We are commanded to tell the story of Passover, the Maggid, each year, but there are many ways to do so.  This year it will be in song.

(To the tune of Take Me Out to the Ballgame)

Take us ou-out of Egypt,

Free us from slavery,

Bake us some ma-atzah in a haste,

Don't worry 'bout flavor,

Give no thought to taste.

Oh it's rush, rush, rush, to the Red Sea,

If we don't cross it's a shame,

For it's ten plagues,

Down and you're out

At the Pesach game.

(To the tune of Gilligan's Island)

Just recline right back and you'll hear a tale, a tale of dreadful trip.

That started with ten awful plagues brought unto Egypt,

brought unto Egypt.

The boss, he was a Jewish man raised as a Pharaoh’s son.

Then God he did come ca-alling, soon was the fun begun,

soon was the fun begun.

Such blood! such frogs! and all those bugs,

Egyptians could not flee.

The Jews were really scoring points and soon they would be free.

and soon they would be free.

They crossed the Red Sea in all haste, which parted just for them,

The enemy was drowned at sea, no mercy for goyim.

No mercy for goyim.

They shlepped and shlepped for forty years across a desert land.

With Moses, and Miriam, too, with Aaron and his wife.

The Jews end up in Palestine,

But that’s another story!

(To the tune of I've Been Working on the Railroad)

 We've been working on these buildings;

 Pharaoh doesn't pay.

 We've been doing what he tells us --

 Mixing straw with clay.

 Can't you hear the master calling,

 "Hurry up, make that brick!"

 Can't you feel the master whip us

 'Til we're feeling sick.

  Oy vay, it's a mess,

  A terrible distress,

  Oy vay, it's a mess for Jews, us Jews.

 Moshe's in the palace with Pharaoh,

 Warning of all God's clou-ou-ou-out.

 Moshe's in the palace with Pharaoh,

 God is gonna get us out!

 We're singing...

 Fee, fi, fiddely eye oh,

 Make our matzahs "to go" oh oh oh.

 Fee, fi, fiddely eye oh,

 Stick it to that ol' Pharaoh!


haggadah Section: Maggid - Beginning