climb on his knee

Put my arms ‘round his neck

Hug him tight like this

Pat his cheeks, and then what?

a great big kiss

Twist and Shout

Well, follow the prophet, now

Follow the prophet

Don’t go astray

Go astray

Come on, come on, come on, come on, follow him

Follow the prophet

He really knows the way

Knows the way (whoo)