PSA with the Tin Woodsman


One of the great traditions of a seventies/eighties childhood was sitting in front of the cool blue glow of the television on Saturday morning in footie pajamas with a bowl of crunchy, colored sugar.  Alas, this great ritual is now lost as those darn fangled children can watch cartoons when ever they want on the Huluflix or the Nettubes.  

On any given Saturday you would also see the same PSAs over and over again for a period of years.  So much that we all know the songs and can likely sing along.  Here is my favorite.  Bonus points if you can sing the whole thing to the end.