Cub Scout and Boy Scout Songs

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Cub Scout and Boy Scout Songs
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1492 - Columbo
Intended for:
Boy Scouts
In fourteen hundred and ninety two, (repeat)
A sailor from New Delhi (repeat)
Was walking down the streets of Spain, (repeat)
Selling hot tamales (repeat)
Chorus:
He said the world was roundo (repeat)
He said it could be foundo (repeat)
That hypothetical calculatin' son of a gun Colombo(repeat)
He walked right up to the Queen of Spain (repeat)
And asked for ships and cargo (repeat)
He said I'll be a son of a gun if I don't bring back Chicago (repeat)
- Chorus
Lyrics:
The ships cook, the ships cook (repeat)
Yes he was a cookin' (repeat)
He slipped a rat into the pot (repeat)
When no one else was lookin' (repeat)
- Chorus
The second mate, the second mate (repeat)
Yes he was a singin' (repeat)
He hit the second highest note (repeat)
And all our ears were ringin' (repeat)
- Chorus
The first mate, the first mate, (repeat)
Yes he was a biggun (repeat)
He fought and killed an octopus (repeat)
And used its arms for riggin' (repeat)
- Chorus
The captain, the captain, (repeat)
Yes he was a sailin' (repeat)
He guided us around the world (repeat)
And home without a failin' (repeat)
- Chorus
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A Ram Sam Sam
Intended for: All Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
A ram sam sam, a ram sam sam
Guli guli guli guli guli ram sam sam
A ram sam sam, a ram sam sam
A rafi, a rafi,
A rafi, a rafi,
Alternate Lyrics
Lyrics:
A Pizza Hut, a Pizza Hut
Kentucky Fried Chicken and a Pizza Hut
A Pizza Hut, a Pizza Hut
McDonald's, McDonald's
A Burger King, a Burger King
Long John Silvers and a Burger King
A Burger King, a Burger King
Red Lobster, Red Lobster
A Dairy Queen, a Dairy Queen
Chucky Cheese and a Dairy Queen
A Dairy Queen, a Dairy Queen
Roy Rogers, Roy Rogers
Actions:
Pizza Hut: Make shape of hut in air
Kentucky Fried Chicken: Flap elbows up and down
McDonalds: Put hands on top of head for arches
Burger King: Put hands on head with fingers up to make crown
Long John Silvers: Mimic sword play
Red Lobster: Hold up arms and bring fingers down on thumbs like lobster claws
Dairy Queen: Mimic milking a cow
Chucky Cheese: Mimic throwing a pizza in air
Roy Rogers: Mimic riding a horse.
A good Cub Scout,
A good Cub Scout,
A new Tiger Cub and a good Cub Scout
A good Cub Scout,
A good Cub Scout,
A busy young Wolf Cub and a good Cub Scout
We are Cub Scouts!
We are Cub Scouts!
A growing fast Bear Cub and a good Cub Scout
We are Cub Scouts!
We are Cub Scouts!
A pack leading Webelos and a good Cub Scout
A Song That Gets on Everybody's Nerves
Intended for:
Lyrics:
All Scouts
I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves
And this is how it goes...
(repeat forever)
Aardvark
Intended for:
Tiger Scouts, Wolf Scouts
Lyrics:
I love my Aardvark
My aardvark loves me
I love my aardvark
'Neath the cottonwood tree
My little aardvark goes
Oi dee dee dee dee
Doy dee dee dee
Doy dee doy dee doy
Ain't No Bugs on Me
Intended for:
All Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
Oh, there ain't no bugs on me, on me.
There ain't no bugs on me
There may be bugs on some of you mugs
But there ain't no bugs on me.
Oh there ain't no flies on me, on me.
There ain't no flies on me.
There may be flies on some of you guys
But there ain't no flies on me.
Lyrics:
Well, the Juney bug comes in the month of June
The lightning bug comes in May
Bed bug comes just any old time
But, they're not going to stay
Well, a bull frog sittin' on a lily pad
Looking up at the sky
The lily pad broke and the frog fell in
He got water all in his eye.
There ain't no frogs on us.
There ain't no frogs on us.
There might be frogs on some of you dogs,
But there ain't no frogs on us.
Mosquito he fly high
Mosquito he fly low
If old mosquito lands on me
He ain't a gonna fly no mo'
A peanut sittin' on a railroad track
His heart was all a flutter
Along come a choo-choo on the track
Toot! Toot! Peanut butter!
A cow walked on the railroad track,
the train was coming fast.
The train got off the railroad track
to let the cow go past!
As I went walking through the woods
Humming a tune so gaily
The wind come whistling through the trees
And froze my ukelele
Oh there ain't no lobsters on me
There, ain't no lobsters on me
There may be lobsters On some of you mobsters
But there ain't no lobsters on me.
Oh it ain't gonna rain no more no more
It ain't gonna rain no more
How in the heck can I wash my neck
When it ain't gonna rain no more?
Well little bugs have littler bugs.
Up on their backs to bite'em
And the littler bugs have still littler bugs
And so ad infinitum.
We had a cat down on our farm
It had a ball of yarn
When those little cats were born
They all had sweaters on
She lay down by the sewer
And by the sewer she died
And at the coroner's inquest
They called it sewer side
We had a goat down on our farm
It ate up old tin cans
When those little goats were born
They came in Ford sedans
Some people say that fleas are black
But I know that ain't so
'Cause Marry had a little lamb
Whose fleece was white as snow
Mary had a little lamb,
so goes the tale of yore.
She loved that little lamb so much,
she passed the plate for more.
I woke up in the morning,
I glanced upon the wall.
The roaches and the bedbugs
were having a game of ball.
The score was six to nothing,
the roaches were ahead.
A bedbug hit a home run
and knocked me out of bed!
The chamber maid came to my bed
Get up you lazy sinner
We need the sheets for table cloths
And it's almost time for dinner
Jack and Jill went up the hill
To try out Jack's new flivver
The car broke down a mile from town
And dumped them in the river.
A doctor fell into a well
and broke his collar bone.
We think that he should tend the sick
and leave the well alone.
A farmer slipped on the old barn roof
when rotten boards gave way,
And as as he fell, he shrugged and said,
'It's time to hit the hay.'
Humpty Dumpty fell right down
and landed on his head,
So, all the horses and the men
had scrambled eggs and bread.
Ain't That Funky Now
Intended for: Boy Scouts
Notes:
This is popular, probably because its just so silly and scouts can easily create
more verses. It's more of a chant than a song.
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall,
All the king's horses and all of the king's men said...
WHOA, ain't that Funky now!
[Clap, Clap]
Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water,
Jack fell down and broke his crown and Jill said...
[Clap, Clap]
Lyrics:
Hickery dickery dock, the mouse ran up the clock,
the clock struck one, and down he run and said...
[Clap, Clap]
Little Miss Muffet sat on a tuffet eating her curds and whey
When along came a spider and sat down beside her and said...
[Clap, Clap]
Baa Baa Black sheep have you any wool,
Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full,
One for my master and one for the dame,
And one for the little boy who said...
[Clap, Clap]
It's raining, it's pouring, the old man is snoring,
he went to bed and bumped his head and said...
[Clap, Clap]
I'm a little tea pot short and stout,
this is my handle and this is my spout,
when you tip me over I will shout...
[Clap, Clap]
Yankee Doodle went to town a-ridin' on his pony,
Stuck a feather in his hat and said...
[Clap, Clap]
Old mother Hubbard went to the cupboard to get her poor dog a bone,
but when she got there, the cupboard was bare and she said...
[Clap, Clap]
Eeny meeny miny moe, catch a tiger by the toe,
if he hollers make him say...
[Clap, Clap]
All around the mulbery bush the monkey chased the weasle,
The monkey thought it was all in fun, and said...
[Clap, Clap]
Peter, Peter, Pumpkin Eater had a wife and couldn't keep her,
Put her in a pumpkin shell and she said...
[Clap, Clap]
This little piggy went to market,
This little piggy stayed home.
This little piggy had roast beef,
And this little piggy had none.
And this little piggy said...
[Clap, Clap]
The itsy bitsy spider went up the water spout.
Down came the rain and washed the spider out.
Out came the sun and dried up all the water.
The itsy bitsy spider said...
[Clap, Clap]
Rub-a-dub-dub-dub three men in a tub,...
[Clap, Clap]
Ole King Kole was a merry old soul,
And a merry old soul was he.
He called for his pipe and he called for his bowl,
And he said...
[Clap, Clap]
There was an old woman who lived in a shoe,
She has so many children, she said...
[Clap, Clap]
Hey diddle diddle the cat and fiddle,
The cow jumped over the moon.
The little dog laughed to see such sport
And cat said...
[Clap, Clap]
Little boy blue come blow your horn,
The sheeps in the meadow, the cows in the corn...
[Clap, Clap]
Little Bo Peep has lost her sheep
And doesn't know where to fine them...
[Clap, Clap]
Mary had a little lamb, its fleece was white as snow,
And everywhere that Mary went, the lamb was sure to go...
[Clap, Clap]
Akela
Intended for:
Cub Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
See the B-I-N-G-O song.
Lyrics:
We have a leader we all love,
Akela is his name-o.
A-K-E-L-A
A-K-E-L-A
A-K-E-L-A
Akela is his name-o.
Akela's Trail
Intended for:
Tiger Scouts, Wolf Scouts, Bear Scouts
Notes:
Tune: It's a Small World
It's a world of fun, it's a world of joy,
And a smile comes easy to every boy.
Things that we've learned today,
Lead along Akela's way.
We are Cub Scouts after all.
Lyrics:
Chorus:
We are Cub Scouts after all,
To all Cub Scouts send the call.
Show Akela we stand tall,
When we seek our quest, we will do our best,
On Akela's trail, we will never fail.
Without any doubt's,
We will be loyal Scouts.
- Chorus
All God's Critters
Intended for:
Notes:
Cub Scouts
The Tune: (very low, please turn up your sound)
Chorus:
All God's critters got a place in the choir
Some sing lower and some sing higher
Some sing out loud on the telephone wire
And some just clap their hands or paws,
Or anything they got now.
Listen to the bass, it's the one on the bottom
Where the bullfrog croaks and the hippopotamus
Moans and groans with a big t'do
And the old cow just goes moo.
Lyrics:
The dogs and the cats they take up the middle
While the honeybee hums and the cricket fiddles,
The donkey brays and the pony neighs
And the old coyote howls.
Chorus
Listen to the top where the little birds sing
On the melodies with the high notes ringing,
The hoot owl hollers over everything
And the jaybird disagrees.
Singin' in the night time, singing in the day,
The little duck quacks, then he's on his way.
The 'possum ain't got much to say
And the porcupine talks to himself.
Chorus
It's a simple song of living sung everywhere
By the ox and the fox and the grizzly bear,
The grumpy alligator the the hawk above,
The sly raccoon and the turtle dove.
Chorus
All the Raindrops
Intended for:
Cub Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
If all the raindrops
Were lemondrops and gumdrops
Oh, what a rain that would be!
Standing outside, with my mouth open wide
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
If all the raindrops
Were lemondrops and gumdrops
Oh, what a rain that would be!
Lyrics:
If all the snowflakes
Were candy bars and milkshakes
Oh, what a snow that would be!
If all the snowflakes
Were candy bars and milkshakes
Oh, what a snow that would be!
If all the sunbeams
Were bubblegum and ice cream
Oh, what a sun that would be!
If all the sunbeams
Were bubblegum and ice cream
Oh, what a sun that would be!
All You Etta
Intended for: Cub Scouts
Notes:
The Tune (Alouette):
Fun after dinner for a filler or while doing dishes.
Chorus:
All you etta, think of all you etta,
All you etta think of all you et.
Think of all the [bread] you et,
All the [bread],
All you et,
Ohhhh . . .
- Chorus
(Repeat replacing [bread] with each food you had.)
Lyrics:
Ravioli
Chorus:
Ravioli, I like ravioli.
Ravioli, it's the best for me.
Leader: Have I got it on my chin?
All: Yes, you've got it on your chin.
Leader: On my chin?
All: On your chin.
All: Oooooooooh... into Chorus.
(Repeat replacing [chin] with tie, shirt, pants, shoes, stove, tent, ... until tired of
it)
Leader: Is it all over?
All: Yes, it's all over.
Leader: GOOD!
Alligator
Intended for:
Lyrics:
Chorus:
Alligator. Alligator.
Can be your friend
Can be your friend
Can be your friend too.
The alligator is my friend.
He can be your friend too.
If only you would understand
That he has feelings, too.
- Chorus
The alligator laughs and sings.
He never cries the blues.
I'd rather have him as my friend
Than have him for my shoes.
- Chorus
The alligator ate my friend.
He can eat your friend too.
If only you would understand
That he is hungry, too.
- Chorus
America
Intended for:
All Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
Lyrics:
My country, 'tis of thee,
Sweet land of liberty,
Of thee I sing;
Land where my fathers died,
Land of the pilgrims' pride,
From ev'ry mountainside
Let freedom ring.
My native country, thee,
Land of the noble free,
Thy name I love;
I love thy rocks and rills,
Thy woods and templed hills,
My heart with rapture thrills
Like that above.
Let music swell the breeze,
And ring from all the trees,
Sweet freedom's song;
Let mortal tongues awake,
Let all that breathes partake,
Let rocks for silence break,
The sound prolong.
Our fathers' God to Thee,
Author of liberty
To thee we sing;
Long may our land be bright,
With freedom's holy light,
Protect us by thy might,
Great God, our King.
America, the Beautiful
Intended for:
All Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
O beautiful for spacious skies,
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain!
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!
Lyrics:
O beautiful for pilgrim feet
Whose stern impassioned stress
A thoroughfare for freedom beat
Across the wilderness!
America! America!
God mend thine every flaw,
Confirm thy soul in self-control,
Thy liberty in law!
O beautiful for heroes proved
In liberating strife.
Who more than self the country loved
And mercy more than life!
America! America!
May God thy gold refine
Till all success be nobleness
And every gain divine!
O beautiful for patriot dream
That sees beyond the years
Thine alabaster cities gleam
Undimmed by human tears!
America! America!
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!
O beautiful for halcyon skies,
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties
Above the enameled plain!
America! America!
Till souls wax fair as earth and air
And music-hearted sea!
O beautiful for pilgrims feet,
Whose stem impassioned stress
A thoroughfare for freedom beat
Across the wilderness!
America! America!
Till paths be wrought through
wilds of thought
By pilgrim foot and knee!
O beautiful for glory-tale
Of liberating strife
When once and twice,
for man's avail
Men lavished precious life!
America! America!
Till selfish gain no longer stain
The banner of the free!
O beautiful for patriot dream
That sees beyond the years
Thine alabaster cities gleam
Undimmed by human tears!
America! America!
Till nobler men keep once again
Thy whiter jubilee!
Anchors Aweigh
Intended for:
Boy Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
Stand, Navy, out to sea, Fight our battle cry;
We'll never change our course, So vicious foe steer shy-y-y-y.
Roll out the TNT, Anchors Aweigh.
Sail on to victory
And sink their bones to Davy Jones, hooray!
Anchors Aweigh, my boys, Anchors Aweigh.
Farewell to college joys, we sail at break of day-ay-ay-ay.
Through our last night on shore, drink to the foam,
Until we meet once more,
Here's wishing you a happy voyage home.
Lyrics:
The Original Version
Stand Navy down the field, sails set to the sky.
We'll never change our course, so Army you steer shy-y-y-y.
Roll up the score, Navy, Anchors Aweigh.
Sail Navy down the field and sink the Army, sink the Army Grey.
Get underway, Navy, decks cleared for the fray,
We'll hoist true Navy Blue o Army down your Grey-y-y-y.
Full speed ahead, Navy; Army heave to,
Furl Black and Grey and Gold and hoist the Navy, hoist the Navy Blue
Blue of the Seven Seas; gold of God's great sun
Let these our colors be till all of time be done-n-n-ne,
By Severn shore we learn Navy's stern call:
Faith, courage, service true, with honor over, honor over all.
Announcements
Intended for:
All Scouts
Announcements, announcements, announcements!
What a terrible way to die,
A terrible way to die,
A terrible way to be talked to death.
A terrible way to die.
(London Bridge)
Make the announcements short and sweet,
Short and sweet,
Short and sweet.
Make the announcemnts short and sweet,
They're so BORING!
Lyrics:
(Ever Seen a Windmill)
Have you ever seen a windbag,
A windbag, a windbag?
Have you ever seen a windbag?
Well, there's one right now.
Swings this way and that way,
And this way and that way,
Have you ever seen a windbag?
Well there's one RIGHT NOW!
(Freres Jaques)
Words of wisdom,
Words of wisdom.
Here they come,
Here they come.
Boring words of wisdom,
Boring words of wisdom.
Dum, dum, dum,
Dum, dum, dum.
(What Do You Do With A Drunken Sailor)
What do you do with a loud Cubmaster?
What do you do with a loud Cubmaster?
What do you do with a loud Cubmaster,
Early in the evening?
Hit him in the face with a chocolate cream pie!
Hit him in the face with a chocolate cream pie!
Hit him in the face with a chocolate cream pie,
Early in the evening!
Row, row, row your boat
Gently down the stream
Throw the announcements overboard and listen to them scream.
Gently down the stream.
Ha Ha! Fooled you,
I'm a submarine.
The man stood up to talk.
He talked real long and hard.
He talked so long I wrote this song,
On the lid of a can of lard!
He's got something to say.
I'm sure it must be good.
But if he talks too long today,
we'll leave its understood.
We've got a silly cheer,
That you've just got to hear!
It makes no sense we're sure you know,
The announcements have to GO!
Ants Go Marching
Intended for:
Cub Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
The ants go marching one by one, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching one by one, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching one by one,
The little one stops to suck his thumb
And they all go marching down to the ground
To get out of the rain, BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The ants go marching two by two, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching two by two, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching two by two,
The little one stops to tie his shoe
The ants go marching three by three, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching three by three, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching three by three,
The little one stops to climb a tree
Lyrics:
The ants go marching four by four, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching four by four, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching four by four,
The little one stops to shut the door
The ants go marching five by five, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching five by five, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching five by five,
The little one stops to take a dive
The ants go marching six by six, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching six by six, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching six by six,
The little one stops to pick up sticks
The ants go marching seven by seven, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching seven by seven, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching seven by seven,
The little one stops to pray to heaven
The ants go marching eight by eight, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching eight by eight, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching eight by eight,
The little one stops to shut the gate
The ants go marching nine by nine, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching nine by nine, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching nine by nine,
The little one stops to check the time
The ants go marching ten by ten, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching ten by ten, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching ten by ten,
The little one stops to say 'THE END'
Apples and Bananas
Intended for:
All Scouts
I like to eat, I like to eat, eight apples and bananas
I like to eat, I like to eat, eight apples and bananas
Lyrics:
(Repeat replacing all vowels with the long "a", "e",
"i", "o", "u")
For example:
A lAke tA Ate, A lAke tA Ate, Ate Aapples And bAnAnAs ...
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Baby Beluga
Intended for:
Wolf Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
Baby beluga in the deep blue sea,
Swim so wild and you swim so free.
Heaven above and the sea below,
Just a little white whale on the go.
Baby beluga, baby beluga, is the water warm?
Is your mother home with you, so happy.
Way down yonder where the dolphins play,
Where they dive and splash all day,
The waves roll in and the waves roll out,
See the wate
water squirting out of your spout.
Lyrics:
Baby beluga, baby beluga, sing your little song,
Sing for all your friends, we like to hear you.
When it's late and you're home and fed,
Curled up snug in your waterbed.
Stars are shining and the moon is bright,
Good night, little whale, goodnight.
Baby beluga, baby beluga, with tomorrow's sun,
Another day has come, you'll soon be waking.
Baby beluga, baby beluga, is the water warm?
Is your mother home with you, so happy.
Baby Bumble Bee
A Favorite Song
Notes:
User your leader's name instead of 'my leader' if it fits. Or, 'my counselor',
'Scoutmaster', or other title.
(cup hands carrying bee)
I found at camp a baby bumble bee
Won't my leader be so proud of me?
I found at camp a baby bumble bee...
Ouch! It stung me!
(squish hands together)
I'm squashing up my baby bumble bee
I'm squashing up my baby bumble bee...
Ew! What a mess!
Lyrics:
(put hand in front of mouth like licking)
I'm licking up my baby bumble bee
I'm licking up my baby bumble bee...
Ugh! I feel sick!
(hold stomache and bend over)
I'm barfing up my baby bumble bee
I'm barfing up my baby bumble bee...
Oh! Another mess!
(pretend mopping, then stand tall and proud)
I'm mopping up my baby bumble bee
I'm mopping up my baby bumble bee...
Hey, leader, aren't you proud of me?
I found at camp a baby bumble bee
(clap loud)I got it before it got me!
Baby Shark
Notes:
The fun of this song is in the actions. As the shark gets bigger, so does its mouth
you make with your hands and arms.
(shark mouth with hands connected at wrist)
Baby shark, Doh-doh, doh, doh
Baby shark
(shark mouth with forearms connected at elbows)
Momma shark, Doh-doh, doh, doh
Momma shark
(shark mouth with full arms)
Daddy shark, Doh-doh, doh, doh
Daddy shark
Lyrics:
(same as Daddy, but with fists instead of fingers to look like no teeth)
Grandpa shark, Doh-doh, doh, doh
Grandpa shark
(swimming crawl motion with arms)
Swimmer dude, Doh-doh, doh, doh
Swimmer dude
(hand on top of head like shark fin. Other hand rubbing stomache with hungry
look on face.)
Hungry shark, Doh-doh, doh, doh
Hungry shark
(backcrawl swimming motion with arms)
Swam away, Doh-doh, doh, doh
Swam away
(same backcrawl, with very frantic actions)
Swam too slow, Doh-doh, doh, doh
Swam too slow
(hop on one leg to beat)
Lost a leg, Doh-doh, doh, doh
Lost a leg
(hand on head like shark fin. Other hand rubs stomache with a very satisfied look
on face.)
Happy shark, Doh-doh, doh, doh
Happy shark
(push cellphone numbers to beat)
Call 9-1-1, Doh-doh, doh, doh
Call 9-1-1
(make any dieing actions you want. finger across neck, grabbing heart, fainting
away,...)
It's too late, Doh-doh, doh, doh
It's too late
(point to your bottom)
That's the end, Doh-doh, doh, doh
That's the end
Back to Gilwell
Intended for:
Boy Scouts
Notes:
The Wood Badge song.
The Tune:
I used to be a Beaver, and a good ol' Beaver too,
But now I've finished Beaver-ing,
I don't know what to do,
I'm growing old and feeble,
And I can Beaver no more,
So I'm going to work my ticket if I can.
Chorus:
Back to Gilwell, happy land;
I'm going to work my ticket if I can.
Lyrics:
Verses:
I used to be a Bobwhite
I used to be an Eagle
I used to be a Fox
I used to be an Owl
I used to be a Bear
I used to be a Buffalo
I used to be an Antelope
I used to be a Staffer
Battle Hymn of the Republic
Intended for:
All Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
Lyrics:
Mine eyes have seen the glory
of the coming of the Lord;
He is trampling out the vintage
where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He has loosed the fateful lightning
of His terrible swift sword;
His truth is marching on.
Chorus: Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
His truth is marching on
In the beauty of a stable
Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in His presence
that transfigures you and me,
And he died to make men holy,
Let us live to make men free;
While God is marching on.
Chorus
Chicken Sandwich
I walk into a restaurant
And this is what I cry:
'I want a chicken sandwich,
Cup of coffee, piece of pie.'
Oh, you will surely hear me
Sing this song until I die!
'I want a chicken sandwich,
Cup of coffee, piece of pie.'
It isn't any trouble just to S-M-I-L-E
It isn't any trouble just to S-M-I-L-E
There isn't any trouble that won't vanish like a bubble,
If you only take the trouble just to S-M-I-L-E.
It isn't any trouble just to G-R-I-N, grin.
It isn't any trouble just to L-A-U-G-H
It isn't any trouble just to HA! HA! HA! HA! HA!
I went fishing at the lake
With worms and pole and pail,
To catch a fish for supper,
But instead I caught a whale.
I climbed upon his slippery back,
And took myself a ride,
But he swam so fast I slipped right off,
And landed right inside.
Glory, glory hallelujah,
That's a tall tale I told to ya,
Shakes and shivers running through ya,
(Spoken) Here comes another one, worse than the other one.
An astronaut invited me
To take a ride in space.
We blasted off one morning,
For a most unusual place.
We landed on a planet,
After many weeks of flight;
We saw three-headed elephants,
A most unusual sight.
Glory, glory hallelujah
That's a tall tale I told to ya.
Do you believe that it is true, ya?
(Spoken) Well it's not!
I dug a hole to plant a tree
One warm and sunny day.
I dug so deep I couldn't get out
To run and jump and play.
I thought to keep on digging
Was the best thing I could do.
So I made a hole clean through the earth,
And then I fell right through.
Glory, glory hallelujah
That's the last tale I'll tell to ya,
Aren't you glad that I am through, ya?
(Spoken) Thank goodness!!
Battle Hymn Scouting Verses
Intended for:
All Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
Lyrics:
The Weekend
I have seen the sky in darkness, I have seen it in the sun,
I have felt the rain upon me, I ve enjoyed the snowy fun.
When the weather isn t cloudy or the wind it doesn t blow.
It isn t only raining, it s the weekend too, you know.
Glory, glory, it s the weekend!
Glory, glory, it s the weekend!
I can tell because it s raining and it s 42 below,
As we Scouts go marching on.
Ode to a Den Leader
After raising six sweet daughters, I was glad to have a son.
I thought of all the games we'd play, the picnics, hikes and fun.
I thought of how we'd sit and talk for hours when day is done.
Oh, wasn't I the foolish one.
Chorus:
Glory, glory, I'm a leader.
How'd I get to be a leader?
All I ever wanted was to have a little fun
Cub Scouting with my son.
I tried to make excuses and their pleas to ignore.
I said, 'I'm not equipped!' they said, 'Oh, yes you are, what more,
We will train you in the basics and outfit you for the corps.'
And they shoved me out the door.
Chorus
They taught me how to sing a song and how to tie a knot.
They taught me how to do a skit, make puppets on the spot.
They taught me all I'd need to know, at least that's what I thought.
'Til a Cub came in with a snake that he'd caught!
Chorus
The time arrived for hiking, just my Webelos den and me.
They say the woods are full of many sights for you to see.
I know we sure were sights when we were found, eventually.
And I do this all for free.
Chorus
But even though I mumble and I grumble and I pout
And many times I wonder what's the best way to get out.
When all is said and done there really isn't any doubt.
I'm glad to be a scout!
Glory, glory, I'm a leader!
I'm so glad to be a leader!
When all is said and done and then they lay me to my rest,
They'll say I did my best!
Battle of New Orleans
Intended for:
Boy Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
In eighteen fourteen we took a little trip
Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip'.
We took a little bacon and we took a little beans,
And we fought the bloody British near the town of New Orleans.
Chorus:
We fired our guns but the British kept a comin'.
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago.
We fired once more and they began a runnin',
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.
Lyrics:
We looked down the river and we seen the British come,
And there must have been a hundred of 'em beatin' on the drum.
They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring.
We stood behind our cotton bales and didn't say a thing.
- Chorus
Ol' Hickory said we could take 'em by surprise,
If we didn't fire our muskets 'til we looked 'em in the eyes.
We held our fire 'til we seen their faces well,
Then we opened up our squirrel guns and really gave 'em ... Well, ...
- Chorus
We fired our cannons 'til the barrel melted down,
Then we grabbed an alligator and we fired another round.
We filled his mouth with cannon balls and powdered his behind,
And when we set the powder off the 'gator lost his mind. oh, ...
- Chorus
They ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles.
They ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go.
They ran so fast, the hounds couldn't catch 'em,
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.
- Chorus
Be a Good Scout
Be a good Scout, and always wear a smile,
Be a good Scout, be cheerful all the while,
It's the creed, yes indeed, that a Scout must practice gaily.
Lyrics:
Help those in need - do a Good Turn daily,
Be a good Scout - be Loyal, Clean and Brave,
Never say die, just let your banner wave,
On your honor, do your best
When they put you to the test.
And always be a good scout.
Deanna Durbin sang this in the 1938 movie "That Certain Age" - View Video
Be Kind to Your Webfooted Friends
Notes:
The Tune:
Be kind to your web-footed friends
For that duck may be somebody's mother,
She lives in a nest in a swamp
Where the weather is always damp.
Lyrics:
You may think that this is the end,
Well it is, but to prove we're all liars,
We're going to sing it again,
Only this time we'll sing a little higher.
[Repeat the song but sing it a bit higher. Continue for as many rounds as you can
stand.]
Finally, end with:
You may think that this is the end....
Well you're right!
Be kind to your old umbrella,
For some day it may be under the weather.
Be kind to your old pair of shoes,
And they'll keep out the rain and mud.
Be kind to your fur-bearing friends,
For a skunk may be somebody's brother.
Be kind to your friends with the stripes
Including raccoons and snipes.
Beans in my Ears
Notes:
The Tune:
My mommy said not to put beans in my ears!
Beans in my ears! Beans in my ears!
My mommy said not to put beans in my ears!
B-E-A-N-S in my ears!
Now why would I want to put beans in my ears?
Beans in my ears? Beans in my ears?
Now why would I want to put beans in my ears?
B-E-A-N-S in my ears?
Lyrics:
You can't hear the teacher with beans in your ears!
Beans in your ears! Beans in your ears!
You can't hear the teacher with beans in your ears!
B-E-A-N-S in your ears!
Hey, Charlie, let's go and put beans in our ears!
Beans in our ears? Beans in our ears!
Hey, Charlie, let's go and put beans in our ears!
B-E-A-N-S in our ears!
WHAT'S THAT YOU SAY? Let's put beans in our ears!
Beans in our ears? Beans in our ears!
WHAT'S THAT YOU SAY? Let's put beans in our ears!
YOU'LL HAVE TO SPEAK UP, I'VE GOT BEANS IN MY EARS!
Beans in your ears? Beans in my ears!
YOU'LL HAVE TO SPEAK UP, I'VE GOT BEANS IN MY EARS!
B-E-A-N-S in my ears!
Hey, mommy we've gone and put beans in our ears!
Beans in our ears! Beans in our ears!
Hey, mommy we've gone and put beans in our ears!
That's nice, boys, just don't put those beans in your ears!
Beans in your ears! Beans in your ears!
That's nice, boys, just don't put those beans in your ears!
B-E-A-N-S in your ears!
I think that all grownups have beans in their ears!
Beans in their ears! Beans in their ears!
I think that all grownups have beans in their ears!
B-E-A-N-S in their ears!
Beaver Dance
Intended for:
Cub Scouts
Notes:
This was THE most popular song at camp
Beavers One, Beavers All,
Let's all do the Beaver crawl!
(make crawling motions with hands or crawl on ground)
Lyrics:
Beavers Two, Beavers Three,
Let's all climb the Beaver tree!
(make motion like climbinb a tree)
Beavers Four, Beavers Five,
Let's all do the Beaver Jive!
(do hand jive motions)
Beavers Six, Beavers Seven,
Let's all go to Beaver heaven!
(do hand prayer, close eyes, and sway)
Beavers Eight, Beavers Nine,
STOP! - - It's Beaver Time!
(Do crazy dance and Nah, Nah, Na-nah singing of Hammer Time song)
Beverly Hillbillies
Intended for:
Boy Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
Come listen to a story about a man named Jed
A poor mountaineer, barely kept his family fed,
Then one day he was shootin' at some food,
And up from the ground came a bubblin' crude.
Oil that is, black gold, Texas tea.
Lyrics:
Well the first thing you know ol' Jed's a millionaire,
His kinfolk said, 'Jed, move away from there!'
They said, 'Californy is the place you oughtta be.'
So, they loaded up the truck and moved to Beverly.
Hills, that is, Swimmin' pools, movie stars.
Well now its time to say goodbye to Jed and all his kin.
And they would like to thank you folks fer kindly droppin' in.
You're all invited back next week to this locality
To have a heapin' helpin' of their hospitality
Hillybilly that is. Set a spell, Take your shoes off.
Y'all come back now, y'hear?
Big Bad John
Intended for:
Boy Scouts
Notes:
Hear It
Every morning at the mine you could see him arrive
He stood six foot six and weighed two forty five
Kinda broad at the shoulder and narrow at the hip
And everybody knew ya didn't give no lip to Big John.
Big John
Big Jooooooohn
Big Bad John
Nobody seemed to know where John called home
He just drifted into town and stayed all alone
He didn't say much, kinda quiet and shy
And if you spoke at all, you just said "Hi" to Big John.
Somebody said he came from New Orleans
Where he got in a fight over a Cajun Queen
And a crashin' blow from a huge right hand
Sent a Lousiana fella to the Promised Land - Big John
Big John
Big Jooooooohn
Big Bad John
Lyrics:
Then came the day at the bottom of the mine
When a timber cracked and men started cryin'
Miners were prayin' and hearts beat fast
Everybody thought that they'd breathed their last-'cept John
Through the dust and the smoke of this man-made hell
Walked a giant of a man that the miners knew well
Grabbed a saggin' timber, gave out with a groan
And like a giant oak tree he just stood there alone - Big John
Big John
Big Jooooooohn
Big Bad John
With all of his strength he gave a mighty shove
Then a miner yelled out "There's a light up above!"
And twenty men scrambled from a would-be grave
Now there's only one left down there to save - Big John
With jacks and timbers they started back down
Then came that rumble way down in the ground
And then smoke and gas belched out of that mine
Everybody knew it was the end of the line for Big John
Big John
Big Jooooooohn
Big Bad John
Now they never reopened that worthless pit
They just placed a marble stand in front of it
These few words are written on that stand
At the bottem of this mine lies a big, big man - Big John
Big John
Big Jooooooohn
Big Bad John
Bill Grogan's Goat
A Favorite Song
Intended for:
All Scouts
The Tune:
Notes:
Leader sings and then everyone repeats at each (*)
Bill Grogan's goat,* was feeling fine.*
Ate three red shirts,* right off the line.*
Bill took a stick,* gave him three whacks,*
And tied him to,* the railroad tracks.*
The whistle blew,* the train grew nigh;*
Bill Grogan's goat,* was doomed to die.*
Lyrics:
He gave three moans,* of mortal pain,*
Barfed up those shirts,* and flagged that train.*
The Engineer,* got out to see,*
What in the world,* this thing could be.*
And when he saw,* It was a goat,*
Pulled out his knife,* and cut it's throat.*
Now Billy Goat* is really dead,*
He went to heaven,* without a head.*
And when he got there,* St. Peter said,*
'Dear Billy Goat,* where is your head?'*
I do not know,* I can not tell,*
For all I know,* It just may be ...*
Way down yonder in the paw paw patch.*
(can migrate right into the Paw Paw Patch song)
Billboard Song
Intended for:
Notes:
All Scouts
The Tune: Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Version 1
As I was walking down the street a billboard caught my eye.
The advertising that was there would make you laugh or cry.
The wind and rain had almost washed that old billboard away.
But the advertising painted there would have that billboard say:
Have a smoke of Coca-Cola. Chew catsup cigarette's.
Watch Lillian Russell wrestle with a box of oysterettes.
Pork and beans will meet tonight in a finish fight.
Hear Chauncey DePeeuw speak upon sapolio tonight.
Lyrics:
Bay rum is good for horses; it is the best in town.
Castoria cures the measles, if you pay ten dollars down.
Teeth extracted without pain, a nickel or half a dime.
Ingersolls are selling now, a little behind the times.
Chew Wrigleys for that headache. Eat Campbells for that cough.
There's going to be a swimming bee at the village watering trough.
Buy a case of ginger-ale, it makes the best of broth.
Shinola's good to curl the hair, it will not rub it off!
Version 2
As I was walking down the street one dark and gloomy day
I came upon a billboard and much to my dismay
The sign was torn and tattered from the storm the night before
The wind and rain had done it's work and this is what I saw:
Smoke Coca-Cola cigarettes, chew Wrigley's Spearmint beer,
Ken-L Ration Dog Food keeps your wife's complexion clear
Simonize your baby with a Hershey's candy bar
And Texaco's the beauty cream that's used by all the stars.
So take your next vacation in a brand new Frigidaire
Learn to play the piano in your winter underwear
Doctors say that babies should smoke until they're three
And people over 65 should bathe in Lipton Tea.
BINGO
Intended for:
Cub Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
There was a farmer had a dog,
And Bingo was his name-o.
B-I-N-G-O
B-I-N-G-O
B-I-N-G-O
Lyrics:
(clap)-I-N-G-O
(clap)-I-N-G-O
(clap)-I-N-G-O
(clap)-(clap)-N-G-O
(clap)-(clap)-N-G-O
(clap)-(clap)-N-G-O
(clap)-(clap)-(clap)-G-O
(clap)-(clap)-(clap)-(clap)-O
(clap)-(clap)-(clap)-(clap)-(clap)
Boa Constrictor
Intended for:
Cub Scouts
I m being swallowed by a boa constrictor,
And I don t like it very much.
Oh no, he swallowed by toe.
Lyrics:
Oh gee, he s up to my knee.
Oh fiddle, he s up to my middle,
Oh heck, he s up to my neck.
Oh dread, he swallowed my (gurgling, gagging noises)
BoogaLoo
(have everyone stand in a circle linking arms around their neighbors' shoulders or
waists. everyone stomps their feet loudly as marching in place to the beat.)
(when the leader yells out, everyone else has their heads bowed. They raise their
heads to yell out "What's that you say?")
Leader: Let me see your BoogaLoo!
All: What's that you say?
Leader: I say, Let me see your BoogaLoo!
Leader: I say, Let me see your BoogaLoo!
All: (everyone unlinks arms and boogies around ) I say, ooh, ah ah ah, ooh. Ooh,
ah ah ah, ooh.
Lyrics:
Leader: (to get everyone linked back up and start their feet stomping again)
Aaaand, we're marching, we're marching, we're marching, marching, marching.
Leader: Let me see your Frankenstein!
Leader: I say, Let me see your Frankenstein!
Leader: I say, Let me see your Frankenstein!
All: (everyone unlinks arms and walks around like Frankenstein) around ) I say,
aaargh, grrr, ... like Frankstein sounds.
Additional Verses:
Let me see your Elephant.
Let me see you Eat Peanut Butter.
Let me see your Grizzly Bear.
Let me see you Kung Fu Fighting.
... more as you can imagine.
Boom Boom Ain't It Great to be Crazy
Intended for:
Cub Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
Chorus:
Boom, boom, ain't it great to be crazy? (or Camping, or Scouting, or ...)
Boom, boom, ain't it great to be crazy?
Giddy and foolish the whole day through
Boom, boom, ain't it great to be crazy?
A horse and a flea and three blind mice
Sat on a curbstone shooting dice
The horse he slipped and fell on the flea
'Whoops,' said the flea, 'There's a horse on me!'
- Chorus
Way down South where bananas grow
A grasshopper stepped on an elephant's toe
The elephant cried, with tears in his eyes
'Why don't you pick on someone your own size?'
- Chorus
Lyrics:
Way up North where there's ice and snow
There lived a penguin and his name was Joe
He got so tired of black and white
He wore pink pajamas to the dance last night!
- Chorus
Eli, Eli had some socks
A dollar a pair and a nickel a box
The more you wear 'em the better they get
And you put 'em in the water and they don't get wet!
- Chorus
Late last night, I had a real strange dream,
Ate a nine-pound marshmallow my mom gave me,
When I woke up, I knew somethinf was wrong,
I looked around and saw my pillow was gone!
- Chorus
Boom Chicka Boom
A Favorite Song
Notes:
There are always new verses being thought up - please email me with yours Here
(repeat each line after song leader)
I said a Boom Chicka Boom
I said a Boom Chicka Boom
I said a Boom Chicka Rocka Chicka Rocka Chicka Boom
Uh huh
Oh yeah
One more time ______ style.
Janitor Style:
I said a Broom Sweep
Sweep-a Broom
Sweep-a Broom
Sweep-a Mop-a Sweep-a Mop-a Sweep-aa Broom
Valley Girl Style:
I said like boom chicka boom
I said a totally boom chicka boom
I said like boom chicka lik
likee rocka chicka like gag me with a spoon
Lyrics:
Baseball Style:
I said a boom chicka boom
I said a boom chicka boom
I said a boom chicka rocka hit that softball to the moon.
Barn-yard
yard Style:
I said a moo chicka moo
I said a moo chicka moo
I said a moo chicka
icka watch your step, don't track it in the room.
Race Car Style:
I said a vroom shifta vroom
I said a vroom shifta vroom
I said a vroom shifta grind
grind-a shifta grind-a shifta vroom
Astronaut Style:
I said a moon shoot the moon
I said a moon shoot tthe moon
I said a moon blast
blast-me shoot-me blast-me shoot-me-to-the-moon
moon
Flower Style:
I said a bloom chicka bloom
I said a bloom chicka bloom
I said a bloom chicka blossom smell those flowers chicka bloom
Parent Style:
I said a boom GO TO YOUR ROOM
I said a boom GO TO YOUR ROOM
I said a boom GO TO YOUR ROOM and don't come out 'til next June.
Cheerleader Style:
I said a Boom-Go-Fight-Boom
I said a Boom-Go-Fight-Boom
I said a Boom Go-Fight-Win Go-Fight-Win Go-Fight-Boom
Taco Bell Style:
I said a bean chicka bean
I said a bean chicka bean
I said a bean and cheese burrito and a nacho supreme.
Arnold Schwarznegger Style: (Dana Q. Pack 75 in Long Beach)
[speak it slowly with a heavy 'Ahnold' accent and shoot a gun on every BOOM]
Ich spracht Boom Chicka Boom
Ich spracht Boom Chicka Boom
Ich spracht Boom Chicka Rocka Chicka Rocka Chicka Boom
Ah hah
Oh ja
Noch ein mal ______ style.
McDonalds Style:
I said a Big Mac and Fries
I said a Big Mac and Fries
I said a Big Mac and Fries and dont forget to Super Size.
Photographer Style:
I said a zoom clicka zoom.
I said a zoom clicka zoom.
I said a zoom clicka Smile Watch the Birdie clicka zoom.
End of the World Style:
I said a Doom Chicka Doom.
I said a Doom Chicka Doom.
I said a Doom Chicka *Huge Explosion Noise* Chicka *Huge Explosion Noise*
Chicka Doom.
Homie Style:
I said a grill shiny grill
I said a bling chicka bling
I said a Honda Civic rims a-spinnin' on my Limousine
Fonzie Style:
I said a vroom chicka vroom
I said a vroom chicka vroom
I said a vroom chicka aaaaaaye chicka aaaaaaye chicka vroom
Thunderstorm Style:
I said a boom crasha boom
I said a boom crasha boom
I said a boom crasha flasha crasha flasha crasha boom
Space Style:
I said a space chicka space
I said a space chicka space
I said there's a Pluto there's a Mars there's the Earth and there's the stars
Surfer Style:
I said a dude chicka dude
I said a dude chicka dude
I said a dude chicka wipe out chicka WHOA chicka dude
Conservation Style:
I said a tree hug a tree
I said a tree hug a tree
I said save the whales, save the gas, save the water, hug a tree
Librarian Style:
I said a book read a book
I said a book read a book
I said a book choose a novel, keep it quiet, read a book
Bee Style:
I said a Bzzzz chicka Bzzzz
I said a Bzzzz chicka Bzzzz
I said a Bzzzz flower nectar pollen honey chicka Bzzzz
Fire Style:
I said a OUCH chicka OUCH
I said a OUCH chicka OUCH
I said a OUCH burnt my finger in the fire Chicka OUCH
Speeder Style:
I said a Vroom Squeela Vroom
I said a Vroom Squeela Vroom
I said a Vroom Theres a Coppa Betta Stoppa Chicka Vroom
Cellphone Style:
I said a call me on my cell
I said a call me on my cell
I said a call me, text me, call me, text me, call me on my cell
There are other Styles to say the normal lyrics rather than making up other
words:
Baby style
Grandpa style - with lips wrapped over teeth
Frankenstein style
Opera Singer
Underwater - wiggle finger over lips
Brady Bunch Theme
Intended for:
Boy Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
Here's the story,
Of a lovely lady,
Who was bringing up three very lovely girls.
All of them had hair of gold,
Like their mother,
The youngest one in curls.
Lyrics:
Here's the story,
Of a man named Brady,
Who was busy with three boys of his own.
They were four men,
Living all together, but they were all alone.
Till the one day when the lady met this fellow,
and they knew that it was much more than a hunch
That this group
Must somehow form a family.
That's the way we all became the Brady Bunch,
The Brady Bunch, the Brady Bunch.
That's the way we became the Brady Bunch.
Brother John - multi-lingual
Intended for:
All Scouts
Are you sleeping, are you sleeping
Brother John, brother John?
Morning bells are ringing, morning bells are ringing
Ding, ding, dong. Ding, ding, dong.
French:
Frere Jacques, frere Jacques,
Dormez-vous, dormez-vous?
Sonnent les mantines, sonnent les mantines:
Ding-dang-dong, ding-dang-dong.
German:
Bruder Jakob, Bruder Jakob,
Schlaefst Du noch, schlaefst Du noch?
Morgenglocken laeuten, Morgenglocken laeuten,
Lyrics:
Spanish:
Fray Felipe, Fray Felipe
Duermes tu, duermes tu?
Toca las companas, toca las companas
Ding dang dong, ding dang dong.
Italian:
Fra Giovanni, Fra Giovanni,
Dormi tu, dormi tu?
Suona la campana, suona la campana,
Danish:
Mester Jakob, mester Jakob
Sover du, sover du?
Hører du ej klokken, hører du ej klokken.
Bim bam bum, bim bam bum.
Finnish:
Yacko Koolta, Yacko Koolta
Herio, herio
Kello yasa soita, kello yasa soita
Pim pom pume, pim pom pume.
Swedish:
Broder Jakob, Broder Jakob,
Sover du, sover du?
Hor du inte klockan. Hor du inte klockan.
Ding, ding, dong. Ding, ding, dong.
Dutch:
Broeder Jacob, Broeder Jacob
Slaapt gij nog, slaapt gij nog
Hoor de klokken luiden, hoor de klokken luiden.
Bim, bam, bom, bim, bam, bom.
Polish:
Panie Janie, Panie Janie
Rano wstań, rano wstań?
Wszystkie dzwony biją, wszystkie dzwony biją
Bim bam bom, bim bam bom.
Buffalo Gals
Intended for:
All Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
Chorus: Buffalo gals, won't you come out tonight?
Come out tonight, Come out tonight?
Buffalo gals, won't you come out tonight,
And dance by the light of the moon.
Lyrics:
As I was walking down the street,
Down the street, down the street,
A pretty gal I chance to meet
Under the silvery moon.
Chorus
I asked her if she'd stop and talk,
Stop and talk, Stop and talk,
Her feet covered up the whole sidewalk,
She was fair to view.
Chorus
I asked her if she'd have a dance, have a dance, have a dance
I thought that I might get a chance to shake a foot with her
Chorus
I danced with a gal with a hole in her stockin',
And her heel kep' a-rockin' and her toe kep' a-knockin',
I danced with a gal with a hole in her stockin',
And we danced by the light of the moon.
Chorus
I asked her if she'd be my wife,
Be my wife, be my wife
Then I'd be happy all my life,
If she'd marry me.
Chorus
Bug Juice
Intended for:
Notes:
All Scouts
The Tune: (On Top of Old Smokey)
At camp with the Boy Scouts,
they gave us a drink.
We thought it was kool-aid
because it was pink.
Lyrics:
But the thing that they gave us
would gross out a moose,
for that great-tasting pink drink
was really bug juice.
It looked fresh and fruity
like tasty kool-aid
but the bugs that were in it
were murdered with raid.
We drank it by gallons.
We drank it by tons.
But, then the next morning
we all had the runs.
So if you drink bug juice
and a fly drives you mad
he's just getting even
because you swallowed his dad.
Bye Bye Long Johns
Intended for:
Notes:
The Tune: Bye Bye Blackbird
I just lost my underwear; I don't care, I'll go bare.
Bye bye long johns.
They were very close to me-tickled me (hee, hee, hee).
Bye bye long johns.
Lyrics:
How I miss that old trap door behind me.
When you see them you'll know where to find me.
I just lost my underwear; I'll go bare, I don't care.
Long johns, bye bye.
Caissons Go Rolling Along
Intended for:
Notes:
Lyrics:
Boy Scouts
The Tune:
Over hill, over dale
As we hit the dusty trail,
And the Caissons go rolling along.
In and out, hear them shout,
Counter march and right about,
And the Caissons go rolling along.
Then it's hi! hi! hee!
In the field artillery,
Shout out your numbers loud and strong,
For where'er you go,
You will always know
That the Caissons go rolling along.
In the storm, in the night,
Action left or action right
See those Caissons go rolling along
Limber front, limber rear,
Prepare to mount your cannoneer
And those Caissons go rolling along.
Was it high, was it low,
Where the heck did that one go?
As those Caissons go rolling along
Was it left, was it right,
Now we won't get home tonight
And those Caissons go rolling along.
The Army Goes Rolling Along
March along, sing our song, with the Army of the free
Count the brave, count the true, who have fought to victory
We re the Army and proud of our name
We re the Army and proudly proclaim
First to fight for the right,
And to build the Nation s might,
And The Army Goes Rolling Along
Proud of all we have done,
Fighting till the battle s won,
And the Army Goes Rolling Along.
Then it s Hi! Hi! Hey!
The Army s on its way.
Count off the cadence loud and strong (TWO! THREE!)
For where e er we go,
That The Army Goes Rolling Along.
Valley Forge, Custer s ranks,
San Juan Hill and Patton s tanks,
And the Army went rolling along
Minute men, from the start,
Always fighting from the heart,
And the Army keeps rolling along.
That The Army Goes Rolling Along.
Men in rags, men who froze,
Still that Army met its foes,
And the Army went rolling along.
Faith in God, then we re right,
And we ll fight with all our might,
As the Army keeps rolling along.
That The Army Goes Rolling Along
Call a Scout
Intended for:
Notes:
All Scouts
The Tune: If You're Happy
When you're down and feeling blue,
Call a Scout.
They will know just what to do,
Call a Scout.
If you're ever in a hurry,
Don't take the time to worry,
All you have to do is shout,
Call a Scout.
Lyrics:
If you need a helping hand,
Call a Scout.
They'll take your garbage out,
Call a Scout.
If the traffic that you meet,
Has you scared to cross the street,
They'll be there to help you out,
Call a Scout.
Now the Scouts are always helpful,
Don't you see.
They will lend a helping hand,
To you and me.
For they're wise in what they do.
They are kind and cheerful too.
And they always help you out.
Call a Scout.
Camp
Intended for:
All Scouts
The busses that you ride in,
they say are mighty fine.
But when they turn a corner,
they leave the wheels behind.
Chorus:
Hey, Ma, I wanna go
But, they won't let me go
Hey, Ma, I wanna go home!
The leaders that they have here,
But when you get up closer,
they look like Frankenstein.
The first aid that they give you,
they say is mighty fine.
But if you cut your finger,
you're left with only nine.
Lyrics:
The water that they have here,
But when you try to drink it,
it tastes like turpentine.
The biscuits that they serve you,
But one rolled off the table
and killed a pal of mine.
The spaghetti that they serve you,
They rinse it the toilet
and drain it on the line.
The cocoa that they serve you,
It's good for cuts and bruises
and tastes like iodine.
The tents that you sleep in,
they say are mighty fine,
But whoever said this
has never slept in mine.
The toilets that they have here
are the best that they can get.
Last night my tent mate had to go,
they haven't found him yet.
Campfires that they have here
they say are mighty bright.
You wake up in the morning
and there's not a tree in sight.
The nurses that they have here
But if you break a finger
they break the other nine.
The girls that they have here
But they're either under seven
or over ninety-nine.
Camp Granada
Intended for:
All Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
Hello muddah, hello faddah
Here I am at Camp Granada
Camp is very entertaining
And they say we'll have some fun if it stops raining.
Lyrics:
I went hiking with Joe Spivy.
He developed poison ivy.
You remember Leonard Skinner
He got ptomaine poisoning last night after dinner.
All the counselors hate the waiters
And the lake has alligators
And the head coach wants no sissies
So he reads to us from something called Ulysses.
Now I don't want this should scare ya
But my bunkmate has malaria.
You remember Jeffrey Hardy
They're about to organize a searching party.
Take me home, oh muddah, fadduh
Take me home, I hate Granada!
Don't leave me out in the forest
Where I might get eaten by a bear.
Take me home, I promise I will not make noise,
Or mes the house with other boys.
Oh, please don't make me stay,
I've been here one whole day.
Dearest fadduh, darling muddah,
How's my precious little bruddah?
Let me come home, if you miss me
I would even let Aunt Bertha hug and kiss me.
Wait a minute, it's stopped hailing.
Guys are swimming, guys are sailing
Playing baseball, gee that's bettah
Muddah, faddah kindly disregard this letter!
Follow On version
Hello Muddah, Hello Fadduh.
I am back at Camp Granada.
And I'm writing you this letter
Just to say my compound fracture's getting better.
No one here knows where my trunk is
And my bunk is where the skunk is.
And this year the food's improving
'Cause the little black things in it are not moving.
Our camp nurse is quite a swimmer.
She says swimming makes you slimmer.
Her name's Mrs. Balagreeni.
Have you ever seen a whale in a bikini?
All our bathrooms have such thin doors.
Gee, I wish they'd move them indoors.
We're all tired of Mother Goose here.
So next Friday night they're having Lenny Bruce here.
Let me stay, oh Muddah, Fadduh.
Let me stay, I love Granada.
Every night the camp fire's really keen.
Oh mom, please send some Ovaltine.
Let me stay, out here in mother nature's land
And tip-toe through the tulips grand.
To leave would be a shame.
Besides, I'd miss the poker game.
Please don't worry, Fadduh, Muddah.
I'll take care of little brudda.
He plays ball here and he rows here
And I hope they teach him how to blow his nose here.
He wakes up at half past six and
Goes directly to the quick sand.
He was lonely, now he's better.
He's like all of us except his bed is wetter.
Campfire Closing Song
Intended for:
Boy Scouts
Notes:
Tune: Down in the Valley
Lets us all stand now - time we must go,
Silently leaving - thoughts let us know,
Thoughts let us know, thoughts let us know,
Silently leaving - thoughts let us know.
Lyrics:
Watch the fire flicker - the last of the flame,
But as we leave you - your friendship we claim,
Your friendship we claim, yes, your friendship we claim,
But as we leave you - your friendship we claim.
Watch the red embers - a memory of light,
We carry it with us, to show us the right.
To show us the right, yes to show us the right.
We carry it with us - to show us the right.
Watch the hot ashes - once it was wood,
Has changed through service - a blessing that's good.
A blessing that's good, yes, a blessing that's good,
Has changed through service - a blessing that's good.
Watch the fire dying - but when it is dead,
Always the memory - will lead us ahead.
Will lead us ahead, yes, will lead us ahead,
Always the memory - will lead us ahead.
Can't Get to Heaven
Intended for:
All Scouts
Oh, you can't get to Heaven in an old Ford car
'Cause an old Ford car won't get that far
Oh, you can't get to Heaven in a ping pong ball
'Cause a ping pong ball is much too small
Oh, you can't get to Heaven in a limousine
'Cause the Lord ain't got no gasoline
Oh, you can't get to Heaven in a Sabre Jet
'Cause the Lord ain't got no runways yet
Lyrics:
Oh, you can't get to Heaven in a Girl Scout's arms
'Cause the Lord don't fall for those feminine charms
Oh, you can't get to Heaven in a rocking chair
'Cause the Lord don't want no lazybones there
Oh, you can't get to Heaven in a wicker chair
'Cause the Lord don't want no baskets there
Oh, you can't get to Heaven in a biscuit tin
'Cause a biscuit tin's got biscuits in
Oh, you can't get to Heaven in an apple tree
'Cause an apple tree's got roots you see
Oh, you can't get to Heaven on roller skates
You'd roll right by them Pearly Gates
You'll never get to heaven in your girlfriend's bra
'Cause your girlfriend's bra can't stretch that far
Oh, you can't get to Heaven on a Honda bike
'Cause you'll get halfway, then you'll have to hike
Oh, you can't get to Heaven in our row boat
'Cause our row boat won't even float.
Oh, you can't get to Heaven in dirty jeans
'Cause heaven's got no washing machines.
Oh, you can't get to Heaven in a Kleenex box
'Cause God don't like no dirty snots.
Oh, you can't get to Heaven on a pair of skis
You'll shuss right through St. Peter's knees.
Oh, you can't get to Heaven in our Leader's pants
'Cause his pants are full of ants
Oh, you can't get to Heaven on water skis
'Cause the angels don't like hairy knees
Oh, you can't get to Heaven with powder and paint
'Cause it makes you look like what you ain't
Oh, you can't get to Heaven in a strapless gown
'Cause that gown thing might fall right down
Oh I want to go to heaven, and I want to do it right
So I'll go up to heaven all dressed in white
Oh one fine day, and it won't be long
You'll look for me, and I'll be gone
And if you get to heaven before I do
Just drill a hole and pull me through
But if I get to heaven before you do
I'll drill a hole and spit on you
Well if I get to heaven, before you do
I'll plug that hole, with shavings and glue
That's all there is, there is no more
St. Peter said, as he shut the door
Oh there's one more thing I forgot to tell
If you don't go to heaven, you'll go to...bed
And that's the end, St. Peter said
As he closed the gates, And went to bed.
Cannibal King
Intended for:
Notes:
All Scouts
The Tune:
The Cannibal King with the big nose ring
Fell in love with the cute young maid
And every night by the pale moonlight
It sounded like this to me...
Ah-rump (kiss kiss), Ah-rump (kiss kiss)
Ah-rump, Ditty-aye-dee-a-a-a
Ah-rump (kiss kiss), Ah-rump (kiss kiss)
Lyrics:
As the years went by like one, two, three
Soon there was a family
Ah-rump ma-ma, Ah-rump, pa-pa
Ah-rump ma-ma, Ah-rump, pa-pa
Soon a bigger family.
Ah-rump gran-ma, Ah-rump gran-pa
Ah-rump gran-ma, Ah-rump gran-pa
Soon there was no family
Ah-rump (silent pause), Ah-rump (silent pause)
Ah-rump (silent pause), Ah-rump (silent pause)
Charlie on the M.T.A.
Intended for:
Boy Scouts
Notes:
This is an old political song from a Boston mayorial election in 1949.
The Tune:
Let me tell you the story
Of a man named Charlie
On a tragic and fateful day
He put ten cents in his pocket,
Kissed his wife and family
Went to ride on the MTA
Lyrics:
Charlie handed in his dime
At the Kendall Square Station
And he changed for Jamaica Plain
When he got there the conductor told him,
'One more nickel.'
Charlie could not get off that train.
Chorus:
Did he ever return,
No he never returned
And his fate is still unlearn'd
He may ride forever
'neath the streets of Boston
He's the man who never returned.
Now all night long
Charlie rides through the tunnels
Saying, 'What will become of me?
How can I afford to see
My sister in Chelsea
Or my cousin in Roxbury?'
Charlie's wife goes down
To the Scollay Square station
Every day at quarter past two
And through the open window
She hands Charlie a sandwich
As the train comes rumblin' through.
- Chorus
As his train rolled on
Through Greater Boston
Charlie looked around and sighed,
'Well, I'm sore and disgusted
And I'm absolutely busted;
I guess this is my last long ride.'
Now you citizens of Boston,
Don't you think it's a scandal
That the people have to pay and pay
Vote for Walter A. O'Brien
And fight the fare increase
Get poor Charlie off the MTA.
- Chorus
CHICKEN
Intended for:
All Scouts
Oh, C, that's the way it begins
Oh, H, that's the second letter in
I, I am the third
Oh, C, that's the fourth letter in this word
Oh, K, I'm fillin' in
E, I'm near the end
Oh, C H I C K E N - that am the way to spell Chicken.
Lyrics:
Oh, Rufus, Rastus, Johnson Brown
Whatcha gonna do when the rent comes round?
Whatcha gonna say, whatcha gonna pay,
Whatcha gonna do no the judgment day?
Oh, you know, I know, rent means dough.
Landlord'll throw you out in the snow.
Oh, Rufus, Rastus, Johnson Brown
Whatcha gonna go when the rent comes round?
Chicken Lips and Lizard Hips
Intended for:
All Scouts
Oh, when I was a camper, I never liked to eat;
the cook put things upon my plate, I'd dump them on his feet;
but then one day he made this soup, I ate it all in bed;
I asked him what he put in it, and this is what he said.
Lyrics:
Chorus:
Oh, chicken lips and lizard hips and alligator eyes;
monkey legs and buzzard eggs and salamander thighs;
rabbit ears and camel rears and tasty toenail pies;
stir them all together, it's called Sludge Soup Surprise.
I went into the bathroom and stood beside the sink;
I said I'm feeling slightly ill, I think I'd like a drink;
The cook he said, "I've just the thing, I'll get it in a wink;
it's full of lots of protein, and vitamins I think."
- Chorus
Chivalrous Shark
Intended for:
All Scouts
Notes:
Download Tune
Most chivalrous fish of the ocean
To ladies forbearing and mild,
Though his record be dark,
is the man-eating shark,
Who will eat neither woman nor child.
He dines upon seamen and skippers,
And tourists his hunger assuage,
And a fresh cabin boy
will inspire him with joy
If he's past the maturity age.
A doctor, a lawyer, a preacher,
He'll gobble one any fine day,
But the ladies, God bless 'em
He'll only address 'em
Politely and go on his way.
Lyrics:
I can readily cite you an instance
Where a lovely young lady of Breem,
Who was tender and sweet
and delicious to eat
Fell into the bay with a scream.
She struggled and flounced in the water,
And signaled in vain for her bar,
And she'd surely been drowned
if she hadn't been found
By a chivalrous man-eating shark.
He bowed in a manner most polished
Thus soothing her impulses wild.
"Don't be frightened," he said,
"I've been properly bred,
And will eat neither woman nor child."
Then her proffered his fin and she took it
Such gallantry none can dispute.
While the passengers cheered
as the vessel they neared
And a broadside was fired in salute.
And they soon stood alongside the vessel,
When a life-saving dinghy was lowered
With the pick of the crew,
And her relatives too
And the mate and the skipper aboard.
So they took her aboard in a jiffy,
And the shark stood attention the while,
Then he raised on his flipper
and ate up the skipper
And went on his way with a smile.
And this shows that the prince of the ocean,
To ladies forbearing and mild,
Though his record be dark
Is the man-eating shark,
Who will eat neither woman nor child.
Clementine
Intended for:
All Scouts
Notes:
In a cavern, in a canyon, excavating for a mine,
Lived a miner, forty-niner, and his daughter Clementine.
Chorus:
Oh my darling, Oh my darling, Oh my darling Clementine,
You are lost and gone forever, dreadful sorry, Clementine.
Lyrics:
Light she was, and like a fairy, and her shoes were number nine,
Herring boxes without topses, sandals were for Clementine.
Drove she ducklings to the water every morning just at nine,
Hit her foot against a splinter, fell into the foaming brine.
Ruby lips above the water, blowing bubbles soft and fine,
Alas for me! I was no swimmer, so I lost my Clementine.
In a churchyard near the canyon, where the myrtle does entwine,
There grow roses and other posies, fertilized by Clementine.
Then the miner, forty-niner, soon began to peak and pine,
Thought he oughter join his daughter, now he's with his Clementine.
In my dreams she still does haunt me, robed in garments soaked in brine,
While in life I used to hug her, now she's dead I draw the line.
How I missed her, how I missed her, how I missed my Clementine,
Until I kissed her little sister, and forgot my Clementine.
Now you Scouts all heed my warning in this tragic tale of mine,
Mouth-to-mouth resuscitation would have saved my Clementine.
Climbing up Sunshine Mountain
Lyrics:
We re climbing up Sunshine Mountain (climbing actions)
Where the little breezes blow (make blowing noises with hand around mouth)
Faces all a glow (make actions to cool down face with hands)
Turn your back on all your troubles (turn around)
Reach up to the sky (stretch arms above head reaching for sky)
You and I, You and I (point to yourself then to someone not currently singing)
(When you have gone through the song on your own, the scout that you pointed
to sings with you. Then, you each point to another so 4 are singing, then 8, ...
until everyone sings it once.)
Comin' Round the Mountain
Notes:
The Tune:
She'll be coming round the mountain when she comes (toot toot)
She'll be coming round the mountain, She'll be coming round the mountain,
She'll be driving six white horses when she comes (whoa back)
She'll be driving six white horses when she comes (whoa back)
She'll be driving six white horses, She'll be driving six white horses,
She'll be driving six white horses when she comes (whoa back, toot toot)
Oh, we'll all go out to meet her when she comes (hi babe)
Oh, we'll all go out to meet her when she comes (hi babe)
Oh, we'll all go out to meet her, we'll all go out to meet her,
We'll all go out to meet her when she comes (hi babe, whoa back, toot toot)
Lyrics:
She'll be wearing red pajamas when she comes (scratch scratch)
She'll be wearing red pajamas when she comes (scratch scratch)
She'll be wearing red pajamas, She'll be wearing red pajamas,
She'll be wearing red pajamas when she comes (scratch scratch, hi babe, whoa
back, toot toot)
She'll have to sleep with Grandma when she comes (snore snore)
She'll have to sleep with Grandma when she comes (snore snore)
She'll have to sleep with Grandma, She'll have to sleep with Grandma,
She'll have to sleep with Grandma when she comes (snore snore, scratch scratch,
hi babe, whoa back, toot toot)
We'll kill the old red rooster when she comes (squack squack)
We'll kill the old red rooster when she comes (squack, squack)
We'll kill the old red rooster, We'll kill the old red rooster,
We'll kill the old red rooster when she comes (squack squack, snore snore,
scratch scratch, hi babe, whoa back, toot toot)
We'll all have chicken and dumplings when she comes (yum yum)
We'll all have chicken and dumplings when she comes (yum yum)
We'll all have chicken and dumplings, We'll all have chicken and dumplings,
We'll all have chicken and dumplings when she comes (yum yum, squack
squack, snore snore, scratch scratch, hi babe, whoa back, toot toot)
Coming of the Frogs
Intended for:
Cub Scouts
Notes:
Tune: Battle Hymn of the Republic
Mine eyes have seen the horror
of the coming of the frogs.
They are sneaking thru the swamps
and they are lurking in the logs.
You can hear their mournful croaking
through the early morning fog.
The frogs keep hopping on.
Chorus:
Ribbet, ribbet, ribbet, croak, croak.
Lyrics:
The frogs have grown in numbers
and their croaking fills the air.
There's no place to escape
because the frogs are everywhere.
They've eaten all the flies
and now they're hungry as a bear.
(Chorus)
They've hopped into the living room
and headed down the hall.
They've have trapped me in the corner
and my back's against the wall.
And when I opened up my mouth
to give a warning call,
This was all I heard.
(Chorus)
Country Roads
Intended for:
Boy Scouts
Lyrics:
Chorus:
Country Roads, take me home to the place I belong -
West Virginia, mountain mama, take me home Country Roads.
1. Almost heaven, West Virginia,
Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River.
Life is old there, older than the trees,
Younger than the mountains, blowin' like a breese.
2. All my mem'ries, gather round her
Miner's lady, stranger to blue water.
Dark and dusty, painted on the sky,
Misty taste of moonshine, tear drop in my eye.
3. I hear her voice in the mornin' hours she calls me.
The radio reminds me of my home far away.
And drivin' down the road I get a feelin'
That I should have been home yesterday, yesterday.
Crazy Moose
Intended for:
Notes:
All Scouts
The Tune:
(audience repeats after leader)
There was a crazy moose (there was a crazy moose)
Who liked to drink a lot of juice (who liked to drink a lot of juice)
There was a crazy moose (there was a crazy moose)
Who liked to drink a lot of juice (who liked to drink a lot of juice)
Lyrics:
Chorus
Singing way-oh, way oh (singing way-oh, way-oh)
Way-up, way-up, way-up way-up (way-up, way-up, way-up, way-up)
Way oh, way oh (way oh, way oh)
Way-up, way-up, way-up, way-up (way-up, way-up, way-up way-up)
The moose's name was Fred.
He liked to drink his juice in bed.
He drank his juice with care,
But he spilled some in his hair.
Now he s a sticky moose.
A moose covered in juice.
All his hair went stiff.
So he combed it in a quiff.
His friends began to laugh.
So he had to take a bath.
As the water went down,
Fred the moose began to drown.
Singing glug-glug-glug-glug
Now let's all count to five.
Fred the moose is back alive.
Cub Scouts Whistle While They Work
Intended for:
Notes:
Tune: Whistle While You Work
Cub Scouts whistle while they work!
(whistle)
They pitch right in, and laugh, and grin,
And whistle while they work.
Lyrics:
Cub Scouts hum a merry tune!
(hum)
They hum all day at work and play,
They hum a merry tune.
Before they join the Scouts,
They have to know the rule,
Of being courteous and kind
In both their home and school.
Cub Scouts whistle while they work!
(whistle)
They do their bit, they never quit,
Cub Scouts whistle while they work.
Daniel Boone
Intended for:
Notes:
All Scouts
The Tune:
Daniel Boone was a man,
Yes, a big man!
With an eye like an eagle
And as tall as a mountain was he!
Yes, a big man!
He was brave, he was fearless
And as tough as a mighty oak tree!
Lyrics:
From the coonskin cap on the top of ol' Dan
To the heel of his rawhide shoe;
The rippin'est, roarin'est, fightin'est man
The frontier ever knew!
Yes, a big man!
And he fought for America
To make all Americans free!
What a Boone, what a do-er,
What a dream come-er true-er was he!
Davy Crockett
Intended for:
Notes:
All Scouts
The Tune:
Born on a mountain top in Tennessee
Greenest state in the Land of the Free
Raised in the woods so's he knew every tree
Kilt him a b'ar when he was only three.
Davy, Davy Crockett, King of the wild frontier!
In eighteen thirteen the Creeks uprose
Addin' redskin arrows to the country's woes
Now, Injun fightin' is somethin' he knows
So he shoulders his rifle an' off he goes.
Davy, Davy Crockett, The man who don't know fear!
Off through the woods he's a marchin' along
Makin' up yarns an' a singin' a song
Itchin' for fightin' and rightin' a wrong
He's ringy as a b'ar and twice as strong.
Davy, Davy Crockett, The buckskin buccaneer!
Lyrics:
Andy Jackson is our general's name
His reg'lar soldiers we'll put to shame
Them redskin varmints us volunteers'll tame
'Cause we got the guns with the sure-fire aim.
Davy, Davy Crockett, The champion of us all!
Headed back to war from the ol' home place
But Red Stick was leadin' a merry chase
Fightin' and burnin' at a devil's pace
South to the swamps on the Florida Trace.
Davy, Davy Crockett, Trackin' the redskins down!
Fought single-handed through the Injun War
Till the Creeks was whipped an' peace was in store
And while he was handlin' this risky chore
Made hisself a legend for evermore.
Davy, Davy Crockett, King of the wild frontier!
He give his word and he give his hand
That his Injun friends could keep their land
And the rest of his life he took the stand
That justice was due every redskin band.
Davy, Davy Crockett, Holdin' his promise dear!
Home fer the winter with his family,
Happy as squirrels in the ol' gum tree,
Bein' the father he wanted to be,
Close to his boys as the pod and the pea.
Davy, Davy Crockett, Holdin' his young 'uns dear!
But the ice went out and the warm winds came
And the meltin' snow showed tracks of game
And the flowers of Spring filled the woods with flame
And all of a sudden life got too tame.
Davy, Davy Crockett, Headin' on West again!
Off through the woods we're ridin' along
Makin' up yarns and singin' a song
He's ringy as a b'ar and twice as strong
And knows he's right 'cause he ain't often wrong.
Lookin' fer a place where the air smells clean
Where the trees is tall and the grass is green
Where the fish is fat in an untouched stream
And the teamin' woods is a hunter's dream.
Davy, Davy Crockett, Lookin' fer Paradise!
Now he'd lost his love an his grief was gall
In his heart he wanted to leave it all
And lose himself in the forests tall
But he answered instead his country's call.
Davy, Davy Crockett, Beginnin' his campaign!
Needin' his help they didn't vote blind
They put in Davy 'cause he was their kind
Sent up to Nashville the best they could find
A fightin' Spirit and a thinkin' mind.
The votes were counted and he won hands down
So they sent him off to Washin'ton town
With his best dress suit still his buckskins brown
A livin' legend of growin' reknown.
Davy, Davy Crockett, The Canebrake Congressman!
He went off to Congress and served a spell
Fixin' up the Gover'ment and laws as well
Took over Washin'ton so we heared tell
And patched up the crack in the Liberty Bell.
Davy, Davy Crockett, Seein' his duty clear!
Him and his jokes travelled all through the land
And his speeches made him friends to beat the band
His politickin' was their favorite brand
And everyone wanted to shake his hand.
Davy, Davy Crockett, Helpin' his legend grow!
He knew when he spoke he sounded the knell
Of his hopes for White House and fame as well
But he spoke out strong so hist'ry books tell
And patched up the crack In the liberty Bell.
Davy, Davy Crockett, Seein' his duty clear!
When he come home his politickin' done
The western march had just begun
So he packed his gear and his trusty gun
And lit out grinnin' to follow the sun.
Davy, Davy Crockett, Leadin' the pioneer!
He heard of Houston and Austin and so
To the Texas plains he jest had to go
Where freedom was fightin' another foe
And they needed him at the Alamo.
His land is biggest and his land is best
From grassy plains to the mountain crest
He's ahead of us all meetin' the test
Followin' his legend into the West.
Davy Davy Crockett, King of the wild frontier!
Day-O
Intended for:
All Scouts
Hear It
Lyrics:
Chorus:
Day-o, me say day-o
Daylight come and me wanna go home,
Day-o, me say day-o
Daylight come and me wanna go home.
Work all night 'til the mornin' come,
Stack banana 'til the mornin' come,
Come mister tally man, tally me banana,
Chorus
A beautiful bunch o' ripe bananas,
Lift six hand, seven hand, eight hand bunch,
Chorus
Day-o, me say day-o,
Day Old Bakery
Chorus:
Day-o, me say day-o
Day Old Bakery's the one for me.
Day-o, me say day-o
Year old Twinkies still look fresh.
But if you eat 'em you get a rash.
Stay away from the cream-filled stuff.
See some green stuff, just cut it off.
Noon to six it's 2 for 1.
A chocolate doughnut and a Cinnabun.
Donuts stale but the coffee s hot!
I'll share the cup that I just bought.
Apple fritters, they slide right down.
They taste as good, second time around.
Eat the donuts the cops won't buy.
Jelly-filled ones bounce real high.
Come Mr. Baker Man, bake me some doughnuts.
Day-o, me say day-o
Deep in the Heart of Cub Scouts
Intended for:
Cub Scouts
The Tune: Deep in the Heart of Texas
Notes:
Lyrics:
Where Tigers growl,
And Wolf cubs howl,
Deep in the heart of Cub Scouts.
Where big Bears tramp,
And Webelos camp,
Where Den Leaders walk,
And Cubmasters talk,
The Blue and Gold,
Stands big and bold,
The stars at night,
are big and bright,
deep in the heart of Texas.
The prairie sky
is wide and high,
The sage in bloom
is like perfume,
Reminds me of,
the one I love,
The coyotes wail,
along the trail,
The rabbits rush,
around the brush,
The cowboys cry,
"Ki-yip-pee-yi,"
The dogies bawl,
and bawl and bawl,
Dem Bones
Intended for:
Boy Scouts
Chorus:
I know it brother, brother,
Indeed I know it brother, I know it - HEY!
Dem bones gonna rise again.
The lord he thought he'd make a man.
(all sing DEM BONES GONNA RISE AGAIN! after each line)
So he made Adam accordin' to a plan.
(all - DEM BONES GONNA RISE AGAIN)
Thought he'd make a woman too.
The Lord didn't know just what to do.
- Chorus
Lyrics:
Took a rib from Adam's side.
For to make Miss Eve, his bride.
Put 'em in a garden wide and fair.
Told 'em to eat what they found there.
- Chorus
Peaches, pears, plums and such.
Dem bones gonna rise again
One day Miss Eve was walking around
Spied that tree all loaded down.
- Chorus
Serpent crawling around that trunk.
At miss Eve, his eye he wunk.
Eve, she just took a little pull.
Then she filled her fig leaf full.
- Chorus
Adam, he just took a little bite.
Said "um um woman that sure am nice."
One day the Lord was walkin' around.
Spied them peels all over the ground.
- Chorus
The Lord cried out in his mighty voice.
That shook the heavens to the joists.
Cried, "Adam, Adam, Where art though?"
"Here I is Lord, I's comin' now."
- Chorus
"Adam, Adam, did you eat these?"
"No massa Lord, I 'spect it was Eve."
Then the Lord rose up in his might wrath,
Said, "Ya'll just beat it down the path."
- Chorus
Put an angel at the door.
Said, "Ya'll don't come 'round here no more."
Eve took the needle, Adam took the plow.
That's why we're all working now.
- Chorus
To this tale there ain't no more.
Eve got the Apple, and Adam got the core.
- Chorus
Dixie
Intended for:
All Scouts
I wish I was in the land of Cotton
Old times there are not forgotten
Look away! Look away! Look away!
Dixie Land
Lyrics:
In Dixie Land where I was born in
early on one frosty morning'
Dixie Land
Chorus
Then I wish I was in Dixie
Hooray! Hooray!
In Dixie Land
I'll take my stand
To live and die in Dixie
Away! Away! Away!
Down South in Dixie.
Away! Away! Away!
Down South in Dixie.
Ole Missus marry "will the weaver"
Willum was a gay deceiver
Dixie Land
But when he put his arm around er,
He smiled fierce as a forty pounder,
Dixie Land
His face was sharp as a butcher's cleaver
But that did not seem to grieve 'er
Dixie Land
Ole Missus acted the foolish part
And died for a man that broke her heart
Dixie Land
Now here's a health to the next ole Missus
An' all the gals that want to kiss us;
Dixie Land
But if you want to drive 'way sorrow
Come and hear this song tomorrow
Dixie Land
There's buckwheat cakes and Injun batter,
Makes you fat or a little fatter;
Dixie Land
Then hoe it down and scratch your gravel,
To Dixie's Land I'm bound to travel,
Dixie Land
Do Your Ears Hang Low
Intended for:
Cub Scouts
Do your ears hang low?
Do they wobble to and fro?
Can you tie them in a knot?
Can you tie them in a bow?
Can you throw them over your shoulder like a continental soldier?
Do your ears hang low?
Do your ears hang high?
Do they reach up to the sky?
Do they droop when they're wet?
Do they stiffen when they're dry?
Can you semaphore your neighbor with a mimimum of labor?
Do your ears hang high?
Lyrics:
Do your ears hang wide?
Do they flap from side to side?
Do they wave in the breeze?
From the slightest little sneeze?
Can you soar above the nation with a feeling of elation?
Do your ears hang wide?
Do your ears flip-flop?
Can you use them for a mop?
Are they stringy at the bottom?
Are they curly at the top?
Can you use them for a swatter?
Can you use them for a blotter?
Do your ears flip-flop?
Do your ears hang askew?
Can you use one stirring stew,
while the other s picking berries,
or making mountain dew?
Can you hold an elevator,
while you signal to a waiter?
Do your ears hang askew?
Do your ears fall off?
When you give a great big cough?
Do they lie there on the ground?
Or bounce up at every sound?
Can you stick them in your pocket like little Davy Crockett?
Do your ears fall off?
Do your eyeballs droop?
Do they wobble in your soup?
Can you tie them in a knot?
Can you tie them in a loop?
Can you throw them o er your shoulder,
Like a continental soldier?
Do your eyeballs droop?
Does your nose hang down?
Does it drag upon the ground?
Can you tie it in a knot?
Can you tie it in a crown?
Can you throw it over your shoulder,
Like a continental soldier?
Does your nose hang down?
Do your eyes bug out?
Do they roll around your snout?
Do you go cross-eyed,
When you re looking for a trout?
Can you see your image clearer,
Without looking in the mirror?
Do your eyes bug out?
Dog Bean
Preparation:
Have at least one accomplice that has a dog name ready.
Notes:
You should pronounce 'been' formally like 'bean'.
If you start with less obvious names and work towards the obvious, it may take
new guys longer to figure out the joke.
Lyrics:
My dog Rover likes to roam
One day Rover left his home
He came back, nice and clean
Where oh where had Rover been?
Rover been, Rover been
Where oh where had Rover been?
[Say this part]
Hey, Joe! (or Bob or Larry or ...)
Yeah?
Do you have a dog?
Yeah!
What's your dog's name?
Jelly!
Joe's dog Jelly likes to roam
One day Jelly left his home
He came back, nice and clean
Where oh where had Jelly bean?
Jelly bean, Jelly bean
Where oh where had Jelly bean?
[Continue asking for other dog names]
Other verses:
Jumping, Mister, Navy, Kidney, Garbanzo, Lima, Coffee
Don Derbeck's Sausage Machine
Intended for:
Boy Scouts, Webelos Scouts
There was a man from my home town,
His name was Don Derbeck.
He sold a lot of sausages and sauerkraut by heck.
He makes the finest sausages that you have ever seen.
Because he had invented a sausage-link machine.
Lyrics:
Chorus:
Oh, Mister Don Derbeck,
How could you be so mean?
I told you you'd be sorry
For inventing that machine.
All the neighbors' cats and dogs
Will never more be seen,
They've all been ground to sausages
In Don Derbeck's machine.
One day a little neighbor boy came walking in the store.
He bought a pound of sausages and laid them on the floor.
The boy began to whistle and he whistled up a tune.
And all the little sausages followed him 'round the room.
- Chorus
One day the meat inspector came a-knocking at the door,
He said, "I've come to check your shop, so give me money more!"
Donnie got real angry, and pushed him in the meat.
He fired up the old machine and now there's more to eat.
- Chorus
One day there was a shortage, there was no meat to grind.
So Donnie called the city pound to see what he could find.
They said, "We're out of business, we keep the strays no more."
"But we'll refer all future finds directly to your store."
- Chorus
One day the school's head cook, he had a brilliant thought.
He'd spend the cash in Donnie's store for meat that he had sought.
"Seven pounds of hot DOGS," the recipe did read.
The irony was that the taste was fabulous, indeed!
- Chorus
Have you ever wondered, when you go to camp.
The food is good and plentiful and never gives a cramp.
But early in the morning you'll see the trucker go,
And lettered on the driver's door is "Don Derbeck & CO."
- Chorus
One day the machine got busted. The blamed thing wouldn't go.
So Don Derbeck, he climbed inside to see what made it so.
His wife, she had a nightmare, and walking in her sleep,
She gave the crank a heck of a yank and Don Derbeck was meat.
- Chorus
She woke to see him leaving, ground up by the machine.
But being oh so practical, she added spice and greens.
She sold the tasty sausage, then boarded up the scene.
And that's the last we ever heard of Don Derbeck's machine!
- Chorus
Don't Fence Me In
Intended for:
Boy Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above,
Don't fence me in!
Let me ride through the wide open country that I love,
Don't fence me in!
Let me be by myself in the evenin' breeze
And listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees
Send me off forever but I ask you please,
Don't fence me in!
Lyrics:
Just turn me loose, let me straddle my old saddle
Underneath the western skies.
On my Cayuse, let me wander over yonder
Till I see the mountains rise.
I want to ride to the ridge where the west commences
And gaze at the moon until I lose my senses,
I can't look at hobbles and I can't stand fences,
Don't fence me in!
Don't Wear No Socks
(Instead of "Your Momma", you could use "Camp Staff", "Boy Scouts", "Our
Gang", ... whatever you want)
Lyrics:
Your Mama don't wear no socks
A ding dong
I saw 'em when she took 'em off
A ding dong
She threw them in the tree
A ding dong
Now the dogs refuse to pee
A ding dong dong dong dong
A ding dong dong dong dong
A ding dong
She threw them on my bed - now my poor Teddy's dead
She threw them in her bed - now dad sleeps in the shed
She threw them under the bed - left all the cockroaches dead
She served them up for lunch - but no one wanted much
She put them in the fridge - now we all live under a bridge
She threw them in the sky - now Superman refuses to fly
She threw them in the air - now Superman's on medicare
She threw them over the fence - haven't seen the neighbor since
She threw them on the wall - now Spiderman won't crawl
She threw them on the ceiling - now the paint's all peeling
She threw them in a boat - now that boat can't float
She threw them at the cat - now the cat's a welcome mat
She threw them on the clock - now the clock don't tick or tock
She threw them up towards heaven - brought down a 7-4-7
She threw them in the garbage can - killed 3 rats and the garbage man
She threw them in the washing machine - now all the clothes are green
She threw them at a squirrel - made that poor squirrel hurl
She threw them at a rock - that rock got up and walked
She threw them at a bus - you should have heard it cuss
She threw them at a flower - now it's praying for an April shower
She threw them in the fire - that made the fire expire
She threw them in my Coke I took a sip and nearly croaked.
She threw them at the sun Made the sun dial 911
She threw them on a telephone wire - Started the Chicago fire
She threw them in a hole - Wouldn't touch 'em with a 10 foot pole
She thew them in outer space - That's the end of the human race
She threw them at King Kong - That's the end of this silly song
Down By the Bay
Intended for:
Lyrics:
Chorus:
Down by the bay, where the watermelons grow,
Back to my home, I dare not go,
For if I do, my mother will say...
Did you ever see a moose, kissing a goose,
Down by the bay?
Chorus
Did you ever see a whale, with a polka dot tail,
Down by the bay?
Chorus
Did you ever see a fly, wearing a tie,
Down by the bay?
Chorus
Did you ever see a bear, combing his hair,
Down by the bay?
Chorus
Did you ever see llamas, eating their pajamas,
Down by the bay?
Chorus
Did you ever see an octopus, dancing with a platypus,
Down by the bay?
Chorus
Did you ever have a time, when you couldn't make a rhyme,
Down by the bay?
Down By the Riverside
Intended for:
Lyrics:
Boy Scouts
Gonna lay down my sword and shield
Down by the riverside
Gonna lay down my sword and shield
Ain't gonna study war no more.
Refrain:
I ain't gonna study war no more,
Study war no more.
Ain't gonna study war no more.
Gonna stick my sword in the golden sand
Down By the riverside
Gonna stick my sword in the golden sand
Ain't gonna study study war no more.
Gonna put on my long white robe
Down By the riverside
Gonna put on my long white robe
Ain't gonna study study war no more.
Gonna put on my starry crown
Gonna put on my golden shoes
Gonna talk with the Prince of Peace
Gonna shake hands around the world
Drunken Sailor
Intended for:
Notes:
Lyrics:
All Scouts
The Tune:
What do you do with a drunken sailor?
Early in the morning?
Chorus:
Way, hay up she rises,
Way, hay, up she rises,
Way, hay, up she rises,
Early in the morning!
Verses:
Put him in the scuppers with the hose pipe on him.
Hoist him aboard with a running bowline.
Put him in the brig until he's sober.
Make him turn to at shining bright work.
Put him in a boat and row him over.
Hoist him up to the topsail yardarm.
Give 'im a taste of the bosun's rope-end.
Take 'im and shake 'im and try an' wake 'im.
Soak 'im in oil till he sprouts a flipper.
Shave his belly with a rusty razor.
That's what you do with a drunken sailor.
What do you do with a sleepy camper,
Early in the morning?
Chorus
Way, hey late ye risers
Early in the morning.
Throw him the lake with his pants on backwards.
Chorus
Hit him in the face with a sopping beachtowel.
Chorus
Put him into bed an hour sooner.
Chorus
Eddie Koochie Catchinary
Chorus:
Eddie Koochie Catchinary Toesinary Moesinary Sammy Gammy Wacky Brown
WHO?
Fell into the well,
Fell into the well,
Fell into the deep dark well.
Susie Jones was milking in the barn
Saw him fall and ran inside to tell her mom that...
- Chorus
Lyrics:
Susie's Mom was Baking Cracklin Bread
Called old Joe and told him that her Susie said that...
- Chorus
Then Old Joe he laid his plow aside
Grabbed his cane and hobbled into town and cried that...
- Chorus
To the well everybody came
What a shame it took so long to say his name that...
WHO?
DROWNED!
Erik the Viking
Intended for:
Notes:
Cub Scouts
The Tune: (Mr. Ed)
A Norse is a Norse of course, of course,
But who's ever heard of a snoring Norse,
Unless, of course, that snoring Norse is
That viking, Erik the Red.
Go right to the source and ask a Norse
If he ever rode on a viking horse.
A member of the Viking force
Is the famous Erik the Red.
Vikings like to sail around to pass the time of day.
But Erik the Red will always sail after his old beard turns gray.
Lyrics:
A Norse is a Norse, of course,
And the loudest of all the snoring Norse
Is the famous Norse who looks like a horse,
The famous, Erik the Red.
Mr. Ed
A horse is a horse, of course, of course,
and no one can talk to a horse of course
That is, of course, unless the horse is the famous Mr. Ed.
Go right to the source and ask the horse
he'll give you the answer that you'll endorse.
He's always on a steady course.
Talk to Mr. Ed
People yakkity yak a streak and waste your time of day
But Mister Ed will never speak unless he has something to say.
A horse is a horse, of course, of course,
and this one'll talk 'til his voice is hoarse.
You never heard of a talking horse?
Well listen to this.
'I am Mister Ed.'
Everywhere We Go
Intended for:
All Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
(Leader sings a line and all repeat)
Everywhere we go-o
Pe-ople want to know-o
Who we a-are
And where we come from
So we tell them
We're from [name of town]
Mighty, mighty [town]
And if they can't hear us
We sing a little louder
(Repeat, get louder each time until you reach your limit)
Lyrics:
...
They must be DEAF!!!!
An alternate version:
Everywhere we go-o
Pe-ople want to know-o
Who we a-are
And, So we tell them
We're the [name of group]
Mighty, mighty [group]
We sing a little louder
Father's Old Grey Whiskers
Intended for:
Cub Scouts
I have a dear old daddy
For whom I nightly pray,
He has a set of whiskers,
They're always in the way.
Chorus:
They're always in the way,
The cows eat them for hay,
They hide the dirt on Daddy's shirt,
They're always in the way.
Around the supper table,
We make a happy group,
Until dear father's whiskers,
Get tangled in the soup.
Chorus
Lyrics:
Father had a strong back,
But now it's all caved in,
He stepped upon his whiskers,
And walked up to his chin.
Chorus
We have a dear old mother,
With him at night she sleeps,
She wakes up in the morning,
Eating shredded wheat.
Chorus
We have a dear old Mommy,
She likes his whiskers, too.
She uses them for cleaning
And stirring up a stew.
Chorus
We have a dear old brother
Who has a Ford machine.
He uses Daddy's whiskers
To strain the gasoline.
Chorus
We have a dear old sister.
It really is a laugh.
She sprinkles Daddy's whiskers
As bath salts in her bath.
Chorus
We have a little brother,
His name is Sonny Jim.
He climbs up daddy's whiskers
To sock him in the chin
Chorus
We have a little sister,
Her name is Mary Anne.
She uses daddy's whiskers
To wipe the frying pan.
Chorus
We have another sister,
Her name is Ida Mae.
She climbs up Daddy's whiskers
And braids them every day.
Chorus
Daddy fought in Flanders,
He wasn't killed, you see:
His whiskers looked like bushes
And fooled the enemy.
Chorus
When Daddy goes in swimming,
No bathing suit for him.
He ties his whiskers 'round his waist
And happily jumps in.
Chorus
Daddy went out sailing,
The wind blew down the mast.
He hoisted up his whiskers
And never went so fast.
Chorus
Daddy was in a tavern;
He likes his lager beer.
He pinned a pretzel to his nose
And kept his whiskers clear.
Chorus
Fee Fly
A Favorite Song
Notes:
Just repeat each line after the leader. Each time through going faster and louder.
Fee.
Fee Fly.
Fee fly Flow.
Kum a lotta, kum a lotta, kum a lotta vee sta.
Oh no, no not the vee sta.
Hex a meeny hex a meeny oh walla walla meeny Des a meeny heya meeny oh
walla wa.
Be bill oaten scoten bo bo be de dotten.
Bo bo be de dotten.
Bo bo be de dotten.
Shhhhhhhhh
Lyrics:
Another version...
Flee.
Flee Fly.
Flee Fly Mosquito.
Calamine, Calamine, Calamine Lotion.
Oh no, no no not the lotion.
Itchy, itchy, scratchy, scratch
Ooh, I got one down my backy.
Ick went the Bug when I sprayed him with the Spray
Can.
Shhhhhh!!
Another version...
Dog.
Dog Cat.
Dog Cat Mouse.
Froggie!!!
Itsy bitsy, teenie weenie, little-bitty Froggie!
Jump, jump, jump Little Froggie
Gather up all the little wormies and spiders.
Wormies and spiders, scrum-didili-icious.
Ribbit Ribbit Ribbit Ribbit Croak
Shhhhhh!!
Another version...
Cheese.
Cheese Sauce.
Anchovies.
Pizza!
Eatta Lotta, Eatta Lotta, Eatta Lotta Pizza.
Oh No, Don't Drop The Pizza.
If You Drop The Pizza Nobody Eatza.
Pepperoni sausage, scrump-didili-icious!
Gobble Gobble Gobble Gobble Gobble Gobble Belch!
Another version...
Vee.
Vee vi.
Vee vi vo.
Vista.
Cumallotta cumallotta cumallotta Vista.
Ah na na na na na vista.
Esseemeenie desseemeenie, koala walla meenie.
Yip bap biddildee bang Ting tang tung, oh yea!
Finest Pack of Cub Scouts
Intended for:
Notes:
Cub Scouts
The Tune: (Yellow Rose of Texas)
We're the finest Pack of Cub Scouts,
That you have ever seen.
We're loyal and we're honest,
We're never rude or mean.
We're proud to wear our uniform,
We like the Gold and Blue.
You know that you can count on us,
To live our Promise true.
Lyrics:
We follow our Akela,
We always do our best.
We work on our advancement,
We rarely stop to rest.
We learn while earning badges,
Cub Scouts know more than most.
We learn to be good citizens,
About that we can boast.
We love our God and country,
We respect our fellow man.
We're busy doing good turns,
We help each time we can.
We're proud to be Americans,
We fly our flag to show
Our land is free for you and me
To live and learn and grow.
Follow Me, Boys
Intended for:
Boy Scouts
Notes:
A 2MB .MP3 file of the tune can be downloaded here
Chorus:
Follow me boys, follow me.
When you think your really beat
That's the time to lift your feet,
And follow me boys, follow me.
Pick'em up, put'em down and follow me,
Pick'em up, put'em down pick'em up.
There's a job to do,
There's a fight to win,
And it won't be time till we all pitch in,
Lift your chin with a grin and follow me.
- Chorus
Lyrics:
It's a long long climb,
But we've got the will,
When we reach the top
Then It's all down hill,
Till you drop don't you stop and follow me.
- Chorus
So the journey's end
Is beyond our sight,
If we do our best
Then we've done alright,
Pack your load, hit the road and follow me.
- Chorus
Food
Notes:
The Tune: The Gang's All Here (just the chorus which comes about 35 seconds
into the music)
Soup, soup, we all want soup,
Tip your bowl and drain it,
Let your whiskers strain it,
Hark, hark, that funny noise,
Listening to the gurgling, boys.
Meat, meat, we must have meat,
Fresh and juicy cow meat,
Ham and pickled pigs feet,
Veal, lamb and pork chops too,
Any kind of meat will do.
Lyrics:
Fish, fish, we all want fish,
Fish that isn't bony,
Nor a little phony.
Fresh fish, we won't eat stale,
Any kind of fish but whale.
Pie, pie, we all want pie,
Apple, peach and cherry,
Cheese and huckleberry,
Mince pie is very fine.
That's the way that we boys dine!
Found a Peanut
Intended for:
Notes:
Cub Scouts
Tune: (Clementine)
Found a peanut, found a peanut,
found a peanut just now.
Just now I found a peanut,
found a peanut just now.
Lyrics:
It was rotten, it was rotten,
it was rotten just now.
Just now it was rotten,
it was rotten just now.
Additional verses...:
Ate it anyway
Got a stomachache
Called the doctor
Had surgery
Died anyway
Went to Heaven
Forgot my teddy bear
Went after it
Back in Heaven
Kicked an angel
Went the other way
Found a peanut
Threw it away
Frankenstein
Intended for:
Notes:
All Scouts
Tune: (Clementine)
In a castle, on a mountain,
Near the dark and murky Rhine.
Dwelt a doctor, the concoctor,
Of the monster, Frankenstein.
Chorus
Oh my monster, oh my monster,
Oh my monster, Frankenstein.
You were built to last forever,
Dreadful scary Frankenstein.
Lyrics:
In a graveyard, near the castle,
Where the sun refused to shine,
He found noses and some toeses
For his monster Frankenstein.
Chorus
So he took them and he built him,
From the pieces he did find.
And with lightning he animated
The scary monster Frankenstein.
Chorus
Scared the townsfolk, scared the Police,
Scared the kids did Frankenstein,
Til with torches, they did chase him,
To the castle by the Rhine.
Chorus
Fried Ham
Intended for:
Cub Scouts
Fried ham, fried ham
Cheese and bologna
And after the macaroni
We ll have onions, pickles and pretzels
And then we ll have some more fried ham,
Fried ham, fried ham!
Lyrics:
Same song, second verse, English accent little bit worse ...
Same song, third verse, Southern accent little bit worse ...
Same song, fourth verse, Opera style little bit worse ...
Same song, fifth verse, Robot style little bit worse ...
Same song, sixth verse, Tongue stuck to teeth little bit worse ...
and on and on and on ...
Friends Are Nothing
Intended for:
Lyrics:
Friends are nothing till they laugh together.
They must laugh the whole day,
They must laugh the night away.
They must laugh, together they must laugh.
Friends are nothing till they sing together.
They must sing the whole day,
They must sing the night away.
They must sing, together they must sing.
Friends are nothing till they dance together.
They must dance the whole day,
They must dance the night away.
They must dance, together they must dance.
Friends are nothing till they camp together.
They must camp the whole day,
They must camp the night away.
They must camp, together they must camp.
Friends are nothing till they part.
They must part through the years,
They must part with many tears.
They must part, and hope to meet again some day.
Ghost Chickens in the Sky
Preparation:
Notes:
Nothing really needed at all, but we had some action during each chorus with
'chickens' (wearing disposable rubber gloves like swim caps) and a farmer (with
a cardboard cut out axe) chasing each other around. Also if someone knows the
guitar chords for the original song it adds a lot to have the accompaniment
The Tune: (Ghost Riders in the Sky)
A chicken farmer went out one dark and dreary day,
He stopped to sit beside the coup to break along his way,
When all at once a rotten egg hit him in the eye,
It was a sight he dreaded...Ghost Chickens in the sky.
Lyrics:
(Chorus)
Bawk, bawk bawk bawwwwwkk,
Bawk, bawk bawk bawwwwwkk,
Ghost Chickens in the sky
The farmer had raised chickens since he was twenty-four
Been workin' for the Colonel some thirty years or more
Raisin' all thise chickens then sending them to fry
Now they want revenge... Those chickens in the sky.
(Chorus)
Their beaks were black and shiny, their eyes a burnin' red,
They had no meat or feathers, these chickens all were dead.
They picked the farmer up and he died by the claw.
They cooked him extra crispy...and ate him with coleslaw.
(Chorus - repeat last line)
Ghost Riders in the Sky
An old cowpoke went rdin' out one dark and windy day.
Upon a ridge, he rested as he went along his way.
When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he saw,
A-plowing through the ragged sky and up a cloudy draw.
Yipppie aye-aaa
Yippie aye-ooh
Ghost riders in the sky.
Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were made of steel.
Their horns were black and shining and their hot breath he could feel.
A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky.
For he saw the riders coming hard and he heard their mournful cry.
Yippie-aye-aaa
Yippie-aye-ooh
Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their shirts all soaked with sweat.
They're riding hard to catch that herd, but they ain't caught 'em yet.
'Cause they've got to ride forever on that range up in the sky,
On horses snorting fire as they ride hard hear them cry.
Yippie-aye-aaa
Yippie-aye-ooh
As the riders loped on by him, he heard one call his name.
"If you want to save your soul from hell a-riding on our range,
Then, cowboy, change your ways today or with us you will ride.
A-trying to catch the devil's herd across these endless skies."
Yippie-aye-aaa
Yippie-aye-ooh
Gilligan's Island
Intended for:
All Scouts
Notes:
Tune:
Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale,
a tale of a fateful trip.
That started from this tropic port,
aboard this tiny ship.
The mate was a mighty sailing man,
the skipper brave and sure.
Five passengers set sail that day,
for a three hour tour.
a three hour tour.
The weather started getting rough,
the tiny ship was tossed.
If not for the courage of the fearless crew,
the Minnow would be lost,
the Minnow would be lost.
Lyrics:
The ship took ground on the shore of this
uncharted desert isle,
with Giligan, the skipper too,
The millionaire, and his wife,
The movie star,
The professor, and MaryAnn,
here on Gilligan's Isle.
So this is the tale of our castaways,
they're here for a long, long time.
They'll have to make the best of things,
it's an uphill climb.
The first mate, and his skipper too,
will do their very best
to make the others comfortable
in this tropic island nest.
No Phones, No lights, No Motorcars,
Not a single luxury.
Like Robinson Crusoe
It's primitive as can be.
So join us here each week, my friend,
you're sure to get a smile,
from seven stranded castaways,
Here on Gilligan's Isle!
Ging Gang Goolee
Intended for:
All Scouts
Notes:
Tune:
Lyrics:
Ging Gang Goolee, Goolee,
Goolee, Goolee Watcha
Ging Gang Goo Ging Gang Goo
Ging Gang Goolee, Goolee,
Goolee, Goolee Watcha
Ging Gang Goo Ging Gang Goo
Hayla, Hayla Shayla, Hayla Shayla Hayla Ho-o-o!
Hayla, Hayla Shayla Hayla Shayla Hayla Ho-o-o!
Shalawally hallway shalawally shalawally!
Oompah, Oompah, Oompah, Oompah!
Gladys the Cow
Intended for:
Boy Scouts
Notes:
Go to this page to find a snippet of the tune.
Lyrics:
Oh, we grow things mighty big down in Kentucky
But there's nothing in that state that can compare
To a cow that we once had us
And the name of her was Gladys
Boy, you should have seen the neighbors stop and stare.
She stood 10 feet tall and had one purple eyeball
It took eight of us to milk her, here is why:
She had 27 spigots
And the tourists all bought tickets
Just to watch us milk and hear us loudly cry-y-y-y...
Chorus:
Oh, pass the udder udder and I'll pass it to my brudder
And I'll pass the udder udder dis-a-way
So we passed the udder udder and I passed it to my brudder
Oh, we really had our hands full every day.
We created quite a spectacle, I grant you
But we milked her just as pretty as you please
And while people said, 'How funny,'
We raked in enough durn money
To go out and order ermine BVDs.
Father turned her on her back one Sunday morning
Gladys said 'I'm upside down, now what's the gag?'
'Well, the reason why,' said Pop,
'is so the cream will be on top.'
'Gosh,' the cow said, 'in that case, it's in the bag!'
Chorus
Now our Gladys was a star in cattle circles
Though she couldn't read or write her name in full
You would think she'd been to college
Although she herself acknowledged
That she gained her fame entirely by pull.
Gladys said to us one cold and wintry morning
She said, 'Milking is the thing I dearly loves,
But when I get a cold it lingers
And I can't stand icy fingers
So go on back in the house and get your gloves!'
Chorus
Go Bananas
Lyrics:
Everyone stand up!
Bananas unite! (place hands together straight up over head)
Bananas split! (open arms and place at sides)
Pick bananas, pick, pick bananas (reach up and pick bananas from a tree)
Peel bananas, peel, peel bananas (peel a banana in your hand)
Smash bananas, smash, smash bananas (clap hands)
Eat bananas, eat, eat bananas (stuff banana in mouth and sing with mouth full)
Go bananas, go, go bananas! (do a crazy dance)
Form potato, form, form potato
(Form potato by raising arms above head.)
Form potato, form, form potato.
Peel potato, peel, peel potato.
(Lower one arm.)
Peel potato, peel, peel potato. (Lower other arm.)
Mash potato, mash, mash potato. (Stomp, jump on floor for these verses.)
Mash potato, mash, mash potato.
Form an orange, form, form an orange. (Lift arms above head.)
Form an orange, form, form an orange.
Peel an orange, peel, peel an orange. (Lower one arm.)
Peel an orange, peel, peel an orange. (Lower other arm.)
Squeeze an orange, squeeze, squeeze an orange. (Turn to neighbor and
hug/squeeze them.)
Squeeze an orange, squeeze, squeeze an orange.
Build the house, build, build the house. (Arms form roof over head.)
Build the house, build, build the house.
Paint the house, paint, paint the house. ('Paint' your neighbor.)
Paint the house, paint, paint the house.
Rock the house, rock, rock the house. (Dance)
Rock the house, rock, rock the house.
Form some corn, form, form some corn. (Arms above head in corn shape.)
Form some corn, form, form some corn.
Shuck some corn, shuck, shuck some corn. (Arms lower one at a time.)
Shuck some corn, shuck, shuck some corn.
Pop some corn, pop, pop some corn. (Jump and clap your hands.)
Pop some corn, pop, pop some corn.
Form banana, form form banana. (Arms above head in banana shape.)
Form banana, form form banana.
Peel banana, peel, peel banana. (One arm down.)
Peel banana, peel, peel banana. (Other arm down.)
Go bananas! Go, go bananas! (Jump up and go bananas.)
Go bananas! Go, go bananas!
God Bless America
Intended for:
All Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
God bless America, land that I love.
Stand beside her, and guide her,
Through the night, with a light from above.
Lyrics:
From the mountains, to the prairies,
To the oceans, white with foam.
God bless America, my home sweet home.
God bless America, my home sweet home.
God Bless My Underwear
Intended for:
Notes:
Lyrics:
All Scouts
The Tune: (God Bless America)
God bless my underwear, my only pair.
Stand beside them, and guide them,
Through the rips, through the holes, through the tears.
From the washer, to the dryer, to my backpack, to my rear.
God bless my underwear, or I'll be bare.
God bless my underwear
That I wear down there.
I outgrow them, then throw them,
Those who wear them will never be square
When the bully, gives a wedgie
Pray that they won t ever tear
God bless my underwear, or I ll need to share.
God Bless the USA
Intended for:
Boy Scouts
If tomorrow all the things were gone,
I d worked for all my life.
And I had to start again,
with just my children and my wife.
I d thank my lucky stars,
to be livin' here today.
Cause the flag still stands for freedom,
and they can t take that away.
And I m proud to be an American,
where at least I know I m free.
And I wont forget the men who died,
who gave that right to me.
Lyrics:
And I gladly stand up,
next to you and defend her still today.
Cause there ain t no doubt I love this land,
God bless the USA.
From the lakes of Minnesota,
to the hills of Tennessee.
Across the plains of Texas,
From sea to shining sea.
From Detroit down to Houston,
and New York to L.A.
Well there's pride in every American heart,
and its time we stand and say.
That I m proud to be an American,
And I won't forget the men who died,
God bless the USA.
And I m proud to be and American,
And I won't forget the men who died,
God bless the USA.
Goin' On a Lion Hunt
Intended for:
Cub Scouts
Notes:
Audience repeats each line afte leader.
Chorus:
Goin' on a lion hunt.
Got me a gun.
I'm not afraid.
Look, what's up ahead?
Lyrics:
A Gate!
Can't go over it.
Can't go under it.
Can't go around it.
Gotta go through it.
[Make creaking sound and open gate with hand]
- Chorus
Tall Grass!
Can't go over it.
Can't go under it.
Can't go around it.
[Push grass out of the way with hands]
- Chorus
A River!
Can't go over it.
Can't go under it.
Can't go around it.
Gotta swim through it.
[swimming motion]
- Chorus
A Tree!
Can't go under it.
Can't go around it.
Can't go through it.
Gotta climb over it.
[Climbing motions]
- Chorus
Quicksand!
Can't go over it.
Can't go under it.
Can't go trhough it.
Gotta walk around it.
[carefully side-step around a large area]
- Chorus
A Mountain!
Can't go under it.
Can't go around it.
Gotta hike over it.
[hike uphill]
- Chorus
A Cave!
Can't go under it.
Can't go around it.
Can't go over it.
[hold a light out in front and walk forward]
- Chorus
Spiderwebs!
Can't go around it.
Can't go over it.
Gotta go under it.
[scrunch down protecting head with hands]
- Chorus
Spiderwebs!
Can't go around it.
Can't go over it.
Gotta go under it.
[scrunch down protecting head with hands]
- Chorus
Bushy Tail!
Big Eyes!
Bigger Teeth!
Bigger Roar!
A Lion!!!
Let's get out of here [leader yells out the obstacle and everyone quickly does the actions]
Spiderwebs! - under the spiderwebs,
Cave! - out of the cave,
Mountain! - over the mountain,
Quicksand! - around the quicksand,
Tree! - over the tree,
River! - through the river,
Grass! - through the grass,
Gate! - through the gate.
Whew, we made it!
Goober Peas
Intended for:
All Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
Lyrics:
Sitting by the roadside on a summer's day
Chatting with my mess-mates passing time away
Lying in the shadows underneath the trees
Goodness how delicious eating goober peas.
Chorus:
Peas, peas, peas, peas
Eating goober peas
Goodness how delicious
Eating goober peas.
When a horse-man passes, the soldiers have a rule
To cry out their loudest, 'Mister, where's your mule?'
But another custom, enchanting-er than these
Is wearing out your grinders, eating goober peas.
Chorus
Just before the battle, the General hears a row
He says 'The Yanks are coming, I hear their rifles now.'
He looks down the roadway and what d'you think he sees?
The Georgia Militia cracking goober peas.
Chorus
I think my song has lasted just about enough.
The subject's interesting but the rhymes are mighty rough.
I wish the war was over so free from rags and fleas
We'd kiss our wives and sweethearts, say good-bye to goober peas.
Chorus
Grand Old Captain Kirk
Notes:
Tune: (Grand Old Duke of York)
Lyrics:
The Grand old Captain Kirk,
he had ten thousand men.
He beamed them up to the Enterprise
and beamed them down again.
And when you're up, you're up,(stand)
and when you're down, you're down,(crouch way down)
and when you're only halfway up, you're nowhere to be found.(crouch halfway
and wave arms back and forth)
Grand Old Duke of York
Intended for:
Cub Scouts
Notes:
Tune:
Lyrics:
The Grand old Duke of York,
He had ten thousand men.
He marched them up the hill,
[Everyone stands up]
And marched them down again.
[Everyone sits down]
And when you're up, you're up;
[Everyone stands up]
And when you're down, you're down.
[Everyone sits down]
And when you're only halfway up,
[Everyone crouch stand]
You're neither up nor down!
Grand Old Flag
Intended for:
All Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
She's a grand old flag,
She's a high flying flag,
And forever in peace may she wave.
Lyrics:
She's the emblem of,
The land I love,
The home of the free and the brave.
Every heart beats true,
For the red, white, and blue,
With never a boast or a brag.
Should old aquaintence be forgot
Keep your eye on the grand old flag.
Grandma's Feather Bed
When I was a little bitty boy, just up off a floor,
We used to go down to Grandma's house every month end or so.
We'd have chicken pie and country ham, homemade butter on the bread.
But the best darn thing about Grandma's house was her great big feather bed.
Chorus:
It was nine feet wide, and six feet high, soft as a downy chick.
Made from the feathers of forty-eleven geese,
took a whole bolt of cloth for the tick.
It'd hold eight kids and four hound dogs and a piggy we stole from the shed.
We didn't get much sleep but we had a lot of fun on Grandma's feather bed.
Lyrics:
After supper we'd sit around the fire, the old folks'd spit and chew.
Pa would talk about the farm and the war, and Granny'd sing a ballad or two.
I'd sit and listen and watch the fire till the cobwebs filled my head,
Next thing I'd know I'd wake up in the morning
in the middle of the old feather bed.
- Chorus
Well I love my Ma, I love my Pa, I love Granny and Grandpa too.
I been fishing with my uncle, I wrassled with my cousin, I even kissed Aunt Lou,
ew!
But if I ever had to make a choice, I guess it oughta be said
That I'd trade 'em all plus the gal down the road for Grandma's feather bed.
- Chorus
Granny's In the Cellar
Intended for:
Granny's in the cellar.
Oh Lordy can't ya smell her,
Cooking Biscuits on that darn old greasy stove.
In her eye there is some matter that keeps drippin' in the batter
And she whistles while the [Sniff] drips down her nose.
Chorus:
Down her nose, down her nose,
In her eye there is some matter that keeps drippin' in the batter,
Cooking Grits on that darn old greasy stove.
On her belly, there's some zits that keep poppin' in the grits,
Lyrics:
Chorus:
Down her nose, down her nose,
On her belly, there's some zits that keep poppin' in the grits,
Cooking Crabs on that darn old greasy stove.
On her elbow, there's some scabs that keep fallin' in the crabs,
- Chorus
Cooking Fries on that darn old greasy stove.
On her belly there's a boil that keeps oozin' in the oil,
- Chorus
Cooking Rice on that darn old greasy stove.
In her hair there is some lice that keep jumpin' in the rice,
- Chorus
Cooking Cobbler on that darn old greasy stove.
Her glass eye is a wobbler and keeps fallin' in the cobbler,
- Chorus
Greasy Grimy Gopher Guts
Intended for:
Notes:
The Tune:
Great green gobs of greasy grimy gopher guts
Mutilated monkey meat
Hairy pickled piggy feet
French fried eyeballs floating in some kerosene
And me without a spoon.
Scab sandwich, puss on top
Vulture vomit, camel snot
Deep dish boogers soaking in a bowl of fat
Lyrics:
Parrot eyeballs dipped in glue
Petrified porpoise puss
Flaming ear wax bobbing in a bowl of barf
Dessicated dinosaur dung
Percollated pelican poop
Tortoise turd balls with the little flies inside
Green Berets
Intended for:
Boy Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
Fighting soldiers from the sky
Fearless men who jump and die
Men who mean just what they say
The brave men of the Green Beret
Silver wings upon their chest
These are men, America's best
One hundred men will test today
But only three win the Green Beret
Trained to live off nature's land
Trained in combat, hand-to-hand
Men who fight by night and day
Courage peak from the Green Berets
Lyrics:
Silver wings upon their chest
These are men, America's best
One hundred men will test today
But only three win the Green Beret
Back at home a young wife waits
Her Green Beret has met his fate
He has died for those oppressed
Leaving her his last request
Put silver wings on my son's chest
Make him one of America's best
He'll be a man they'll test one day
Have him win the Green Beret.
Green Grass Grew All Around
Intended for:
Cub Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
There was a hole in the middle of the ground
The prettiest hole that you ever did see.
Well, the hole in the ground
And the green grass grew all around and around
And the green grass grew all around.
And in this hole there was a root
The prettiest root that you ever did see
Well the root in the hole
And the hole in the ground
And on this root there was a tree
The prettiest tree that you ever did see
Well the tree on the root
And the root in the hole
Lyrics:
And on this tree there was a branch
The prettiest branch that you ever did see
Well the branch on the tree
And the tree on the root
And on this branch there was twig
The prettiest twig that you ever did see
Well the twig on the branch
And the branch on the tree
And on this twig there was a nest
The prettiest nest that you ever did see
Well the nest on the twig
And the twig on the branch
And in this nest there was an egg
The prettiest egg that you ever did see
Well the egg in the nest
And the nest on the twig
And in this egg there was a bird
The prettiest bird that you ever did see
Well the bird on the egg
And the egg in the nest
And on this bird there was a wing
The prettiest wing that you ever did see
Well the wing on the bird
And the bird on the egg
And on this wing, there was a feather
The prettiest feather that you ever did see
Well the feather on the wing
And the wing on the bird
And the bird on the egg
Green Green
Intended for:
Well I told my mama on the day I was born,
"Don't you cry when you see I've gone,
There ain't no woman gonna settle me down,
I just got to be traveling on."
Chorus:
Green, green, it's green they say,
On the far side of the hill.
Green, green, I'm goin' away
To where the grass is greener still.
Lyrics:
Now, there ain't nobody in the whole wide world
Gonna tell me how to spend my time.
I'm just a good lovin' ramblin' man, saying,
"Buddy, can you spare a dime?"
- Chorus
Yeah, I don't care when the sun goes down
Where I lay my weary head.
Green, green valley or rocky road,
It's there I'm gonna make my bed.
Grey Squirrel
Intended for:
Cub Scouts
Notes:
Repeat three times, as you repeat you can go faster each time.
Grey squirrel, Grey squirrel! (bounce up and down on the words)
Swish your bushy tail! (shake it)
Grey squirrel, Grey squirrel!
Swish your bushy tail!
Lyrics:
Put an nut between your toes( touch your toes)
Wrinkle up your little nose!(poke your nose)
Grey squirrel, Grey squirrel!
Swish your bushy tail!
[repeat]
Hageleena Mageleena
Chorus: Hagaleena Magaleena Upa Staka Waka Taka
Oka Poka Loka was her name. (Clap Clap)
There was a funny girl, she had a funny name.
She got it from her pappy just the same, same, same.
Chorus
Lyrics:
She had two hairs in the middle of her head
One was alive (put one finger on top of your head)
And the other one was dead (put another finger on top of your head)
Chorus
She had two eyes in the front of her head
One was green and the other was red.
Chorus
She had two teeth in the front of her mouth
One pointed north (put one finger against your mouth, pointing north)
And one the other pointed south (put another finger against your mouth, pointing
south)
Chorus
She had two lips, two beautiful lips,
Shaped just like two battleships.
Chorus
Her nose was so long that when she sneezed
It got caught in between her knees.
Chorus
Her ears stuck out like the sails of a boat
Her Adam s apple wandered up and down her throat.
Chorus
She had two arms in the middle of her body
One knew judo (horizontal karate chop motion)
And the other knew karate (vertical karate chop motion)
Chorus
She loved to polish her fingernails
She bought her polish in ten gallon pails.
Chorus
She had two feet size twelve and a half
One took a shower (kick out one foot)
And the other took a bath (kick out the other foot)
Chorus
Her feet were flat as bathroom mats
I forgot to ask how they got like that.
Chorus
A semi-truck hit Mag-a-leena (slow down during this line)
(back to original tempo) Completely destroyed that poor machina!
Chorus
Happy Birthday - UGH
Intended for:
All Scouts
Chorus:
Happy Birthday, Ugh.
Happy Birthday, Ugh.
Ha-a-a-a-appy Birthday, Ugh.
1. Pain and sorrow in the air,
Death around us everywhere.
But...
Lyrics:
2. One year closer to the grave,
Think of all the food we'll save
But...
3. Easter Bunny broke his leg,
Bled all over the Easter Eggs,
But...
4. Santa Claus wrecked his sleigh,
No more presents Christmas day.
But...
Happy Wanderer
Intended for:
All Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
Lyrics:
I love to go a-wandering,
Along the mountain track,
And as I go, I love to sing,
My knapsack on my back.
Chorus:
Val-deri, Val-dera,
Val-deri,
Val-dera-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Val-deri, Val-dera.
My knapsack on my back.
I love to wander by the stream
That dances in the sun,
So joyously it calls to me,
"Come! Join my happy song!"
-Chorus
I wave my hat to all I meet,
And they wave back to me,
And blackbirds call so loud and sweet
From ev'ry green wood tree.
-Chorus
High overhead, the skylarks wing,
They never rest at home
But just like me, they love to sing,
As o'er the world we roam.
-Chorus
Oh, may I go a-wandering
Until the day I die!
Oh, may I always laugh and sing,
Beneath God's clear blue sky!
-Chorus
I love to go a-gorging
Amid great gobs of food,
And as I do my abdomen
Continues to protrude.
Calorie, calorah,
Calorie, calorah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Calorie, calorah,
My body is obese.
Italian food with all its cheese
And thick tomato paste,
It never seems to pass on through
But hangs around my waist.
French cuisine inspires me
To even greater heights.
An eight-course meal is quickly done
In seven standard bites.
A German meal is all I need
To make my day complete.
It's hard to keep account of all
The strudel that I eat.
At hot dog stands and burger joints
To make my power play,
They bring it in a wheelbarrow
Instead of in a tray.
Hawaiian Punch
Intended for:
Boy Scouts, Bear Scouts, Webelos Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
Lyrics:
Here's a story of a dole banana
Who was bringing up three very lovely fruit.
All of them had yellow peels, like their mother,
The youngest was a beaut.
Here's a story of a great papaya
Who was living in a tree all on his own.
They were two fruit in the same forest
Yet they were all alone.
Until one day when banana met papaya,
And they knew that it was much more than a hunch
That this fruit could somehow form a fruit drink.
That's the way they all became Hawaiian Punch.
Hawaiian Punch, Hawaiian Punch
Thats the way they became Hawaiian Punch.
Herman, the Family Pet
Intended for:
All Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
One fine day as I was
Skipping home from school,
Skipping home from school.
There was my mother, [snap,snap]
And there was father, [snap,snap]
And there was sister, [snap,snap]
And there was brother, [snap,snap]
And there was Herman, [snap,snap]
The family pet, [snap,snap]
And he was this big. (hold hands 3 inches apart)
Lyrics:
One fine day as I was ...
And there was sister, [snap,snap]
But where's my brother?
It makes me soooooo mad! (Stomp feet)
And there was Herman, [snap, snap]
The family pet, [snap, snap]
And he was this big. (hold hands 1 foot apart)
But where's my sister?
It makes me soooooo mad!
And he was this big. (hold hands 2 feet apart)
But where's my father?
And he was this big. (hold hands 4 feet apart)
Where's my mother?
And he was this big. (hold hands as far apart as possible)
One fine day as I was
Skipping home from school.
There was Herman, the family pet.
And Herman went "BRAAACK" (Barf Sound)
And, there was my mother, [snap, snap]
And there was father, [snap, snap]
And there was sister, [snap, snap]
And there was brother, [snap, snap]
And he was this big. (hold hands 3 inches apart)
Hey, Lolly
Intended for:
All Scouts
Notes:
Make up simple rhyming verses to keep it going as long as the people want.
Chorus:
Hey lolly, lolly, lolly
Hey lolly, lolly, low.
Hey lolly, lolly, lolly
Lyrics:
This is a crazy kind of song,
You make it up as you go along,
When guys like us start to sing this song,
It sometimes lasts the whole night long,
First you make up a simple line,
Then another one to rhyme,
While you catch on, I'll sing a verse,
Then you do one that's even worse,
I know a man named Mr. Jones,
When he sings, everybody groans,
He sings Hey Lolly day and night,
It never seems to come out right,
I know a girl named Emily,
She sings "Hey Lolly" in just one key,
Tonight we've chosen another key,
You won't be hearing from Emily,
The singer you fast the getter it's tuff,
To line up makes that you won't muff,
Let's put this song back on the shelf,
If you want anymore you can sing it yourself,
Hi, My Name is Joe
Intended for: Tiger Scouts, Wolf Scouts
Hi, my name is Joe and I work at the button factory.
I have a wife and a family.
One day my boss, He said "Joe."
I said, "What?"
"Are you busy?"
I said, "No."
"Can you press this button with your RIGHT hand?"
(Start pointing with your RIGHT finger/hand with optional noises)
(Chorus) "Can you press this button with your LEFT hand?"
Lyrics:
(Chorus) "Can you press this button with your RIGHT leg?"
(Chorus) "Can you press this button with your LEFT leg?"
(continue as long as the audience can take it, using Head, Sholder, Knee, Elbow,
Rump, ...
Ending: (Chorus) One day my boss, he said "Joe, are you busy?"
I said "YES!!!"
Hog Calling Time in Nebraska
Intended for:
All Scouts
Notes:
Just a super silly song with no reason.
When it's hog calling time in Nebraska,
Then it's hog calling time in Nebraska!
Lyrics:
Here are verses for all 50 states, but you can make up your own:
When it's tide rolling time in Alabama...
When it's Iditarod time in Alaska...
When it's road runner time in Arizona...
When it's opossum shooting time in Arkansas...
When it's movie recording time in California...
When it's snow boarding time in Colorado...
When it's insurance selling time in Connecticut...
When it's incorporating time in Delaware...
When it's Disney World time in Florida...
When it's peanut picking time in Georgia...
When it's surfing time in Hawaii...
When it's spud digging time in Idaho...
When it's corn husking time in Illinois...
When it's auto racing time in Indiana...
When it's test making time in Iowa...
When it's wheat threshing time in Kansas...
When it's horse racing time in Kentucky...
When it's crab catching time in Louisiana...
When it's lobster catching time in Maine...
When it's crab cake time in Maryland...
When it's Thanksgiving time in Massachusetts...
When it's car making time in Michigan...
When it's ice fishing time in Minnessota...
When it's cotton picking time in Mississippi...
When it's sheep herding time in Missouri...
When it's portaging time in Montana...
When it's Elvis impersonating time in Nevada...
When it's chicken farming time in New Hampshire...
When it's light bulb inventing time in New Jersey...
When it's space port building time in New Mexico...
When it's theater going time in New York...
When it's Wright flying time in North Carolina...
When it's flax farming time in North Dakota...
When it's buckeye throwing time in Ohio...
When it's oil well drilling time in Oklahoma...
When it's salmon fishing time in Oregon...
When it's chocolate time in Pennsylvania...
When it's quahog shucking time in Rhode Island...
When it's peach picking time in South Carolina...
When it's pheasant hunting time in South Dakota...
When it's volunteer time in Tennessee...
When it's bronco riding time in Texas...
When it's Winter Olympics time in Utah...
When it's maple syrup time in Vermont...
When it's ham curing time in Virginia...
When it's coffee drinking time in Washington...
When it's coal mining time in West Virginia...
When it's cheese stirring time in Wisconsin...
When it's rodeo time in Wyoming
Hole in my Bucket
Notes:
Tune: Download
This can be a funny skit if two people have the courage to sing it in front of a
group. Singing like an old man and woman is even funnier, with the woman
getting more frustrated.
(Two parts - Henry and Liza)
There's a hole in my bucket,
dear Liza, dear Liza,
There's a hole in my bucket,
dear Liza, a hole.
Well fix it, dear Henry,
dear Henry, dear Henry,
Well fix it, dear Henry, well fix it.
With what shall fix it, ...
With straw, ...
Lyrics:
The straw is too long, ...
Well cut it, ...
With what shall I cut it, ...
With an axe, ...
The axe is too dull, ...
Then sharpen it, ...
With what shall I sharpen it, ...
With a stone, ...
The stone is too dry, ...
Then wet it, ...
With what shall I wet it, ...
With water, ...
In what shall I fetch it, ...
With a bucket, ...
But there's a hole in my bucket, ...!!!
Hole In the Bottom of the Sea
Intended for:
Notes:
All Scouts
The Tune:
There's a hole in the bottom of the sea
There's a hole in the bottom of the sea
There's a hole, there's a hole
There's a hole in the bottom of the sea.
Lyrics:
There's a log in the hole in the bottom of the sea
There's a log in the hole in the bottom of the sea
There's a log, there's a log
There's a log in the hole in the bottom of the sea.
[Continue to expand using a smile, on the flea,
on the hair, on the wart, on the toe, on the foot,
on the leg, on the frog, on the bump, on the log
in the hole in the bottom of the sea. ]
Home On The Range
Intended for:
Notes:
Lyrics:
All Scouts
The Tune:
Oh, give me a home, where the buffalo roam
Where the deer and the antelope play
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day.
Chorus:
Home, home on the range
Where the deer and the antelope play
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day.
How often at night, when the heavens are bright
With the light from the glittering stars
I've stood there amazed, and asked, as I gazed,
If their glory exceeds that of ours.
Chorus
The air is so pure, and the zephyrs so free
And the breezes so balmy and light
I would not exchange my home on the range
For all the cities so bright.
Chorus
The Red man was pressed from this part of the west,
He's likely no more to return,
To the banks of the Red River where seldom if ever
Their flickering campfires burn.
Chorus
Oh, I love these wild flowers in this dear land of ours,
The curlew I love to hear cry,
And I love the white rocks and the antelope flocks,
That graze on the mountain slopes high.
Chorus
Oh give me a land where the bright diamond sand,
Flows leisurely down in the stream;
Where the graceful white swan goes gliding along,
Like a maid in a heavenly dream.
Chorus
How often at night, when the heavens are bright,
With the light from the glittering stars,
Have I stood there amazed, and asked as I gaze,
If their glory exceeds that of ours.
Chorus
Yes, give me the gleam of a swift mountain stream,
And the place no hurricanes blow.
Oh, give me the park where the prairie dogs bark,
And the mountains all covered with snow.
Chorus
Oh, give me the hills and the ring of the drills,
And the rich silver ore in the ground.
Yes, give me the gulch where the miners can sluice,
And the bright yellow gold can be found.
Chorus
Oh, give me the mine where the prospectors find
the gold in its own native land,
And the hot springs below, where the sick people go,
And camp on the banks of the Grand.
Chorus
Oh, give me the steed and the gun that I need
To shoot game from my own cabin home.
Then give me the camp where the fire is a lamp,
And the wild rocky mountains to roam.
Chorus
Yes, give me the home where the prospectors roam.
Their business is always alive
In those wild western hills, midst the ring of the drills.
Oh, let me live there till I die.
Chorus
How I Hate to Get Up in the Morning
Intended for:
Lyrics:
Boy Scouts
The other day I chanced to meet a camping friend of mine.
He'd been in camp for several weeks and he was looking fine.
His muscles had developed and his cheeks were rosy red.
I asked him how he liked the camp, and this is what he said:
Oh, how I hate to get up in the morning.
Oh, how I'd love to remain in bed.
For the hardest blow of all,
Is to hear the bugler call;
You'vee got to get up,
You've got to get up,
You've got to get up this morning.
Someday I'm going to murder the bugler.
Someday they're going to find him dead.
I'll amputate his reveille
and stomp upon it heavily,
And spend the rest of my life in bed!
A bugler at camp is the luckiest of men.
He wakes the boys at five and then goes back to bed again.
He doesn't have to blow again until the afternoon.
If everything goes well with me, I'll be a bugler soon!
Oh, how I hate to get up in the morning.
Oh, how I'd love to remain in bed.
For the hardest blow of all,
Is to hear the bugler call;
You've got to get up this morning.
Someday I'm going to murder the bugler.
Someday they're going to find him dead.
I'll amputate his rev
reveille
and stomp upon it heavily,
And spend the rest of my life in bed!
I Met a Bear
A Favorite Song
Notes:
Audience repeats each short line after the leader, then everyone sings the whole
verse together.
Lyrics:
The other day,
I met a bear,
Out in the woods,
away out there. [Point]
everyone: The other day, I met a bear. Out in the woods, away out there.
He looked at me,
I looked at him,
He sized up me,
I sized up him.
everyone: He looked at me, I looked at him. He sized up me, I sized up him.
He says to me,
'Why don't you run?'
'Cause I can see,
you got no gun.'
everyone: He says to me, 'Why don't you run?' 'Cause I can see you got no gun.'
I says to him,
'That's a good idea.'
'Now legs get going,
get me out of here!'
I began to run,
away from there,
But right behind
me was that bear.
And on the path
ahead of me,
I saw a tree,
Oh glory be.
The lowest branch
was ten feet up,
I'd have to jump
and trust my luck.
And so I jumped
into the air,
But I missed that branch
away up there.
Now don't you fret,
and don't you frown,
I caught that branch
on the way back down.
That's all there is,
there ain't no more,
Unless I meet
that bear once more.
The littlest worm
I ever saw
was stuck inside
my soda straw.
everyone: The littlest worm I ever saw, was stuck inside my soda straw.
I took a sip
and he went down
right through my pipes
He'll surely drown.
everyone: I took a sip and he went down, right through my pipes he'll surely
drown.
I burped him up
and he was dead.
I buried him
in a flower bed.
everyone: I burped him up and he was dead. I buried him in a flower bed.
He was my pal,
He was my friend
and now he's gone
and now he's dead.
everyone: He was my pal, he was my friend and now he's gone and now he's
dead.
The prettiest girl
I ever saw
Was sippin' cider
Through a straw.
everyone: The prettiest girl I ever saw, was sippin' cider through a straw.
I asked her if
She'd teach me how
To sip cider
Through a straw.
everyone: I asked her if she'd teach me how to sip cider through a straw.
First cheek to cheek
Then jaw to jaw
We sipped that cider
Through that straw.
everyone: First cheek to cheek then jaw to jaw, we sipped that cider through that
straw.
And now and then
That straw did slip
And we'd sip cider
Lip to lip.
everyone: And now and then that straw did slip, and we'd sip cider lip to lip.
Now 49 kids
All call me 'pa'
From sippin' cider
Through a straw.
everyone: Now 49 kids all call me 'pa', from sippin' cider through a straw.
The moral of
This little joke
Is don't sip cider
Sip a coke!
everyone: The moral of this little joke, is don't sip cider, sip a coke!
The other day
I saw a bear
A big white bear
I had to stare.
He stared right back
And seemed to grin.
His long white fangs
Hung to his chin.
He moved toward me
Upon four paws.
And those four paws
Held six-inch claws.
I couldn t move.
My feet were froze,
As I saw steam
Shoot from his nose.
But I was safe
Because I knew,
This polar bear
Was at the zoo.
The cutest bear
I ever saw.
Was in the road
with a sandwich in his paw.
I asked him if
he d pose for me.
He said he would
for a nominal fee.
I walked right up
and looked at him.
He opened his mouth
and shoved me in.
Now here I sit
inside this Bear.
I need some HELP
and a little fresh air.
A yellow bird
With a yellow bill.
Was singing on
My windowsill.
I coaxed it in
With a piece of bread.
And then I hit
It on the head.
I coaxed it in
With a piece of meat.
And then I crushed
It's little feet.
I coaxed it in
With a chunk of cheese.
And then I smacked
It on the knees.
I coaxed it in
With a plate of spaghetti.
Then I hacked its wings
With my little machete.
I coaxed it in
with cold root beer.
And then I ripped
Off its right ear.
I coaxed it in
With a Tweety poster.
And then I popped
It in the toaster.
I coaxed it in
With chicken chow mein
Sucked on its nose
And slurped its brain.
I Wish I Were
Intended for:
Notes:
Cub Scouts
Tune: 'If You're Happy and You Know It'
Oh, I wish I were a little bar of soap.
I would slippy and I'd slidey,
Over everybody's hidey.
Oh, I wish I were a little hunk of mud.
I would ooey and I'd gooey,
Under everybody's shoey.
Oh, I wish I were a little can of pop.
I'd go down with a slurp,
and come up with a burp.
Lyrics:
Oh, I wish I were a little slippery root.
I would sit upon the trail,
And knock everyone on his tail.
Oh, I wish I were a little mosquito.
I'd buzzy and I'd bitey,
Under everybody's nighty.
Oh, I wish I were a little squirty orange.
I'd go squirty, squirty, squirty,
Over everybody's shirty.
Oh, I wish I were a little foreign car.
I'd go speedy, speedy, speedy
Over everybody's feety.
Oh, I wish I were a fishy in the sea.
Wouldn't I look cute
Without my swimming suit?
Oh, I wish I were a little safety pin.
Wouldn't it be fun
If I suddenly came undone?
Oh, I wish I were a little band-aid strip.
I'd stick to your hairs
And pull them out in pairs.
Oh, I wish I were a little stinky skunk.
I'd sit up in the trees
And perfume all the breeze.
Oh, I wish I were a little sparrow bird.
I'd sit up on the steeple
and dump on all the peeple.
Oh, I wish I were a creepy scary ghost.
I'd give you such a scare
That you'd lose your underwear.
I'm a Nut
Intended for:
All Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
Lyrics:
I'm a little coconut,
Sitting under this here tree.
Everybody steps on me,
That is why I'm cracked you see.
Chorus:
I'm a nut,
I'm a nut,
I'm a nut, nut, nut-nut-nut.
Called myself on the telephone
Just to see if I was home.
Made a date for half past eight,
Better hurry or I'll be late!
- Chorus
Took myself to the picture show
Sat myself in the very last row
Wrapped my arms around my waist
Got so fresh I slapped my face!
- Chorus
Bought some roses at the store.
Told myself I wanted more.
That's why I broke up with me.
Now I am a nut that's free!
- Chorus
Gee, I miss me all the time.
Wonder if I'm doing fine.
Maybe I'll stop by to see
If I have a chance with me.
- Chorus
Coca-Cola went to town,
Pepsi-Cola shot him down.
Dr. Pepper fixed him up,
Now we all drink 7-Up.
- Chorus
I'm My Own Grandpa
Intended for:
All Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
Many, many years ago when I was 23,
I was married to a wider who was purty as can be.
This wider had a grown-up daughter who had hair of red
My father fell in love with her and soon they two were wed.
This made my dad my son-in-law and changed my very life
For my daughter was my mother cause she was my father's wife
To complicate the matter even though it brought me joy,
I soon became the father of a bouncing baby boy.
I'm my own grandpa,
I'm my own grandpa
It sounds funny I know
But it really is so
I'm my own grandpa.
My little baby then became a brother-in-law to dad,
And so became my uncle though it made me very sad.
For, if he was my uncle, then that also made him brother
Of the wider's grown-up daughter who, of course, was my step-mother.
Lyrics:
My father's wife then had a son who kept them on the run,
And he became my grandchild for he was my daughter's son.
My wife is now my mother's mother and it makes me blue
Because, although she is my wife, she's my grandmother too.
I'm my own grandpa,
I'm my own grandpa
But it really is so
I'm my own grandpa.
Oh, if my wife is my grandmother, then I'm her grandchild.
And every time I think of it, it nearly drives me wild
For now I have become the strangest case you ever saw
As husband of my own grandmother, I'm my own grandpa.
I'm my own grandpa,
I'm my own grandpa
But it really is so
I'm my own grandpa.
I've Been Working on the Railroad
Intended for:
All Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
I've been working on the railroad
All the livelong day
I've been working on the railroad
Just to pass the time away
Can't you hear the whistle blowing
Rise up so early in the morn
Can't you hear the captain shouting
Dinah, blow your horn
Dinah, won't you blow
Dinah, won't you blow your horn
Dinah, won't you blow your horn
Lyrics:
Someone's in the kitchen with Dinah
Someone's in the kitchen I know
Someone's in the kitchen with Dinah
Strumming on the old banjo, and singing
Fie, fi, fiddly i o
Fie, fi, fiddly i o
Fie, fi, fiddly i o
Strumming on the old banjo
Miscellaneous Verses - send more if you know them
I've Been Picking Up the Litter
I ve been pickin up the litter,
All the live long day.
I ve been pickin up the litter,
Just to have a place to play.
Can t you see the litter basket,
Sitting on the sidewalk there?
Every little bit will help us,
If you just show you care.
Won t you pick it up?
Won t you pick it up?
Won t you pick it up today, today?
Help us clean it up,
Help us clean it up,
Help clean up the U S A.
Working on the Trash
We've been working on RECYCLING
All the trash we can,
We've been working on recycling,
It's a very simple plan,
Separate your glass and paper,
Separate your plastic and tin.
Take the trash that you ve recycled
To your recycling bin!
We've been working on REDUCING
All the trash we can.
We've been working on reducing
It's a very simple plan
Don't go wasting any products,
Use just exactly what you need.
Don't buy things in extra wrapping,
Reduce and you'll succeed!
We've been working on REUSING
All the trash we can.
We've been working on reusing,
It's a very simple plan.
If it's a paper bag you're using,
Don't use it once, use it twice!
Give old clothes and toys to someone,
To reuse them would be nice!
Working on Pollution
I've been workin' on pollution
All the livelong day.
Pickin' up the cans and bottles
That are always in the way.
Can't you see the chimney smokin'
Fillin' the sky with haze.
Do your part to stop pollution
You can help in many ways.
Pinewood Derby
I've been working on the Derby,
Planning my race car.
All the family has been helping,
My car should be the star!
Can't you hear the crowds a cheering,
As we win the prize?
Pinewood Derby time's exciting,
For all the Cub Scout guys.
If It's Raining
Intended for:
Notes:
Cub Scouts
If it s raining and you know it, clap your hands.
(Clap hands twice)
If it s raining and you know it clap your hands.
(Clap hands twice)
If it s raining and you know it then your clothes will surely show it.
If it s raining and you know it clap your hands.
(Clap hands twice)
Lyrics:
If the mud is only knee deep, stamp your feet.
If the mud is only knee deep, and you wish that it were hip deep,
If mosquitoes are attacking, scratch your head.
If mosquitoes are attacking, and you want to send them packing,
If the wind is really blowing, shake your head.
If the wind is really blowing, and your hairline starts a-showing,
If the temperature is falling, rub your hands.
If the temperature is falling, and your spirits are appalling,
It Ain't Gonna Rain No More
Intended for:
All Scouts
Chorus:
Oh, it ain't gonna rain no more, no more
It ain't gonna rain no more
How in the heck can I wash around my neck
if it ain't gonna rain no more
A bum sat by the sewer
And by the sewer he died
And at the coroners inquest
They called it 'sewer side'
- Chorus
Lyrics:
A peanut sat on the railroad track
It's heart was all a-flutter
Along came the 4:15
Toot toot, peanut butter
- Chorus
My father is a butcher
My mother is a cook
And I'm the little hot-dog
With the candy that I took
- Chorus
My father built a chimney
He built it up so high
He had to take it down each night
To let the moon go by.
- Chorus
My daddy is a doctor,
My mommy is a nurse,
And I'm the little needle
That gets you where it hurts.
- Chorus
Mary had a little lamb
She kept it in a closet
And every time she took it out
It left a small deposit
- Chorus
Mary had a little lamb,
Her father shot it dead
Oh, she still takes it off to school
But on a slice of bread.
- Chorus
Mary had a steamboat
The steamboat had a bell.
Mary went to heaven.
The steamboat went to TOOT-TOOT!
- Chorus
My uncle was a chemist.
A chemist he is no more.
For what he thought was H-2-O
Was H-2-S-O-4
- Chorus
Peter was a rabbit
A rabbit he is no more
For what he thought was a rabbit hole
Was a hole in the outhouse floor
- Chorus
It's a Lie
Intended for:
All Scouts
I was born a hundred thousand years ago. (YEARS AGO)
And there's nothing in this world I do not know. (DO NOT KNOW)
I saw Peter, Paul, and Moses playing ring-around the roses,
And I'll lick the guy who says it isn't so. (IT ISN'T SO)
Chorus:
It's a lie; It's a lie ; Ship ahoy, ship ahey, ship a hi-hi-hi!
Oh, I've sailed the seven seas and I've sniffed the salty breeze,
But I never, ever, ever saw a mermaid. (A MERMAID)
I was there when Satan looked the garden o'er. (GARDEN O'ER)
I saw Adam and Eve a'driven from the door. (FROM THE DOOR)
I was round the corner peekin' at the apple they was eatin'
I can prove I was the guy that ate the core. (ATE THE CORE)
- Chorus
Lyrics:
I was there when Ceasar crossed the Rubicon. (RUBICON)
I'm the guy who built the raft he crossed it on. (CROSSED IT ON)
I saw Nero burning Rome, and Hannibal at home.
I even saw the fall of Babylon. (BABBLE ON)
- Chorus
I saw Washington afloat a cake of ice. (CAKE OF ICE)
I saw Sherman, Lee, and Grant a shakin' dice. (SHAKIN' DICE)
I saw Roosevelt's great laugh that split his face in half,
While Pershing set a trap for German mice. (GERMAN MICE)
- Chorus
You may thing that all this bunk, it isn't true. (IT ISN'T TRUE)
But what difference does it really make to you? (MAKE TO YOU)
I've been feeding you this line just to pass away the time,
And now I'm going to quit because I'm through. (YOU'RE THROUGH)
- Chorus
Itsy Bitsy Spider Birthday
Intended for:
All Scouts
Notes:
Tune: Itsy Bitsy Spider Climbed Up the Waterspout
Lyrics:
The itsy bitsy spider climbed up the birthday cake.
Itsy bitsy quickly learned he'd made a big mistake.
He climbed up the candle before the cake was cut.
The itsy bitsy spider, he burned his little butt!
Jaws
Intended for:
Notes:
Lyrics:
Tune: Do Re Mi (wait thru a loooong intro until the pause)
JAWS - A mouth, a great big mouth
TEETH - The things that rip and crunch
BITE - The friendly sharks 'hello'
US - His favorite juicy lunch
BLOOD - That turns the ocean red
GULP - a single bite of flesh
CHOMP - That means the sharks been fed
That will bring us back to ...
[Repeat quietly, then loudly.]
John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt
Intended for:
Cub Scouts
John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt,
His name is my name too.
Lyrics:
Whenever we go out,
The people always shout,
There goes John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt.
Dah dah dah dah dah dah dah dah
Jon Johnson
Intended for:
All Scouts
Notes:
Use as thick a 'Norwegian Ole and Sven' type accent as you can.
Just keeping singing it as long as everyone can stand.
My name is Jon Johnson,
I come from Wisconsin.
I work in the lumberyard there.
Lyrics:
When I walk down the street,
All the people I meet
Say, "Hey, What's your name?"
And I tell 'em:
[Repeat]
Jumped From 20,000 Feet
Intended for:
Notes:
Boy Scouts
The Tune: (Battle Hymn of the Republic)
He jumped from 20,000 feet and didn't pull the cord.
And he ain't gonna jump no more.
Lyrics:
CHORUS:
Glory, glory, what a heck of a way to die.
And he aint gonna jump no more.
He was last to leave the cockpit and the first to hit the ground.
He landed on the runway like a lump of berry jam
They scraped him off the runway with a tiny silver spoon.
They sent him home to mother in a little wooden box.
She put on the mantle piece for everyone to see.
She put him on the table when the Preacher came to tea.
The Preacher spread him on some toast and said what lovely jam.
King's Knight Out
Intended for:
Notes:
Lyrics:
Cub Scouts
Tune:
King Arthur had a date
He stayed out very late
The Queen was mad.
The Queen, she paced the floor
The King came in at four
She met him at the door
God save the King.
He'd been out with the knights
They had been in a fight,
With enemies.
He fell into the moat
Pushed by a passing goat
He could just barely float
God save the King.
His friends would not come near
Loaded with battle gear
They could not swim.
Helmets and armor, new,
Cross-bows and arrows, too.
Even a metal shoe,
God save the King.
Just then a knight went by
His clothes were nice and dry
He jumped right in.
Swam to the sinking King
Pulled him out of the stream
You should have heard him scream,
God save the King!
Land of the Silver Birch
Intended for:
Boy Scouts
Notes:
Hear the Song
Lyrics:
My paddle's keen and bright
Flashing with silver
Follow the wild goose flight
Dip, dip and swing
Dip, dip and swing her back
Flashing with silver
Swift as the wild goose flies
Dip, dip and swing.
Land of the silver birch
Home of the beaver
Where still the mighty moose
Wanders at will
Blue lake and rocky shore
I will return once more
Boom-diddy-ah-da, Boom-diddy-ah-da, Boom-diddy-ah-da, bo-oo-oom
High on a rocky ledge
I¹ll build my wigwam
Close to the water¹s edge
Silent and still
My heart grows sick for thee
Here in the lowlands
I will return to thee hills of the north
Land of the silver birch
Home of the beaver
Where still the mighty moose
Wanders at will
Lily the Pink
Intended for:
Boy Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
Another Version
Here's a story, a little bit gory,
A little bit happy, a little bit sad
Of Lily the Pink and her medicinal compound
And how it drove her mad.
Chorus:
We'll drink a drink a drink
To Lily the pink a pink a pink
The saviour of the human race
For she invented medicinal compound
Most efficacious in every case
Mr. Frears had sticky out ears
And it made him awful shy
And so they give him medicinal compound
And now he's learning how to fly
Chorus
Lyrics:
Brother Tony was notably bony
He would never eat his meals
And so they give him medicinal compound
Now they move him round on wheels
Chorus
Well Ebeneezer thought he was Juilius Ceasar
And so they put him in a home
Where they gave him medicinal compound
And now he's Emperor of Rome
Chorus
Freddy Clinger, the opera singer
Would break a glass with his voice tis said,
Rubbed his tonsils with medicinal compound,
Now they break glasses over his head.
Chorus
Uncle Paul he was very small
He was the shortest man in town
So they gave him medicinal compound
Now he only weighs a half of a pound
Chorus
Johnny Hammer had a terrible stammer
He could hardly say a word
And so they gave him medicinal compound
And now he's seen and never heard
Chorus
Auntie Milly ran willy-nilly
When her legs they did recede
And so they hooked on medicinal compound
Now they call her Millipede
Chorus
Jennifer Eccles had terrible freckles
And the boys all called her names
But she changed with medicinal compound
And now 'he' joins in all their games
Chorus
Lily the pink she turned to drink
She filled up with paraffin inside
And despite her medicinal compound
Sadly Picca-Lily died
Chorus
Up to heaven her soul ascended
For the church bells they did ring
She took with her medicinal compound
Hark the herald angels sing
Chorus
Auntie Minnie was thin and skinny,
All flat and nowhere round
Then they gave her medicinal compound,
And now she weighs five hundred pounds
Chorus
Sylvester Stallone was skinny and boney,
And his muscles never grew
Then they gave him medicinal compound,
Now he's Rocky XXII
Chorus
Little Birdies
Way up in the sky (jump high)
The little birds fly (flap arms)
While down in the nest (form nest with arms)
The little birds rest (hands next to head like napping)
Shhh! They're sleeping. (stage whisper shh! say quietly they're sleeping)
With a wing on the left (fold left arm under)
And a wing on the right (fold right arm under)
The little birds sleep (hands next to head like napping)
All through the night.
Shhh! They're sleeping. (stage whisper shh! say quietly they're sleeping)
Lyrics:
The BRIGHT SUN COMES UP! (Yell it out and jump high with arms above
head)
The dew goes away (hands like banging on a keyboard)
Good morning, good morning, the little birds say (raise arms up and down)
Way up in the sky
The big birdies die
While down in the nest
So do the rest.
Shhh! THEY'RE DYING!
The bright sun comes up.
The blood dries away.
Good morning, good morning the happy hunters say.
Little Black Things
Intended for:
Notes:
Lyrics:
All Scouts
Tune: (Clementine)
Chorus:
Little black things,
Little black things,
Crawling up and down my arms,
If I wait till they have babies,
I can start a black things farm!
Haven't had a bath in two years,
And I never change my clothes,
But I've got these little black things,
Where they come from, Heaven knows!
- Chorus
Once a cu
cute girl, tried to kiss me,
But she screamed and gave a yell,
And she ran before I could ask her,
Was it the black things or the smell?
- Chorus
Little Green Frog
A Favorite Song
Intended for:
All Scouts
Eee Ah went the little green frog one day
Eee Ah went the little green frog.
Eee Ah went the little green frog one day
His eyes went Eee and Ah.
Lyrics:
Honk, Honk, went the big blue bus one day
Squish, Squash, went the little green frog.
His eyes don't go Eee Ah any more
'Cause he got eaten up by a dog. Woof! Woof!
Littlest Worm
A Favorite Song
Notes:
Like 'I Met a Bear'. Repeat short line after leader, then everyone sings verse
together.
The littlest worm
I ever saw,
Was stuck inside
My soda straw.
everyone: The littlest worm I ever saw, was stuck inside my soda straw.
He said to me,
don't take a sip.
For if you do,
I'll surely slip.
everyone: He said to me don't take a sip, for if you do I'll surely slip.
Lyrics:
I took a sip
and he went down
right through my pipes
he must of drowned.
everyone: I took a sip and he went down, right through my pipes he must of
drowned.
I coughed him up
and he was dead.
I buried him
in my counselor's bed.
He was my pal.
He was my friend.
But now he's gone
and thats the end.
MacTavish Brothers
Intended for:
Boy Scouts
Notes:
Tune: The Irish Washerwoman
Lyrics:
Oh, MacTavish is dead and his brother don't know it,
His brother is dead and MacTavish don't know it,
There're both of them dead in the very same bed...
And neither one knows that the other is dead.
Meadow Muffin Blues
Intended for:
All Scouts
Chorus:
I've got the meadow muffin blues,
On the bottom of my shoes.
Can't seem to shake it,
Got to take it home and scrape it.
I got the meadow muffin blues.
Lyrics:
While I was walkin' through a field one day,
Stopped to say good day
A cow dropped her dinner
And I'm standing iner
She quickly smiled and walked away.
Chorus
Now a cow's sense of humor is kind of bent
And the stuff is stickin' like cement.
It started raining and my legs are really straining
So I kicked off my shoes and away I went.
Chorus
You've heard of the dangers in the woods,
And in the city it's the druggies in the hoods.
When you're walking through a pasture
You better walk a little faster
Or your shoes are going to pick up all the goods.
Chorus
Milk
A Favorite Song
Intended for:
All Scouts
Lyrics:
Give me a long M
'Mmmm'
Give me a short M
'm'
Chorus:
Don't give me no pop, no pop
Don't give me no tea, no tea
Just give me that milk,
moo, moo, moo, moo
Wisconsin milk
moo, moo, moo, moo
Give me a long I
'Iiiii'
Give me a short I
'i'
Chorus
Give me a long L
'Lllll'
Give me a short L
'l'
Chorus
Give me a long K
'Kkkkk'
Give me a short K
'k'
Chorus
Give me a long milk
'Chocolate'
Give me a short milk
'skim'
Chorus
Give me a real milk
'Whole'
Give me a fake milk
'Soy'
Chorus
Mine Hand on Mineself
A Favorite Song
Notes:
Heavy German Accent
The Tune:
(point to top of head)
Mine hand on mineself,
Vas ist das here?
Das ist mine 'hat holder', my momma dear.
Hat holder, Hat holder, rinky
rinky-dinky-doo.
Dat's vhat ve learnt in der school, BOOM BOOM!
(point to forehead)
Vas ist das here?
Das ist mine 'sweat browser', my momma dear.
Sweat browser, hat holder, rinky
rinky-dinky-doo.
Lyrics:
(point to eye)
Mine hand on mi
mineself,
Vas ist das here?
Das ist mine 'eye blinker', my momma dear.
Eye blinker, sweat browser, hat holder, rinky
rinky-dinky-doo.
(point to nose)
Vas ist das here?
Das ist mine 'nose blowe
blower', my momma dear.
Nose blower, eye blinker, sweat browser, hat holder, rinky
rinky-dinky
dinky-do.
Repeat as you work your way down the body, adding to the list in the 5th line:
ear lober (ear)
cookie duster (mustache)
food grinder (mouth)
chin chopper (chin)
rubber necker (neck)
neck kinker (adam's apple)
chest thumper (heart)
don't knower (shoulders - shrug them)
arm bender (elbow)
bread basket (stomache)
best siden (turn around and point to rump)
kid bopper (hand)
knee bender (knee)
bug stomper (foot)
Miss Lucy
Intended for:
Webelos Scouts
Miss Lucy had a baby [C F C D C A C]
She named him Tiny Tim [C F C D Eflat E]
She put him in the bathtub [C E C D C A C]
To see if he could swim [C D C D E F]
He drank up all the water
He ate up all the soap
He tried to eat the bathtub
But it wouldn't go down his throat
Miss Lucy called the doctor
Miss Lucy called the nurse
Miss Lucy called the lady
with the alligator purse
Lyrics:
"Measles" said the doctor
"Tonsils" said the nurse
"Hungry" said the lady
with the alligator purse
Miss Lucy had a steamboat
The steamboat had a bell
The steamboat went to heaven
Miss Lucy went to ...
Hello operator
Please give me Number 9
And if you disconnect me
I'll kick you from ...
Behind the fridgerator
There was a piece of glass
Miss Lucy fell upon it
And broke her little ...
Ask me no more questions
I'll tell you no more lies
The boys are in the bathroom
Zipping up their ...
Flies are in the city
A city's like a park
Miss Lucy and her boyfriend
Are kissing in the ...
Dark is like a movie
A movie's like a show
A show is like a TV
And that is all ...
I know, I know my ma
I know, I know my pa
I know, I know my girlfriend
when she does the cha-cha-cha
[ wiggle hips like a dancing girl on 'cha-cha-cha']
Mother Goony Bird
Notes:
Tune: Father Abraham
Lyrics:
Mother Goony Bird had seven chicks.
Seven chicks had Mother Goony Bird.
And they couldn't fly, and they couldn't swim,
They could only go like this:
Right wing (right arm bent in "wing" position, flaps up and down)
Repeat, this time add:
Left wing (left arm goes along with right wing)
Keep repeating add one each time:
Right foot
Left foot
Head up and down
Chin up
Tail Out
Turn Around
On the last one, wait until they all turn around about once and then add, Sit
DOWN!
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Mountain Dew
A Favorite Song
Intended for:
Boy Scouts
My brother Bill runs a still on the hill
Where he turns out a gallon or two (or three)
And the buzzards in the sky get so drunk they can not fly
Just from sniffing that good ol' mountain dew.
Chorus:
They call it that good ol' mountan dew,
And them that refuse it are few.
I'll hush up my mug if you'll fill up my jug
With that good ol' mountain dew.
Lyrics:
My aunt Lucille had an automobile,
It ran on a gallon or two (or three)
It didn't need no gas and it went awful fast
Running on that good ol' mountain dew.
- Chorus
My uncle Mort, he is sawed off and shor
short,
He measures 'bout four foot two (or three)
But he thinks he's a giant when you give him a pint
Of that good ol' mountain dew.
- Chorus
Old Auntie June had a brand new perfume,
It had such a wonderful 'pew' (pee
(pee-ew)
But to her surprise, when she had it analyzed,
It was nothing but that good ol' mountain dew
- Chorus
My Uncle Art, he ain t very smart
His IQ is just twenty two (or three)
But he thinks he s a wizard, when he fills up his
gizzard
With that good ol' mountain dew
- Chorus
My Uncle Hank bought an old army tank
Way back in forty two (or three).
It wouldn't budge, till he gave it a gludge
Of that good ol' mountain dew
- Chorus
I know a guy named Pete, his hair ain't so neat,
Though he fixes it with syrup and blue (what's blue?)
But it stays right in place when he uses just a trace
- Chorus
The preacher-he walked by, with a big tear in his eye
Said that his wife had the flu (boo hoo)
And hadn't I ought just to give him a quart
- Chorus
My uncle Klaus had a real mean old mouse
It'd beat up a cat or two ( or three)
When they asked how it happened,
He said it was a lappin'
That good ol' mountain dew
- Chorus
There's an old hollow tree, just a little way from me
Where you lay down a dollar or two
If you hush up your mug, then they'll give you a jug
- Chorus
You take a little trash and you mix it up with ash,
And you throw in the soul of a shoe.
Then you stir it awhile with an old rusty file,
And they call it that good ol' mountain dew.
- Chorus
During the last war, we couldn't get no more,
We didn't have no sugar for the dew
With a few old potaters and a few ripe tomaters,
We turned out some stuff, I'm tellin' you.
- Chorus
Old Deacon Crane took a trip in the rain,
Said his wife had come down with the flu,
But she'll be all right if you give her a pint
- Chorus
Mr. Franklin Roosevelt, he told me how he felt
The day the old dry law went through:
If your likker's too red, it will swell up your head
Better stick to that good ol' mountain dew.
- Chorus
More verses ...
The scouts yell all day and they like to play
Maybe sing a song or two (or three)
The key may be wrong but they'll sing out strong
For that good ol' Mountain Dew
- Chorus
The summer camp staff could sure use a bath
Maybe one or two (or three)
They surely will laugh if you give 'em a bath
In that good ol' Mountain Dew
- Chorus
The racoons at night sure give us a fright
They come in by ones or twos (or threes)
But we chase them off fast when they come for our glass
Of that good ol' Mountain Dew
- Chorus
The beachfront is great and we hardly can wait
To swim for an hour or two (or three)
The water will fizz when we take a whiz
After drinking that Mountain Dew
- Chorus
Now that we're home we still like the foam
When we drink a can or two (or three)
We'll be back next year and then we'll cheer
For our good ol' Mountain Dew
- Chorus
Our old buddy Paul really is tall
He stands about six foot two (or three)
He got that way from drinking each day
A six-pack of Mountain Dew
- Chorus
My uncle Crocker, he was a boxer
He'd give 'em the old one two (or three)
He wouldn't fight, it just wouldn't be right
Unless it was for his Mountain Dew
- Chorus
We went up the Brule, right before school
To kayak a mile or two (or three)
We sure did row once we had a go
At that good ol' Mountain Dew
- Chorus
That darn IRS wants my money, God Bless!
I'd like to keep a dollar or two (or three)
They'll settle for less, if I fill up their glass
With that good old Mountain Dew
-Chorus
Mr. Columbus, Turn the Ship Around
Intended for:
Boy Scouts
Lyrics:
In fourteen hundred ninety two,
three ships set out to sea:
the Nina and the Pinta and the
SANTA MARIE!
And as they sailed the stormy seas
On that historic day
From way up in the crow's nest,
You could hear Luigi say ...
Chorus: (strong italian accent)
PUH-leeeZUH Meester Columbus,
Turnah da SHEEP around!
Take-UH me back, I WANNA see
my two feet on the GROUND!
Why-yuh tell-uh Eeezabella
Thatta the world is round?
PULEEEZUH Meester Columbus
Turn-uh da SHEEP around!
Then Chris took out his mandolin
and he began to play.
They sang and danced the Tarantell
until the break of day.
They ate up all the provolone
- that's Italian cheese.
But still up in the crow's nest you could hear
Luigi's pleas ... (Chorus)
And then one day they sighted land
just off the starboard bow.
Columbus said "I told ya so.
The journey's over now."
An Indian girl upon the shore
yelled "I see you up there, man!"
Luigi shouted back, "Ahoy"
and started on a plan.
(Repeat Chorus)
Oh please Mr. Columbus
don't take me back no more.
I wanna stay right here and make
the chief my father-in-law.
I'm glad you told Isabella
that the world was round.
I don't know where we are
but there's pisanos all around.
Muff, the Tragic Wagon
Intended for:
Notes:
Cub Scouts
The Tune: (Puff, the Magic Dragon)
Muff the Tragic Wagon lived by the street
And rolled along the boulevard,
through rain and snow and sleet.
Little Tommy Pumpkin loved that wagon, Muff,
And rolled him home and filled him up
With toys and other stuff.
Lyrics:
Together they would travel along the avenue
Tommy hanging out his leg would scuff his Sunday shoe.
Taxi cabs and buses would honk as they went past,
Tragic wagons never seem to need to stop for gas.
Chorus
Children live forever, but not so children's toys,
Wagons can't forever be a friend to little boys.
And one gray day it happened while Tommy took his nap,
A garbage truck ran over Muff and turned him into scrap.
Chorus
Little Tommy Pumpkin said just off the cuff,
There will never be another tragic wagon, Muff.
Mules
Intended for:
All Scouts
Notes:
More of a poem that's fun for scouts to figure out what is being said.
Lyrics:
On Mules We Find Two Legs Behind
and Two We Find Before;
We Stand Behind Before We Find
What the Two Behind Be For.
When We're Behind the Two Behind
We Find What These Be For;
So Stand Before the Two Behind
and Behind the Two Before.
My Bonnie
Intended for:
Notes:
All Scouts
Tune:
My Bonnie lies over the ocean
My Bonnie lies over the sea
My Bonnie lies over the ocean
Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me.
Chorus:
Bring back, bring back,
Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me, to me.
Lyrics:
Other Bonnie verses:
My Bonnie has tuberculosis.
My Bonnie has only one lung.
My Bonnie can cough up raw oysters,
and roll them around on her tongue.
My Bonnie has tuberculosis.
My Bonnie has only one lung.
My Bonnie spits blood in her pocket
And dries it and chews it for gum.
My Bonnie leaned over the gas tank,
The height of its contents to see;
I lighted a match to assist her,
Last night as I lay on my pillow,
Last night as I lay on my bed,
I stuck my feet out of the window,
This morning my neighbors were dead.
Oh bring back my neighbors to me, to me.
Oh bring back my neighbors to me.
My mother s an apple pie maker.
My father he fiddles for tin.
My sister scrubs floors for a living.
Oh boy, how the money rolls in.
Rolls in, rolls in,
Oh boy, how the money rolls in, rolls in.
Rolls in, rolls in,
Oh boy, how the money rolls in.
My breakfast lies over the ocean.
My dinner lies over the sea.
My stomach is in a commotion,
Don't mention my supper to me.
Chorus
Oh bring back my bucket to me, to me.
Oh bring back my bucket to me.
I really felt rotten this morning,
They tell me I really looked pale,
My stomach gave adequate warning,
To lean far out over the rail.
Chorus
The sound of a stomach in motion,
A murmuring noise inside me,
I looked down and there on the water,
Was breakfast and dinner and tea.
Chorus
Breakfast Song
Your breakfast is calling this morning,
Your bacon is crisp in the pan,
Your pancakes are doing a flip, flop,
I m cooking as fast as I can.
Get up! Get up!
Oh, roll yourself out of the bed, the bed.
Get up! Get up!
Oh, don t be an old sleepy head.
My Turkey
My turkey went walking one morning
The November weather to see.
A man with a hatchet approached her
Oh, bring back my turkey to me.
Chorus
Gobble, Gobble,
Oh bring back my turkey to me, to me.
Gobble, Gobble,
Oh bring back my turkey to me!
I went down the sidewalk a shoppin
The sights in show windows to see.
And everywhere hung great fat gobblers.
Oh, bring back my turkey to me.
Chorus
I went out to dinner and ordered
The best things they had I could see.
They brought it all roasted and sizzling;
They brought back my turkey to me.
Chorus
My turkey has two juicy drumsticks
My turkey has two crispy wings
My turkey has ten pounds of stuffing
But only one wishbone, poor thing!
Chorus
My turkey looked great on the platter
My turkey looked great on my dish
But after that last turkey sandwich
Hold onto that wishbone and wish!
Chorus
My Country Tis of Thee
Intended for:
Notes:
All Scouts
Tune:
My country,' tis of thee,
sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing;
land where my fathers died,
land of the pilgrims' pride,
from every mountainside let freedom ring!
My native country, thee,
land of the noble free, thy name I love;
I love thy rocks and rills,
thy woods and templed hills;
my heart with rapture thrills, like that above.
Lyrics:
Let music swell the breeze,
and ring from all the trees sweet freedom's song;
let mortal tongues awake;
let all that breathe partake;
let rocks their silence break, the sound prolong.
Our fathers' God, to thee,
author of liberty, to thee we sing;
long may our land be bright
with freedom's holy light;
protect us by thy might, great God, our King.
My Country's Tired of Me
Intended for:
Notes:
Wolf Scouts, Bear Scouts, Webelos Scouts
Tune:
My country's tired of me
I'm goin' to Germany
To see the King.
Lyrics:
His name is Donald Duck
He drives a garbage truck
From every mountainside
Let garbage fling.
My Dead Dog Rover
Intended for:
Notes:
Lyrics:
All Scouts
The Tune: (Four Leaf Clover)
I'm looking over my dead dog Rover,
That I over-ran with the mower.
One leg is missing the other is gone.
The third one is scattered all over the lawn.
No need explaining the one remaining
It's splattered on the kitchen door.
I'm looking over my dead dog Rover,
that I over-ran with the mower.
I m looking over my dead dog Rover
Who died on the kitchen floor.
One leg is broken, the other is lame,
The third leg is missing, the fourth needs a cane.
No need explaining, the tail remaining
Was caught in the oven door.
I m looking over my dead dog Rover
Who died on the kitchen floor.
My Leader
Intended for:
Notes:
Cub Scouts
Tune: My Bonnie Lies Over the Ocean
My leader fell into a pothole
In a glacier while climbing an Alp.
He's still there after 50 long winters,
And all you can see is his scalp.
Chorus:
Oh bring back my leader to me, to me.
Oh bring back my leader to me!
Lyrics:
My leader was proud of his whiskers,
To shave them would give him the blues.
They hung all the way to his ankles,
And he used them for shining his shoes.
(Chorus)
My leader had faith in a sailboat
He'd built from an old hollow tree.
My leader set sail for Australia,
Now my leader lies under the sea.
(Chorus)
My leader made friends with hyenas,
He gave them a ride on his raft.
When a crocodile reached up and grabbed him,
The hyenas just sat there and laughed.
(Chorus)
My leader annoyed his dear parents
They tossed him right out of the bus.
And if we don't mend our behavior,
Why that's what will happen to us.
(Chorus)
My brother has just joined the Boy Scouts
He welcomed the challenge with glee.
But he's awful hard work for his leader
And his leader just happens to be me.
(Chorus)
I've told him the Law and the Promise
I've shown him the handshake and sign
I've told him we try to get badges
But I didn't mean he should take mine!
(Chorus)
Raingutter Regatta
We're having a Cub Scout regatta.
We've sanded and painted our boats.
I put on so much decoration,
I sure hope my little boat floats.
Chorus:
Sail on, sail on,
Sail on little sailboat, sail on, sail on.
Sail on, sail on,
Sail on little boat 'til you've won.
My boat sails along the raingutter.
I blow it with all of my might.
But I can't steer the sail for the rudder,
So it bounces first left and then right.
Chorus
It got to the end of the gutter,
But somebody pulled out the plug.
The water is rapidly draining.
My little boat goes down - glug, glug!
Off We Go Into The Wild Blue Yonder
Intended for:
Notes:
Boy Scouts
The Tune:
Off we go into the wild blue yonder,
Climbing high into the sun;
Here they come zooming to meet our thunder,
At 'em boys, Give 'er the gun! (Give 'er the gun now!)
Down we dive, spouting our flame from under,
Off with one heckuva roar!
We live in fame or go down in flame. Hey!
Nothing'll stop the U.S. Air Force!
Minds of men fashioned a crate of thunder
Sent it high into the blue.
Hands of men blasted the world asunder,
How they lived God only knew!
Souls of men dreaming of skies to conquer
Gave us wings ever to soar.
With scouts before and bombers galore, Hey!
Nothing'll stop the US Air Force!
Lyrics:
Here's a toast to the host of those
Who love the vastness of the sky,
To a friend we send a message
Of his brother men who fly.
We drink to those who gave their all of old,
Then down we roar
to score the rainbow's pot of gold.
A toast to the host of men we boast, the US Air Force.
Zoom!
Off we go into the wild sky yonder,
Keep the wings level and true!
If you'd live to be a grey-haired wonder,
Keep your nose out of the blue! (Out of the blue, boy!)
Flying men guarding the nation's border,
We'll be there, followed by more,
In echelon we carry on! Hey!
Nothing'll stop the US Air Force!
Oh, Susanna
Intended for:
All Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee.
I'm goin' to Lousiana, my true love for to see.
It rained all night the day I left, the weather it was dry
The sun so hot I froze to death, Susanna don't you cry.
Chorus:
Oh! Susanna, oh don't you cry for me.
I'm goin' to Lousiana, my true love for to see.
Lyrics:
I had a dream the other night, when everything was still.
I thought I saw Susanna a-comin' down the hill.
The buckwheat cake was in her mouth, the tear was in her eye.
Says I, I'm comin' from the South, Susanna don't you cry.
Chorus
I soon will be in New Orleans, and then I'll look all 'round.
And when I find Susanna, I'll fall upon the ground.
But if I do not find her, this darkie'll surely die
And when I'm dead and buried, Susanna don't your cry.
Chorus
Old Chisholm Trail
Intended for:
All Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
Come along boys and listen to my tale;
I'll tell you of my troubles on the old Chisholm trail.
Lyrics:
Chorus:
Come-a ti yi yippy, yippy, yay, yippy yay!
Come-a ti yi yippy, yippy, yay!
On a ten dollar horse and a forty dollar saddle;
Ridin' and a punchin' them Texas cattle
Chorus
We left old Texas October twenty-third
Drivin' up the trail with a U-2 herd
Chorus
I jumped in the saddle an' I grabbed a-hold the horn,
The best darned cowpuncher ever was born.
Chorus
I was on my best horse, and a going on the run,
The quickest shootin' cowboy that ever pulled a gun.
I'm up in the morning before daylight;
Before I get to sleep the moon's shining bright.
It's bacon and beans most every day,
I'd sooner be a-eatin' the prairie hay.
Feet in the stirrups and seat in the saddle,
I hung and rattled with them long-horn cattle.
Well the days are hot and the nights are cold
This cowboy life is gettin' mighty old
There's mud in the gully and dust in the draw
The bossman's meaner than my mother-in-law
Spent two days lookin' for muley-headed calf
Ain't been to sleep in a week and a half
Well the water's gettin' scarce and we're runnin' out of light
Looks like we're gonna have to drive 'em all night
It's cloudy in the west, a-lookin' like rain,
And my durned old slicker's in the wagon again.
The wind commenced to blow, and the rain began to fall,
And it looked, by grab, like we was goin' to lose 'em all.
No chaps, no slicker, and it's pourin' down rain,
And I swear, by gosh, I'll never night-herd again.
Got a hole in my hat where the rain runs in
Got a hole in my boot where it runs out again
We rounded 'em up and put 'em on the cars,
And that was the last of the old Two Bars.
I'm going to the ranch to draw my money,
Goin' into town to see my honey.
I went to the boss to draw my roll,
He figured me out nine ddollars in the hole.
I'll sell my outfit as soon as I can,
'Cause I ain't punchin' cattle for no mean boss man.
So I sold old baldy and I hung up my saddle,
And I bid farewell to the longhorn cattle.
Old Mother Leary
A Favorite Song
Intended for:
All Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
Late one night
When we were all in bed
Old mother Leary left a lantern in the shed
And when the cow kicked it over
She winked her eye and said,
There'll be a HOT time on the old town tonight.
FIRE, FIRE, FIRE!
Lyrics:
Backwards Version
Night one late
When bed in all were we
Old Leary mother left a shed the lantern in.
And when the kick cowed it over
She eyed her wink and said,
There'll be an old time on the hot town tonight.
ERIF, ERIF, ERIF!
On a Day Like This
On a day like this (clap, clap)
On a day like this (clap, clap)
On a day like this (clap)
I need my friends to help me. (clap, clap)
Lyrics:
[Repeat, each time adding another motion and sound to what is being done.]
[honk, honk; boola, boola; finger snaps, stamp feet, ...]
The third line only has ONE of each action.
On the Loose
Intended for:
Boy Scouts
Chorus:
On the loose to climb a mountain, On the loose where I am free,
On the loose to live my life the way I think my life should be.
For I only have a moment, and a whole world yet to see.
I'll be looking for tomorrow on the loose.
Lyrics:
Have you ever seen the sunrise turn the sky completely red?
Have you slept beneath the moon and stars, a pine bough for your bed?
Have you sat and talked with friends, though a word was never said?
Then you're just like me and you've been on the loose.
- Chorus
There's a trail that I'll be hiking just to see where it might go,
Many places yet to visit, many people yet to know.
But in following my dreams, I will live and I will grow,
In a world that's waiting out there on the loose.
- Chorus
So in search of love and laughter, I am traveling across this land.
Never sure of where I'm going, for I haven't any plans.
Anytime when you are ready, come and join me take my ha
nd. And together we'll share life out on the loose.
- Chorus
As I sit and watch the sunset and the daylight slowly fades,
I am thinking of tomorrow, and the friendships I have made.
I will treasure them for always, and I hope that you will too.
And forever we'll share life out on the loose.
- Chorus
On Top of Old Smokey
Intended for:
Notes:
The Tune:
On top of Old Smokey
All covered with snow,
I lost my true lover
For courting too slow.
Now, courting is a pleasure
And parting is grief,
And a false-hearted lover
Is worse than a thief.
Lyrics:
A thief will just rob you
And take what you have,
But a false-hearted lover
Will lead you to the grave.
And the grave will decay you
And turn you to dust;
Not one girl in a hundred
A poor boy can trust.
They'll hug you and kiss you
And tell you more lies
Than the crossties on the railroad
Or stars in the sky.
So, caome all you young maidens
And listen to me,
Never place your affection
On a green willow tree.
For the leaves they will wither,
And the roots they will die,
You'll all be forsaken
And never know why.
All covered with snow,
I lost my true lover
For courting too slow.
On top of Old Smokey,
All covered with sand,
I shot my school teacher,
With an old rubber band.
I shot her with pleasure,
I shot her with pride,
For I couldn't miss her,
She was forty feet wide.
She run out and catched me,
Throwed me 'cross her knee,
But in the seat of my britches,
I had my old Geography.
She reached for her ruler,
And took a swipe at me,
She missed old Kentucky,
But she hit Tennessee.
All covered with dirt,
I lost my suspenders
My socks and my shirt.
I lost my umbrella.
I lost my pet frog.
My food in my lunch box,
Got ate by a dog.
I lost my left sneaker,
My hat and my comb.
I lost my new toothbrush.
I lost my way home.
I found my way home, then
I did sure enough.
And I found my mommy
With all of my stuff
Yes I did (with all of my stuff!)
On top of my pizza
All covered with sauce
Could not find the mushrooms
I think they got lost.
I looked in the closet
I looked in the sink
I looked in the cup that
Held my cola drink.
I looked in the saucepan
Right under the lid
No matter where I looked
Those mushrooms stayed hid.
Next time you make pizza
I'm begging you, please
Do not give me mushrooms
But just plain old cheese.
On top of spaghetti,
All covered with cheese,
I lost my poor meatball,
When somebody sneezed.
It rolled off the table,
And on to the floor,
And then my poor meatball,
Rolled out of the door.
It rolled in the garden,
And under a bush,
And then my poor meatball,
Was nothing but mush.
The mush was as tasty
As tasty could be,
And then the next summer,
It grew into a tree.
The tree was all covered,
All covered with moss,
And on it grew meatballs,
And tomato sauce.
So if you eat spaghetti,
All covered with cheese,
Hold on to your meatball,
Whenever you sneeze.
Onni Wonni Wakki
Intended for:
All Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
Lyrics:
Onni wonni wakki Wah wah,
Onni wonni wakki Wah wah,
Aye yi yi yippi yi yi yi.
Aye yi, aye yi, aye yi, aye yi
Repeat the song three times, doing the actions in rhythm with the music.
During the first verse, put both hands on your knees.
Then move them to the knees of the person to your right.
Then on your own knees.
Then on the knees of the person to your left.
Then back on your own knees.
Go back and forth in rhythm.
During second verse, start with arms folded (not tucked in) in front of
your chest.
Put right hand out.
Put left hand on top of it.
Put left hand back in folded position.
Put right hand in folded position.
Repeat by putting left hand out first.
During last verse, put both hands on your knees.
Then put left hand on nose while crossing right arm over to touch left ear.
Then put hands on knees.
Then touch nose with right hand while touching right ear with left hand.
Patsy Atsy Ori Aye
Intended for:
All Scouts
In 18 hundred and 41, work on the railroad had just begun.
Work on the railroad had just begun.
Working on the railroad.
Lyrics:
Chorus:
Patsy-atsy-orri-ay
Patsy-atsy-orri-ay
Patsy-atsy-orri-ay
Working on the railroad.
In 18 hundred and 42 I found myself with nothing to do
I found myself with nothing to do
So I worked on the railroad.
In 1843 the railroad company hired me
The railroad company hired me
To work upon the railroad.
In 1844 found my back was mighty sore
Found my back was mighty sore
From working on the railroad.
In 1845 thought myself more dead than alive
Thought myself more dead than alive
From working on the railroad.
In 1846 I dropped four dynamite sticks
I dropped four dynamite sticks
While working on the railroad.
In 1847 found myself at the gates of heaven
Found myself at the gates of heaven
After working on the railroad.
In 1848 walked right through the pearly gate
Walked right through the pearly gate
After working on the railroad.
In 1849 floated around on cloud nine.
Floated around on cloud nine.
No more working on the railroad.
In 18 hundred and forty-ten, if you want to listen I'll sing it again.
Paw Paw Patch
Intended for:
Cub Scouts
Where, oh where, oh where is Susie?
Where, oh where, oh where is Susie?
Where, oh where, of where is Susie?
Way down yonder in the paw-paw patch.
Lyrics:
Chorus:
Pickin' up paw-paws; put 'em in a basket.
Come along, boys, and let's go find her.
- Chorus
She's a queen of old Hawaii.
- Chorus
She can teach you how to hula.
- Chorus
Peanut Butter
Notes:
Lyrics:
The Tune:
Well, there's a food going 'round and it's a sticky, sticky goo
- Peanut, peanut butter
It tastes to good, but it's so hard to chew
People everywhere, they think it's the most
Early in the morning they put it on their toast
Chorus: I like peanut butter, creamy peanut butter, chunky peanut butter, too!
My old dog started barking in the middle of the night
He woke up all my neighbors, I almost got in a fight
So I gave him peanut butter just to quiet him down
He chewed himself to sleep and he never made a sound
Chorus
I went to a dinner party and what did they eat?
I took a big bite and it stuck to my teeth
People going 'round look like they got the mumps
They were eating peanut butter in great, big hunks
Chorus
Peanut Butter and Jelly
Notes:
There's no recorded tune I know of - you just need to hear it done and remember.
First ya find the peanuts and ya dig 'em,
ya dig 'em, ya dig 'em, dig 'em, dig 'em.
Chorus: Making peanut, peanut butter, jelly.
Peanut, peanut butter, jelly.
Then ya take the peanuts and ya smash 'em,
ya smash 'em, ya smash 'em, smash 'em, smash 'em.
Chorus
Lyrics:
Then ya take the butter and ya spread it,
ya spread it, ya spread it, spread it, spread it.
Chorus
Then ya find the grapes and ya pick 'em,
ya pick 'em, ya pick 'em, pick 'em, pick 'em.
Chorus
Then ya take the grapes and ya squish 'em,
ya squish 'em, ya squish 'em, squish 'em, squish 'em.
Chorus
Then ya take the jelly and ya spread it,
ya spread it, ya spread it, spread it, spread it.
Chorus
Then ya take the bread and ya fold it,
ya fold it, ya fold it, fold it, fold it.
Chorus
Then ya take the sandwich and ya eat it,
ya eat it, ya eat it, eat it, eat it.
Chorus
Philmont Hymn
Intended for:
Notes:
Boy Scouts
The Tune:
Silver on the sage,
Starlit skies above,
Aspen covered hills,
Country that I love.
Philmont, here's to thee,
Scouting Paradise,
Out in God's country, tonight
Lyrics:
Wind in whispering pines,
Eagles soaring high,
Purple mountains rise,
Against an azure sky.
Philmont, here's to thee,
Scouting Paradise,
Out in God's country, tonight.
Pinewood Derby
Notes:
Tune: Take Me Out to the Ballgame
Take me out to the pinewood, take me out to the crowd.
Buy me some graphite and a sanding block, I don't care if I ever get back.
We will root root root for my racer,
If I don't win you can say
That I cut, sanded and designed it myself
In the Cub Scout Way!
B'gosh their starting the race now, I see my friend's in the heat.
He's standing there biting his fingernails, but I am sure that he'll never be beat!
Lyrics:
For, we'll root root root for my den-mate,
If he doesn't win we can say
That he cut, sanded, and designed it himself
The Scouts have declared a winner,
And I am proud to say,
My racer, it got to the end of the track,
And my den leader let me bring it back
For a second heat in consolation,
Was my decision today.
But I cut, sanded, and designed it myself
Pink Pajamas
Intended for:
Notes:
Lyrics:
All Scouts
Tune: Battle Hymn of the Republic
I wear my pink pajamas, in the summer when it's hot.
I wear my flannel nighties in the winter when it's not.
And sometimes in the springtime and sometimes in the fall,
I jump right in between the sheets with nothing on at all.
Chorus:
Glory, glory, Hallelujah;
Glory, glory, What's it to ya?
Balmy breezes blowing through ya,
With nothing on at all.
I wake up in the morning with the sheet around my head,
And my little footsie-wootsies are a stickin' out of bed,
And then I even notice that I'm lying on the floor,
I swear I won't be drinking Coca-Cola any more.
Chorsu
Polly Wolly Doodle
Notes:
The Tune:
Oh, I went down south for to see my Sal
Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day
Oh, my Sal she is a spunky girl
Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day.
Chorus:
Fare thee well, fare thee well
Fare thee well my fairy fay.
For I'm goin' to Louisiana for to see my Susy-anna
Lyrics:
Oh, my Sal she is a maiden fair
With curly eyes and laughing hair
I came to a river and couldn't get across
I jumped on a gator and thought he was a hoss
A grasshopper sitting on a railroad track
A picking his teeth with a carpet tack
Popeye the Sailor Man
Intended for:
Boy Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
I'm Popeye the sailor man
I'm strong to the fin-ich
Cause I eats me spin-ach
I'm Popeye the sailor man.
I'm one tough Gazookus
Which hates all Palookas
What ain't on the up and square.
I biffs 'em and buffs 'em
And always out roughs 'em
But none of 'em gets nowhere.
Lyrics:
If anyone dares to risk my Fisk,
It's Boff and it's Wham, understand?
So keep Good Be-hav-or
That's your one life saver
With Popeye the Sailor Man.
I'm strong to the fin-ich
Cause I eats me spin-ach
I live in a garbage can.
I eats all the worms
And spits out the germs
I live in a frying pan
I turn up the heat
And burn up my feet
I've never stepped foot on the land
I like to go swimmin'
With them mermaid women
And float on my back to get tan.
Princess Pat
This song is comprised of obfuscated verses from the Princess Patricia's
Canadian Light Infantry regiment. See their regimental website. The verses here
are a sample of one of the many different ways the song is now sung. See
original verses at the end of this page for historical reference.
Lyrics:
The Princess Pat (Egyptian hand movement & hips) Lived in a tree (Arms up over heads, making a tree bow)
She sailed across (wave hands over water)
The seven seas (Seven fingers, wave hands over water) She sailed across (Repeat hand wave over water) the Channel too (thumb and finger channel, two fingers)
and she took with her (sling bag over shoulder) a rickabamboo (hands wave down move hips)
CHORUS
A rickabamboo (hands wave down) Now what is that?
Its a something made (move fists one on top of the other)
By the Princess Pat (repeat Egyptian move)
Its a red and gold (hand on right hip) and a purple too (hand on left hip) That's why its called
a rickabamboo (repeat motion)
Now Captain Jack (stand at Alert) Had a mighty fine crew (salute) They sailed across the channel too (as above)
but their ship sank (hold noses and move body down
) and your's will too (point out and finger two)
if you don't take (sling bag over shoulder)
a rickabamboo (hands wave down)
(CHORUS)
The Princess Pat, saw Captain Jack.
She reeled him in, and brought him back.
She saved his life, and his crew's too,
And do y know how?- with the rickabamboo!
(CHORUS)
The Princess Pat's Battalion
They sailed across the Herring Pond,
They sailed across the Channel too,
And landed there with the Ric-A-Dam-Doo
Dam-Doo, Dam-Doo.
The Princess Pat's Battalion Scouts
They never knew their whereabouts.
If there's a pub within a mile or two,
You'll find them there with the Ric-A-Dam-Doo,
Dam-Doo, Dam-Doo.
The Lewis Guns are always true
To every call of the Ric-A-Dam-Doo.
They're always there with a burst or two
Whenever they see the Ric-A-Dam-Doo,
Dam-Doo, Dam-Doo.
The Bombers of the Princess Pat's
Are scared of naught, excepting rats,
They're full of pep and dynamite too,
They'd never lose the Ric-A-Dam-Doo,
Dam-Doo, Dam-Doo.
The Transport of the Princess Pat's
Are all dressed up in Stetson hats.
They shine their brass and limbers too
I believe they'd shine the Ric-A-Dam-Doo,
Dam-Doo, Dam-Doo.
Old Number Three, our company
We must fall in ten times a day.
If we fell out 'twould never do
For then we d lose the Ric-A-Dam-Doo,
Dam-Doo, Dam-Doo.
Old Charlie S., our Major dear,
Who always buys us rum and beer,
If there's a trench in a mile or two
You'll find him there with the Ric-A-Dam-Doo,
Dam-Doo, Dam-Doo.
Old Ackity-Ack, our Colonel grand,
The leader of this noble band,
He'd go to Hell and charge right through
Before he'd lose the Ric-A-Dam-Doo,
Dam-Doo, Dam-Doo.
Old Hammy Gault, our first PP,
He led this band across the sea,
He'd lose an arm, or leg or two
Before he'd lose the Ric-A-Dam-Doo,
Dam-Doo, Dam-Doo.
And then we came to Sicily.
We leapt ashore with vim and glee.
The Colonel said the Wops are through
Let's chase the Hun with the Ric-A-Dam-Doo,
Dam-Doo, Dam-Doo.
The Ric-A-Dam-Doo, pray what is that?
'Twas made at home by Princess Pat,
It's Red and Gold and Royal Blue,
That's what we call the Ric-A-Dam-Doo,
Dam-Doo, Dam-Doo.
Quartermaster
Intended for:
Boy Scouts
Notes:
Tune: Nobody Knows the Troubles I've Seen
Nobody knows the grub that I've seen,
Nobody knows the mixture.
Nobody knows the way it's prepared,
They're better off that way.
The Scouts were ravished beyond compare,
They gathered and washed their hands.
They came to the table and said their prayers
But only I know why!
Cause, nobody knows the grub that I've seen,
Nobody knows the mixture.
Oh, nobody asks for my recipes,
Lyrics:
Sometimes there is a food fight,
The hardtack's mighty fine.
For propelling from a napkin,
The recipe is mine.
Sometimes the beans are thick,
and sometimes they are not,
Can you think of my ingredient, . . .
I'd tell but I'd rather not.
Cause, Nobody knows the grub that I've seen,
Oh, nobody knows the mixture,
Nobody knows the way it's prepared,
Quartermaster's Store
Intended for:
Boy Scouts
There are rats, rats, as big as alley cats,
At the store, at the store.
There are rats, rats, as big as alley cats,
At the Quartermaster's store.
Chorus:
My eyes are dim, I can not see.
I have not brought my specks with me. [Repeat]
Lyrics:
Mice . . . running through the rice.
Snakes . . . as big as garden rakes.
Beans . . . as big as submarines.
Gravy . . . enough to float the navy.
Cakes . . . that give us tummy aches.
Eggs . . . with scaly chicken legs.
Butter . . . running in the gutter.
Lard . . . they sell it by the yard.
Bread . . . with great big lumps like lead.
Cheese . . . that makes you want to sneeze.
Soot . . . they grow it by the foot.
Goats . . . eating all the oats
Bees . . . with little knobby knees.
Apes . . . eating all the grapes.
Turtles . . . wearing rubber girdles.
Coke . . . enough to make you choke.
Pepsi . . . that gives you apoplexy.
Roaches . . . sleeping in the coaches.
Flies . . . swarming 'round the pies.
Fishes . . . washing all the dishes.
Moths . . . eating through the cloths
Scouts . . . eating brussel sprouts.
Leaders . . . slapping at the skeeters.
Antelopes . . . eating cantalopes.
Bears . . . with curlers in their hair.
Bobwhites . . . wearing silken tights.
Buffalos . . . with hair between their toes.
Eagles . . . chasing little beagles.
Foxes . . . stuffed in little boxes.
Owls . . . shredding paper towels.
Staffers . . . swinging from the rafters.
Rattlin' Bog
Notes:
The Tune:
Chorus
Oh, Oh, The rattlin' bog,
The bog down in the valley-O
Oh, Oh, The rattlin' bog,
The bog down in the valley-O
And in that bog there was a tree,
A rare tree, a rattlin' tree.
With the tree in the bog,
And the bog down in the valley-O.
Chorus
And on that tree there was a limb,
A rare limb, a rattlin' limb.
With the limb on the tree,
And the tree in the bog,
Chorus
Lyrics:
And on that limb there was a branch,
A rare branch, a rattlin' branch.
With the branch on the limb,
And the limb on the tree,
Chorus
(Continue pattern adding twig, nest, egg, bird, feather, flea, leg, foot, boot, and
finally ...)
And on that boot there was a lace,
A rare lace, a rattlin' lace.
With the lace on the boot,
And the boot on the foot,
And the foot on the leg,
And the leg on the flea,
And the flea on the feather,
And the feather on the bird,
And the bird on the egg,
And the egg in the nest,
And the nest on the twig,
And the twig on the branch,
And the branch on the limb,
And the limb on the tree,
Chorus
And on that lace, there was an END.
Red River Valley
Intended for:
Notes:
All Scouts
The Tune:
From this valley they say you are going,
We will miss your bright eyes and sweet smile,
For they say you are taking the sunshine
Which has brightened our pathways a while.
Chorus:
Come and sit by my side if you love me;
Do not hasten to bid me adieu,
But remember the Red River Valley,
And the girl that has loved you so true.
Lyrics:
I've been thinking a long time, my darling,
Of the sweet words you never would say,
Now, alas, must my fond hopes all vanish?
For they say you are going away.
- Chorus
Won't you think of the valley you're leaving,
Oh, how lonely and sad it will be,
Just think of the fond heart you're breaking,
And the grief you are causing to me.
- Chorus
From this valley they say you are going,
When you go, may your darling go too?
Would you leave her behind unprotected,
When she loves no one other than you.
- Chorus
As you go to your home by the ocean,
May you never forget those sweet hours,
That we spent in the Red River Valley,
And the love we exchanged 'mid the flowers.
- Chorus
I have promised you, darling, that never
Will a word from my lips cause you pain,
And my life, it will be yours forever,
If you only will love me again.
- Chorus
They will bury me where you have wandered,
Near the hills where the daffodils grow,
When you're gone from the Red River valley,
For I can't live without you I know.
- Chorus
Roadkill Stew
Intended for:
Notes:
All Scouts
Tune: Three Blind Mice
Roadkill stew
Roadkill stew
Tastes so good
Just like it should
Lyrics:
First you go down to the Interstate
You wait for the critter to meet its fate
You take it home and make it great
Roadkill stew
Roadkill stew
Three blind mice are dead
Three blind mice are dead
See how they lie
See how they lie
Cold grey bodies on the slab
Cold grey bodies on the slab
Poor dead mice
Poor dead mice
Egg fried rice
Egg fried rice
King prawn foo yung
King prawn foo yung
Beef with pepper and black bean sauce
Battered round meat things (I hope it's not horse)
Did I remembember to order, of course
The egg fried rice
Egg fried rice
Egg fried rice
Crispy won ton
Crispy won ton
Half an aromatic crispy duck
Served with pancakes and hoi sin muck
(I don't think it'd dead 'cause I just heard a 'cluck')
And egg fried rice
Egg fried rice
Egg fried rice
Spring onion
Spring onion
Szechuan chicken washed down with Champagne
Deep fried seaweed and chicken chow mein
Eat it all once, and then eat it again
With egg fried rice
Three small rodents with optical deficiencies,
Three small rodents with optical deficiencies,
Observe how they perambulate,
Observe how they perambulate!
They all hastened after the agriculturist's spouse.
She severed their posterior appendages with a chef's chopping implement.
Have ever you audited such an account in your existence
As three small rodents with optical deficiencies?
Three small mice, three small mice,
They pined for some fun, they pined for some fun.
They made up their minds to set out to roam,
Said they, 'Too dull to remain at home'
And all the luggage they took was a comb,
Three small mice, three small mice.
Three bold mice, three bold mice,
They came to an inn, they came to an inn.
Good evening good host can you give us a bed ?
The host he grinned and shook his head
So they all slept out in a field instead,
Three bold mice, three bold mice.
Three cold mice, three cold mice,
They woke up next morn, they woke up next morn.
They each had a cold and a swollen face
From sleeping all night in an open space;
They rose quite early and left the place.
Three cold mice, three cold mice.
Three hungry mice, three hungry mice,
They searched for some food, they searched for some food.
But all they found was a walnut shell
That lay by the side of a dried-up well;
Who had eaten the nut they could not tell,
Three hungry mice, three hungry mice.
Three starved mice, three starved mice,
They came to a farm, they came to a farm.
The farmer was eating some bread and cheese,
So they all went down on their hands and knees,
Said 'Oh give us a morsel please'.
Three starved mice, three starved mice.
Three glad mice, three glad mice,
They ate all they could, they ate all they could.
They felt so happy they danced with glee
But the farmer's wife came out to see
What might their merrymaking be.
Three glad mice, three glad mice.
Three poor mice, three poor mice,
They soon changed their tune, they soon changed their tune.
The farmer's wife said what are you at,
And why are you dancing around like that ?
Just wait a minute I'll fetch the cat.
Three poor mice, three poor mice.
Three scared mice, three scared mice,
They ran for their lives, they ran for their lives.
They jumped out on the window ledge,
The mention of cats put their teeth on edge
So they hid themselves in a bramble hedge.
Three scared mice, three scared mice.
Three sad mice, three sad mice,
What could they do, what could they do ?
The bramble hedge was most unkind,
It scratched their eyes and made them blind
And soon each mouse went out of his mind.
Three sad mice, three sad mice.
Three blind mice, three blind mice,
See how they run, see how they run.
They all ran after the farmer's wife
Who cut off their tails with a carving knife,
Did you ever see such a sight in your life
As three blind mice, three blind mice.
Three sick mice, three sick mice.
They gave way to tears, they gave way to tears.
They could not see and they had no end
So they went to the doctor and found a friend
Who gave them some Never-Too-Late-To-Mend.
Three sick mice, three sick mice.
Three wise mice, three wise mice,
Rubbed rubbed away, rubbed rubbed away.
And soon their tails began to grow
And their eyes recovered their sight, you know.
They looked in the mirror, it told them so.
Three wise ice, three wise mice.
Three proud mice, three proud mice,
They soon settled down, they soon settled down.
The name of their house I cannot tell,
But they've learned a trade and they're doing well.
If you pay them a visit, just ring the bell,
Three times twice, three times twice.
Row, Row, Row Your Boat
Intended for:
All Scouts
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merilly,
Life is but a dream.
Throw the Leaders overboard
And listen to them scream.
Lyrics:
Underneath the stream.
Ha, ha! Fooled you.
We're in a submarine.
Careful as can be.
Watch out for that tidal wave,
We're on the open sea.
Row, row, row your boat.
Try to catch a fish.
Snag 'im, reel 'im, clean 'im, fry 'im,
Place 'im on a dish.
Quickly cross the creek.
The boat is filling up real fast,
I think it sprung a leak.
With your dog named Rover.
Shut up! Sit Down!
Or, you'll tip us over.
Propel, propel, propel your craft
Placidly along the liquid solution.
Ecstatically, ecstatically, ecstatically, ecstatically
Existence is but a delusion.
(make up more with your group and tell me so I can add them here.)
Sam, Sam, the Lavatory Man
Intended for:
All Scouts
Lyrics:
Sam, Sam, the lavatory man,
Chief inspector of the outhouse clan (stand straight like soldier & salute)
He issues the tissues, the paper, and the towels (pass out 'items')
He listens to the sounds of the rumbling bowels (hold hand to ear)
Down, down, down below the ground (point down on down)
Where all the little poopies are swimming around (swimming motion)
There sits Sam, the lavatory man,
Scooping up the poopies,
Scooping up the poopies,
Scooping up the poopies in his little tin can!
Sarasponda
Intended for:
Cub Scouts
Notes:
Download Tune
Lyrics:
Sarasponda, sarasponda, sarasponda ret set set.
Sarasponda, sarasponda sarasponda ret set set.
A doray-oh, A doray boomday-oh.
A doray boomday ret set set, ah say pa say oh.
Boom-be-da, boom-be-da, boom-be-da, boom
Scout Vespers
Intended for:
Notes:
Boy Scouts
Tune: Oh, Christmas Tree
Softly falls the light of day,
As our campfire fades away.
Silently, each Scout should ask
Have I done my daily task?
Have I kept my honor bright?
Can I guiltless sleep tonight?
Oh, have I done and have I dared
Everything to be prepared?
Lyrics:
Listen Lord, O Listen Lord,
as I whisper soft and low.
Bless my Mom and bless my Dad,
there is something they ought to know.
I will keep my honor bright,
the Oath and Law will be my guide.
And Mom and Dad this you should know,
deep in my heart I love you so.
Quietly we join as one,
Thanking God for Scouting fun,
May we now go on our way.
Thankful for another day.
May we always love and share,
Living in peace beyond compare,
As Scouts may we find,
Friendships true with all mankind.
Quietly we now will part,
Pledging ever in our heart,
To strive to do our best each day,
As we travel down life's way.
Happiness we'll try to give,
Trying a better life to live,
Till all the world
Be joined in love,
Living in peace under skies above.
Scout WETspers
Intended for:
Notes:
Lyrics:
Boy Scouts
Softly falls the rain today
As our campsite floats away.
Silently, each Scout should ask
Did I bring my SCUBA mask?
Have I tied my tent flaps down,
Learned to swim so I won't drown,
Oh, have I done, and will I try
Everything to keep me dry?
Scout who Never Returned
Intended for:
Notes:
Lyrics:
Boy Scouts
The Tune: (Charlie on the MTA)
Let me tell you of a story of a Scout named [name] ,
On that tragic and fateful day;
Put his Scout knife in his pocket;
Kissed his dog and family;
When to hike in the woods far away.
Well, did he ever return?
No, he never returned.
And his fate is still unlearned:
He may roam forever in the woods and mountains,
He's the Scout who never returned.
Now you citizens of [town name],
Don't you think it's a scandal
How ol' [name] got lost that day?
Take the right equipment; TAKE ALONG A BUDDY,
When you hike in the hills that way.
Or else you'll never return,
No, you'll never return.
And your fate will be unlearned, just like [name]
You may roam forever in the woods and mountains,
Like the Scout who never returned.
Scouting Spirit
Intended for:
Cub Scouts
Notes:
Tune: Joy In My Heart
I've got that Scouting spirit,
Up in my head,
Up in my head,
Up in my head.
Up in my head,
Up in my head to stay.
Lyrics:
Deep in my heart
(continue as in first verse)
Down in my feet.
All over me.
Up in my head,
Deep in my heart,
Down in my feet.
All over me,
All over me to stay.
Scoutleaders
Intended for:
Notes:
Boy Scouts
The Tune: (Home on the Range)
Aren't Scoutleaders grand
For the programs they plan
And the hours they put in each night?
If they're ever home
You know they're on the phone
For the boys who they want to teach right.
Chorus:
We're at home in the woods.
On weekends with our troops we stay.
Though we never get rest,
The boys are doing their best,
And that's what we're getting for pay!
Lyrics:
They hike to their site
Though it takes half the night
Through the wind and the rain and the snow!
These leaders so brave
They could live in a cave
Except that their wives just say, "No!"
Chorus
Camp food tastes just great,
Like an old paper plate,
And the bug juice is not fit to drink.
So why every year,
For a week we come here
It's not for vacation, we think!
Chorus
They read magazines
With great camping scenes,
Frustration does things to their brains.
Champagne is taboo, Tooyees Lite too,
So for forty eight hours they abstain.
Chorus
They feel like old men,
On a camp out, they've been
To be clean, to be warm, to be dry!
But to tell you the truth,
they're re
re-living their youth
So in answer they merely reply!
Chorus
Shaving Cream
A Favorite Song
Notes:
The Tune: (The verses match My Bonnie just fine. But, the chorus is different.)
I have a sad story to tell you
It may hurt your feelings a bit
Last night when I walked into my bathroom
I stepped in a pile of ...
Lyrics:
Chorus (repeat after every verse):
Shaving cream, be nice and clean.
Shave everyday and you'll always look keen.
I think I'll
'll break off with my girlfriend
Her antics are queer I'll admit
Each time I say, 'Darling, I love you'
She tells me that I'm full of ...
Our baby fell out of the window
You'd think that her head would be split
But good luck was with her that morning
She fell in a barrel of ...
An old lady died in a bathtub
She died from a terrible fit
In order to fulfill her wishes
She was buried in six feet of ...
When I was in France with the army
One day I looked into my kit
I thought I would find me a sandwich
But the darn thing was loaded with ...
And now, folks, my story is ended
I think it is time I should quit
If any of you feel offended
Stick your head in a barrel of ...
Many more verses...
Our leader says Clean is a virtue,
On his face you will see not one zit.
Instead of washing with soap and hot water,
He scrubs with a handful of ...
Last Saturday I went out hiking,
I like to keep physically fit,
But when I stopped for a rest break,
My boots were all covered with ...
Let's have a cheer for the camp staff,
They're definitely our favorite!
But, every night at the campfire
They lead us and sing just like ...
I thought I would make me some tie-dyes
And bought lots of colors for it.
But after I dyed all my T-shirts
They all were the color of ...
Our leader made us all breakfast
I asked him what food was in it.
He laughed as he gave me a spoonful
And said it was rice, beans, and ...
Our 4th day of hiking at Philmont
We were dehydrated a bit
We'd heard that Ponil had cold root beer
But all that they gave us was...
We'd all just descended Mt. Baldy
Our stomachs a bottomless pit
We just wanted Probars and jerky
But Baldy Town made us do ...
While hiking, Joe spotted a black bear
He screamed like a girl cause of it
It left but Joe looked quite embarrassed
Then we noticed his pants filled with...
I asked to come out and play baseball
I'd just bought a new catchers mitt;
I asked you to throw me a fastball
but you threw me a big lump of ...
Once while I was at the ball game,
The batter smashed out a hit.
But while he was running for second,
He slipped in a big pile of ...
Last night we all had a big snowstorm,
And it's time to shovel, isn't it?
The only good thing about snow is,
It's better than shoveling ...
They built a big wall in East Berlin.
The biggest one that they could fit.
But I found out what that big wall was made of.
Well the whole thing was nothing but ...
Here we are in this fine health food restaurant.
I hate to be picking a nit.
But, waiter, I ordered your tofu,
And you brought me a plate full of ...
Here we are in this fancy French restruant,
And I hate to be picking a bit,
But I ordered creamed fishie-soi
And the waiter brought me a bowl of..
Here we are in this Mexican restaurant,
I hate to be picking a nit,
But waiter, I ordered 'El Burrito Supremo,'
And you brought me a plate full of ...
I am fed up with all politicians!
On Republicans and Democrats I spit!
They promise you peace and employment,
But give you more of the same ...
Our Christmas tree, it was so gorgeous,
So brightly and brilliantly lit,
And underneath were all of my presents!
Yeah, boxes and boxes of ...
I was laughing so hard at these lyrics,
I thought that my sides they would split,
I stopped laughing just now, however
'Cause my pants just filled up with my ...
I went swimming in Lake Kukamunga
I thought I would cool off a bit
But when I stepped out of the water
My body was covered in ...
I bought a computer by mail...
It arrived at my door in a kit.
But although I followed instructions,
I ended up with a box full of ...
My program was nearly completed,
In 640K it did fit,
But then I wrote 'just one more feature,'
And my program was blown all to ...
I went out last night to the opera,
I thought I'd relax for a bit.
But when I sat down in my box seat
I found it was covered with ...
My in-laws came over to visit,
But left in a terrible snit
Because I suggested for dinner
That they should have plates full of ...
My wife put a sack in the garden,
I'm curious I will admit,
One morning I sneaked out a handful,
I found it was nothing but ...
There was a young fellow from Sparta,
who could flatulate ballads and airs,
He could blow out a Mozart sonata,
and accompany musical chairs;
One day he attempted an opera it was hard, but he just wouldn't quit With his head held aloft, he suddenly coughed and collapsed in a mountain of ...
I know that these verses are scanty,
the rhyme seems too much for my wit,
I start out like Shakespeare and Dante,
but somehow I end up with ...
My father was a lavatory cleaner,
He worked all day long in the pit
And when he came home in the evening
He'd be covered all over in ...
Now some say he died of a fever
And some say he died of a fit,
But I know what my father died of:
He died of the smell of the ...
Now some say he's buried in gravel
And some say he's buried in grit,
But I know where my father is buried:
He's buried in six feet of ...
And some say he left me a fortune,
While some say he left me a bit,
But I know what my father left me:
No more than a bucket of ...
She Sat on a Hillside
Intended for:
Notes:
Boy Scouts
The Tune:
She sat on a hillside and strummed her guitar,
Strummed her guitar,
Strummed her guitar.
She sat on a hillside and strummed her guitar,
Strummed her guitar.
refrain
Oom plucka plucka
Oom plucka plucka
Oom pluck pluck pluck
He sat down beside her and smoked his cigar,
Smoked his cigar,
Smoked his cigar.
He sat down beside her and smoked his cigar
Smoked his cigar.
refrain
Lyrics:
He said that he loved her but, oh, how he lied ...
refrain
They were to be married but somehow she died ...
refrain
He went to her funeral but just for the ride ...
He sat by her tombstone and laughed 'til he cried ...
The tombstone fell over and squish-squash he died ...
She went up to heaven and flittered and flied ...
He went to the other place and sizzled and fried ...
The moral of this song is: don't tell a lie ...
If you want anymore you can sing it yourself ...
Smokey the Bear
Intended for:
Cub Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
With a Ranger's hat and shovel
and a pair of dungarees,
you will find him in the forest
always sniffin' at the breeze.
People stop and pay attention
when he tells 'em to beware,
'cause ev'rybody knows that
he's the Fire Prevention Bear.
Chorus:
Smokey the Bear, Smokey the Bear.
Prowlin' and a growlin' and a sniffin' the air.
He can find a fire before it starts to flame.
That's why they call him Smokey,
That was how he got his name.
Lyrics:
You can take a tip from Smokey
that there's nothin' like a tree.
'cause they're good for kids to climb in
and they're beautiful to see,
you just have to look around you
and you'll find it's not a joke,
to see what you'd be missin'
if they all went up in smoke.
Chorus
You can camp upon his doorstep
and he'll make you feel at home;
You can run and hunt and ramble
anywhere you care to roam.
He will let you take his honey
and pretend he's not so smart,
but don't you harm his trees
for he's a Ranger in his heart.
Chorus
If you've ever seen the forest
when a fire is running wild,
and you love the things within it
like a mother loves her child,
then you know why Smokey tells you
when he sees you passing through,
'Remember...please be careful....
its the least that you can do.'
Chorus
Spider On the Floor
Intended for:
Notes:
Cub Scouts
There's a spider on the floor, on the floor.
Who could ask for anything more, than a spider on the floor.
Now the spider's on my leg, on my leg.
Oh, I wish I had some Raid for this spider on my leg!
Now the spider's on my chest, on my chest!
Oh, I'd squish him in my vest, if it didn't make a mess!
Lyrics:
Now the spider's on my neck, on my neck!
Now the spider's on my neck on my neck!
Oh, I'm gonna be a wreck, I've got a spider on my neck!
Now the spider's on my neck on my neck!
Now the spider's on my face, on my face!
Now the spider's on my face, on my face !
Oh, what a big disgrace, I've got a spider on my face!
Now the spider's on my face, on my face
Now the spider's on my head, on my head!
Oh, I wish that he were dead. I've got a spider on my head!
SPOKEN: "But he jumped off.... "
Star Spangled Banner
Intended for:
All Scouts
Oh, say, can you see, by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars, through the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming?
And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.
O say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
On the shore dimly seen through the mists of the deep,
Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam,
In full glory reflected, now shines on the stream:
'Tis the star-spangled banner: O, long may it wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
Lyrics:
And where is that band who so vauntingly swore
That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion
A home and a country should leave us no more?
Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution.
No refuge could save the hireling and slave
From the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave:
And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
O, thus be it ever when freemen shall stand,
Between their loved homes and the war's desolation;
Blest with vict'ry and peace, may the heaven-rescued land
Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us as a nation!
Then conquer we must, when our cause is just,
And this be our motto: "In God is our trust"
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
States
Intended for:
All Scouts
Oh what did Delaware, boys, Oh what did Delaware?
I ask you again, as a personal friend, what did Delaware?
She wore her New Jersey, boys, she wore her New Jersey.
I tell you again, as a personal friend, she wore her New Jersey.
Lyrics:
2. Oh, how did Flori-die, boys?
She died in Mis-sour-i, boys.
3. Oh, what did Io-way, boys?
She weighed a Washington, boys.
4. Oh, what did Ida-ho, boys?
She hoed her Mary-land, boys.
5. Oh, how did Wiscon-sin, boys?
She stole a New-bras-key, boys.
6. Oh, what did Tennessee, boys?
She saw what Arkan-sas, boys.
7. Oh, where has Ore-gon, boys?
She s taking Okla-home, boys.
8. Oh, what did Massa-chew, boys?
She chewed her Connecti-cud, boys.
9. Oh, what did Missi-sip, boys?
She sipped her Mini-soda, boys.
10.Oh, what did Ohi-owe, boys?
She owed her state Taxes, boys.
Stay On the Sunny Side
(Sing the chorus to get started. Then, have people do Knock-knock jokes and
sing the chorus between each joke.)
Lyrics:
Chorus:
Stay on the sunny side,
Always on the sunny side,
Stay on the sunny side of life.
You'll feel no pain as we drive you insane,
If you'll stay on the sunny side of life.
(Here are some sample jokes, but there are more on the site)
Knock! Knock!
Who's there?
Dwain.
Dwain who?
Dwain the bathtub I'm dwowning.
Tick. Tick 'em up I'm a tongue-tied wobber
Chesterfield. Chesterfield my leg and I had to slap him.
Pink Panther. Pink Panther not my thtyle.
Abraham Lincoln. Don't you know who Abraham Lincoln was?
George Washington. You really don't know much, do you?
Urinalysis. You're in Alice's Restaurant.
Ether. Ether bunny.
Nother. Nother ether bunny.
Stella. Stella nother ether bunny.
Consumption. Consumption be done about all these ether bunnies.
Cargo. Cargo beep beep and run over all the ether bunnies.
Boo. Don't cry, ether bunny be back next year.
Amos. A mosquito bit me.
Oswald. Oswald my gum.
Sara. Sara doctor in the house?
Adolph. Adolph ball hit me in the mouth and that's why I talk this way.
Little old lady. I didn't know you could yodel!
Gladys. Gladys Friday.
Orange. Orange you glad its almost over?
Dishes. Dishes the end.
Super California Surfer
Intended for:
Notes:
Boy Scouts
The Tune: Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Super California surfer, expert of the ocean.
Even though the most of them
Do not use suntan lotion.
When they hit the waves too hard
They always cause a motion.
Um didle iddle iddle um diddle lie,
Um didle iddle iddle um diddle lie,
Lyrics:
Because I was afraid to surf
When I was just a lad,
My father took my board away
And told me I was bad.
But when I learned the word
That every surfer knows,
The biggest word you ever heard,
And this is how it goes...
Even though the most of them
Do not use suntan lotion.
When they hit the waves too hard
They always cause a motion.
Take Me Out to the Scout Camp
Intended for:
All Scouts
Notes:
Tune: Take Me Out to the Ball Game
Lyrics:
Take me out to the scout camp,
Take me out with my Troop.
Buy me some goodies and leathercrafts,
I don't care if I ever get back.
For it's swim, shoot, climb with the camp staff.
If they're not trained it's a shame.
For it's 1, 2, 3 miles you hike at the old scout camp.
Taps
Intended for:
Notes:
Cub Scouts
The Tune:
Day is done, Gone the sun,
From the lake, From the hills,
From the sky;
All is well, Safely rest,
God is nigh.
Lyrics:
Fading light, Dims the sight;
And a star, Gems the sky,
Gleaming bright;
From afar, Drawing nigh,
Falls the night.
Fades the light, Falls the night,
O'er the vale, O'er the hill,
O'er the sky;
From afar, Shines a star;
Falls the night.
Dear one, rest! In the West,
Sable night, Lulls the day;
On her breats.
Sweet, goodnight! Ah, so soon!
Peaceful dreams.
Soldier rest, Gently pressed,
To the calm, Mother Earth's
Waiting breast;
Duty done, Like the sun:
Going West.
Thanks and praise, for our day,
'Neath the sun, 'neath the stars,
'Neath the sky.
As we go, this we know,
God is nigh.
Starry bright, Be you flight,
To the goal, Of the soul,
Shining white;
God is near, Have no fear,
In His light.
Sleep and dream, Every beam,
God keep watch o'er all
Thru the night
We shall meet with the morn',
So good night.
Tarzan of the Apes
Intended for:
Notes:
Lyrics:
Cub Scouts
The Tune:
I like bananas, coconuts and grapes
That's why they call me: TARZAN OF THE APES!
(yell 'Tarzan of the Apes' as loud as possible)
The Fox
Intended for:
Cub Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
Oh the fox went out on a chilly night,
Prayed for the moon to give him light,
He'd many a mile to go that night,
Before he reached the town-o, town-o, town-o
He'd many a mile to go that night,
Before he reached the town-o.
He ran until he came to a great big bin,
The ducks and geese were put therein,
Said a couple of you are gonna grease my chin,
Before I leave this town-o, town-o, town-o,
Said a couple of you are gonna grease my chin,
Before I leave this town-o.
Lyrics:
He grabbed the grey goose by the neck,
Slung the little one over his back,
He didn't mind their quack quack quack,
And the legs all dangling down-o, down-o, down-o,
No he didn't mind their quack quack quack,
And the legs all dangling down-o.
Old mother pitter patter jumped out of bed,
Out of the window she cocked her head,
Crying, 'JOhn, John the grey goose is gone,
And the fox is in the town-o, town-o, town-o,'
Crying, 'John, John the grey goose is gone,
And the fox is in the town-o.'
John he went to the top of the hill,
Blew his horn both loud and shrill,
The fox he said 'I better flee with my kill,
For he'll soon be on my trail-o, trail-o, trail-o,'
The fox he said 'I better flee with my kill,
For he'll soon be on my trail-o.'
He ran 'til he came to his cozy den,
There were little ones eight, nine, ten,
They said, 'Daddy, Daddy, you better go back again,
For it must be a mighty fine town-o, town-o, town-o.'
They said, 'Daddy, Daddy, you better go back again,
For it must be a mighty fine town-o.'
Then the fox and his wife without any strife,
Cut up the grey goose with a fork and knife,
They never had such a supper in their life,
And the little ones chewed on the bones-o, bones-o, bones-o,
They never had such a supper in their life,
And the little ones chewed on the bones-o.
The Man In Black
Intended for:
Boy Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
Well, you wonder why I always dress in black
Why you never see bright colors on my back
And why does my appearance seem to have a somber tone
Well, there's a reason for the things that I have on.
I wear the black for the poor and the beaten down
Living in the hopeless, hungry side of town
I wear it for the prisoner who has long paid for his crime
But is there because he's a victim of the times.
Lyrics:
I wear the black for those who never read
Or listened to the words that Jesus said
About the road to happiness through love and charity
Why, you'd think He's talking straight to you and me.
Well, we're doing mighty fine, I do suppose
In our streak of lightning cars and fancy clothes
But just so we're reminded of the ones who are held back
Up front there oughta be a Man In Black.
I wear it for the sick and lonely old
For the reckless ones whose bad trip left them cold
I wear the black in mourning for the lives that could have been
Each week we lose a hundred fine young men.
And, I wear it for the thousands who have died
Believing that the Lord was on their side
I wear it for another hundred thousand who have died
Believing that we all were on their side.
Well, there's things that never will be right, I know
And things need changing everywhere you go
But 'til we start to make a move to make a few things right
You'll never see me wear a suit of white.
Ah, I'd love to wear a rainbow every day
And tell the world that everything's okay
But I'll try to carry off a little darkness on my back
'Till things are brighter, I'm the Man In Black.
The Thing
Notes:
The Tune:
While I was walking down the beach one bright and sunny day,
I saw a great big wooden box a floating in the bay.
I pulled it in and opened it up and much to my surprise:
Oh, I discovered a (clap - clap - clap) right before my eyes.
Oh, I discovered a (clap - clap - clap) right before my eyes.
Lyrics:
I picked it up and ran to town as happy as a king.
I took it to a guy I knew who'd buy most anything.
But this is what he hollered at me as I walked in his shop:
Oh, get out of here with that (clap - clap - clap) before I call a cop.
Oh, get out of here with that (clap - clap - clap) before I call a cop.
I turned around and got right out a running for my life.
And then I took it home with me to give it to my wife.
But this is what she hollered at me as I walked in the door:
Oh, get out of here with that (clap - clap - clap) and don't come back no more.
Oh, get out of here with that (clap - clap - clap) and don't come back no more.
I wandered all around the town until I chanced to meet,
A hobo who was looking for a handout on the street,
He said he'd take most anything - he was a desperate man.
But, when I showed him the (clap - clap - clap) he turned around and ran.
Oh, when I showed him the (clap - clap - clap) he turned around and ran.
I wandered on for many years a victim of my fate.
Until, one day, I came upon St. Peter at the gate.
And when I tried to take it inside, he told me where to go:
Get out of here with that (clap - clap - clap) and take it down below.
Oh, get out of here with that (clap - clap - clap) and take it down below.
The moral of this story is if you're out on the beach,
And you should see a great big box, and it's within your reach,
Don't ever stop and open it up, that's my advice to you
'Cause you'll never get rid of that (clap - clap - clap) no matter what you do.
'Cause you'll never get rid of that (clap - clap - clap) no matter what you do.
There Was an Old Lady
Intended for:
Cub Scouts
There was an old lady who swallowed a fly.
I don't know why she swallowed a fly.
I guess she'll die.
Lyrics:
There was an old lady who swallowed a spider.
That wiggled and jiggled and tickled inside her.
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly.
I don't know why she swallowed a fly.
I guess she'll die.
There was an old lady who swallowed a bird.
How absurd! To swallow a bird!
She swallowed the bird to catch the spider
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly.
I don't know why she swallowed the fly.
I guess she'll die.
There was an old lady who swallowed a cat.
Imagine that! She swallowed a cat.
She swallowed the cat to catch the bird.
How absurd! To swallow a bird!
She swallowed the bird to catch the spider
She swallowed the sspider to catch the fly.
I don't know why she swallowed the fly.
I guess she'll die.
There was an old lady who swallowed a Dog.
What a hog! She swallowed a dog.
There was an old lady who swallowed a Goat.
She opened her throat And in walked a goat.
There was an old lady who swallowed a Cow.
I don't know how She swallowed that cow.
There was an old lady, she swallowed a horse.
She's DEAD of course!
There's Nothing I'd Rather Be
A Favorite Song
I'm glad I am a [camper, boy scout, teenager, ..., whatever your group is], there's
nothing I'd rather be
But if I weren't a [camper,...], ......
Lyrics:
1. A bird watcher I would be Hark a lark, flying through the park, SPLAT!
2. A plumber I would be
Plunge it, flush it, look out below!
3. A mermaid I would be
Bloop, bloop, bloop, bloop, bloop, bloop!
4. A carpenter I would be
Two by four, two by four, nail it to the floor! OUCH!
[or] Bang, Bang, Smack, Smack, Show a little butt crack.
5. A teacher I would be
Sit down, shut up, throw away your gum!
6. A flight attendant I would be
Coffee, tea, or me, sir; here's your little bag. BLEH!
7. A typist I would be
Ticka, ticka, ticka, ticka, ticka, ticka, ZING!
8. A hippie I would be
Love and peace, my hair is full of grease!
[or] Hey Man! Cool Man! Far out! Wow!
{or] Peace! Love! Here comes the fuzz!
9. A farmer I would be
Here's a cow, there's a cow, and here's another yuck!
[or] Give, Bessy, give, the baby's gotta live!
10. A laundry worker I would be
Starchy here, starchy there, starchy in your underwear!
11. A cashier I would be
Twenty nine, forty nine, here's your change, sir!
12. A gym teacher I would be
We must, we must, improve the bust!
13. A medic I would be
Turn around, drop your pants, jab, jab, jab!
14. An electrician I would be
Positive, negative, bbzzzzt -ZAP!
15. A fireman I would be
Jump lady, jump... whoa splat!
16. A cook I would be
Mix it, bake it; heartburn-BURP!
17. A ice cream maker I would be
Tutti-frutti, tutti-frutti, nice ice cream!
18. A politician I would be
Raise the taxes, lower the pay, vote for me on election day!
19. A butcher I would be
Chop it up, grind it up, make a little patty!
20. A garbage collector I would be
Lift it, dump it, pick out the good stuff
[or] Pile that garbage. Pile that garbage. Pile it to the sky.
21. A [Domino's] pizza maker I would be
30 minute, fast delivery!
22. A clam digger I would be
Dig one here, dig one there-Oh my frozen derriere!
23. Superman I would be
It's a bird, it's a plane, where is Lois Lane?
24. Lois Lane I would be
Get away, get away, get away, Clark Kent!
25. A cyclist I would be
peddle, peddle, peddle, peddle; ring, ring, ring!
26. A truck driver I would be
Here's a curve, there's a curve. HERE'S A BETTER CURVE!
[Makes outline of shapely woman.]
27. A house cleaner I would be
Ooh, a bug; squish it in the rug!
28. A baby I would be
Mama, Dada, I wuv you!
29. A Preacher I would be
Well, well, you never can tell; you might go to heaven, or you might go
to ...
30. A DJ I would Be,
Miles of smiles on the radio dial.
31. A Stewardess I would be,
Here's your coffee, here's your tea. Here's your paper bag - Blaaah!
32. A Baker I would be,
Donuts! Eclairs! Buy My Buns!
33. A Lifeguard I would be,
Save yourself, Man. I'm working on my tan!
[or] Mouth to Mouth Resuscitate, What a way to get a date.
34. A Lawyer I would be,
Honest. I swear, My client wasn't there
35. An Engineer, I would be,
Push the button, push the button, kick the darn machine.
36. A munchkin I would be,
Follow the road, follow the road, follow the yellow brick road.
37. A Ranger I would be,
Get eaten by a bear, see if I care.
38. A Scoutmaster I would be,
Do this, do that, Where's my coffee at?
[or] Do this, do that, Doughnuts make me fat.
39. An SPL I would be,
Do this, do that, I think I'll take a nap.
40. A doctor I would be
Take a pill; pay my bill! I'm going golfing!
[or] Needle! Thread! Stick 'em in the head!
41. A banker I would be,
Cash the check, what the heck, I'm going golfing.
42. A Grandma I would be
Don't cry, here's some pie, I'm going golfing.
43. A chef I would be,
French toast, fried chicken, what the heck is that?
44. A bus driver I would be,
Swerve, Skid, I almost hit a kid.
45. An ambulance driver I would be,
Scrape 'em off the pavement, but 'em in a bag.
46. A grave digger I would be,
Six feet down, plant 'em in the ground.
47. A grave robber I would be,
Six feet up, chuck 'em in the truck.
48. A policeman I would be,
Bang, Bang, Bang, stop or I'll shoot.
They Ain't Gonna Climb No More
Notes:
The Tune: (Battle Hymn of the Republic)
Chorus:
Gory, gory, what a heck of a way to die.
Gory, gory what a heck of a way to die.
Gory, gory what a heck of a way to die.
And they ain't gonna climb no more!
Lyrics:
"Will it go around the chockstone?" called the belayer, looking up.
The climber feebly answered, "Yes," and slowly inched on up.
He was trying to drive a piton when his foothold crumbled out.
Oh they ain't gonna climb no more!
- Chorus
He slid on down the chimney and he quickly gathered speed.
He shot past the belayer, who'd forgot the climber's creed.
An anchor to a piton would've been all he'd ever need.
Oh he ain't gonna climb no more!
- Chorus
The belayer felt the rope pull taught and tried to let it run.
But it jerked him from position and he knew his time had come.
He left the ledge behind him and it shot up toward the sun.
- Chorus
They sped on down the chimney and they passed the Southern Col.
They had such good exposure that it made a glorious fall.
They slithered o'er a friction pitch and sped on down the wall.
Oh they ain't gonna climb no more.
- Chorus
The medic in the valley watched them through his telescope.
And as they neared the bottom, his eyes grew bright with hope.
For it had been a week or more since the parting of the rope.
- Chorus
One had a rope around his neck and a piton through his spleen.
An ice-axe in the rucksack had split the other's bean.
The trails of red marked their descent as they neared the slopes of green.
Oh they ain't gonna climb no more.
- Chorus
They hit the ground - the sound was "SPLAT", the blood went spurting high.
Their comrades were heard to say, "What a colorful way to die!"
And as they lay there rolling in the welter of their gore.
- Chorus
There was blood upon the rucksacks, there were brains upon the rope.
Intestines were entwined across the green and grassy slope.
We picked them up in a lunch pail after salvaging the rope.
This Land is Your Land
Intended for:
Notes:
Lyrics:
Boy Scouts
The Tune:
Chorus:
This land is your land, this land is my land
From California, to the New York Island
From the redwood forest, to the gulf stream waters
This land was made for you and me.
As I was walking that ribbon of highway
I saw above me an endless skyway
I saw below me that golden valley
Chorus
I've roamed and rambled and I followed my footsteps
To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts
And all around me a voice was sounding
Chorus
When the sun came shining, and I was strolling
And the wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling
As the fog was lifting a voice was chanting
Chorus
As I went walking, I saw a sign there
And on the sign it said, 'No Trespassing'
But on the other side it didn't say nothing!
That side was made for you and me.
Chorus
In the shadow of the steeple I saw my people
By the relief office, I seen my people
As they stood there hungry, I stood there asking
Is this land made for you and me?
Chorus
Nobody living can ever stop me
As I go walking that freedom highway
Nobody living can ever make me turn back
Chorus
Tie Me Kangaroo Down
Notes:
The Tune:
This is much more fun in hammed up Australian accents.
The story is of an old Australian stockman that is dieing and gives instructions to
his mates.
I'm not gonna pull through, Blue;
I'm not gonna pull through.
I'm not gonna pull through, Blue,
So this you gotta do ...
Chorus:
Tie me kangaroo down, sport
Tie me kangaroo down.
Tie me kangaroo down, sport
Tie me kangaroo down.
Watch me wallabies feed, Reed,
Watch me wallabies feed.
They're a dangerous breed, Reed
So, watch me wallabies feed.
Lyrics:
Let me wombats go loose, Bruce,
Let me wombats go loose.
They're of no further use, Bruce.
So let me wombats go lose.
Keep me cockatoo cool, Lou,
Keep me cockatoo cool.
Don't go actin' the fool, Lou,
Just keep me cockatoo cool.
Take me koala back, Jack
Take me koala back.
He lives somewhere out on the track, Jack
So, take me koala back.
Mind me platypus duck, Bill
Mind me platypus duck.
Don't let him go running amuck, Bill
Just, mind me platypus duck.
Play your digeridoo, Blue
Play your digeridoo.
Keep playing 'til I shoot through, Blue
Play your digeridoo.
Tan me hide when I'm dead, Fred
Tan me hide when I'm dead.
So, we tanned his hide, when he died, Clyde
And that's it hangin' on the shed.
Tiger Cub Chant
Intended for: Tiger Scouts
Required:
The more the scout leader looks like a drill instructor (Smokey bear hat, whistle
etc.) the better.
Preparation:
All Tiger Scouts form a line facing the audience. The Drill Instructor stands at
one end and everyone marches in place as the Leader barks out the chant and his
troops repeat after him.
Notes:
I wrote this to help the Tiger Cubs remember the Scout Promise.
This can be used as an inside activity or while marching on a hike. You can
create a big finish at the end if the scouts yell "one, two" and "three, four" then
all stop marching.
Lyrics:
Hup, two, three, four
Hup two three four,
We are Tiger Cubs who care,
Gonna Search, Discover, Share.
We are Tiger Cubs who say,
Let Akela show the way.
I promise to do my best,
Duty, God and country's test.
Helping other people so,
Thats what makes a Cub Scout grow.
We obey laws of the pack.
To our community we give back.
Sound off
one two
Sound off
three four
Hup two three four
hup two....three four.
Ting-A-Lay-O
Intended for:
Cub Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
Chorus
Chorus:
Tingalayo, run me little donkey run,
Tingalayo, run me little donkey run.
Me donkey hee, me donkey haw,
Me donkey sleep on a bed of straw,
Me donkey short, me donkey wide,
Don't get too close to his back side.
Chorus
Lyrics:
Me donkey walk, me donkey talk,
Me donkey eats with a knife and fork,
Me donkey eat, me donkey sleep,
Me donkey kick with his two hind feet.
Chorus
orus
Me donkey laugh, me donkey cry,
Me donkey loves peanut butter pie,
Me donkey laugh, me donkey cry,
Me donkey loves peanut butter pie.
Chorus
Tom the Toad
A Favorite Song
Intended for:
All Scouts
Notes:
Oh Tom the Toad, Oh Tom the Toad
Why are you lying in the road?
You did not see that car ahead
And you were flattened by the tread.
Oh, Kitty Cat, Oh, Kitty Cat
Why does your tongue hang out like that?
You running from the mutts,
Then that truck spread out your guts.
Lyrics:
Oh Fred the fish, Oh Fred the fish,
Why are you lying on the dish?
You did not see the hook ahead,
And now your head is stuffed with bread.
Oh Bill the bug, oh Bill the bug,
What are you doing on the rug.
You did not see the foot ahead,
and now your just a spot of red,
Oh Rog the dog, Oh Rog the dog,
Why did you jump on that green log?
You used to like to play and track.
But now you are a ëgatorís snack.
Oh AL the Gater, Oh Al the gater
You should have waited until later.
Oh Al the Gater, Oh Al the Gater
You sat upon the yellow line,
and now you're just a streak of slime
Oh AL the Gater, Oh Al the gater
Oh Sue the Skunk, Oh Sue the Skunk
Why do you make my tires go thunk?
You did not look from East to West
Now on the road there's such a mess.
Oh Turtle Ted, Oh turtle Ted,
Your shell's all broken - so's your head.
In the road you thought you'd travel,
Now you're ground into the gravel.
Oh Billy Bat, Oh Billy Bat,
Why are you lying still like that?
Along the road you swooped and flapped,
But a trucker's windshield got you zapped!
Oh Jake the snake, Oh Jake the snake,
Why are you lying on the lake?
You did not see the motor boat,
And now your guts are all afloat
Joel the mole, Oh, Joel the Mole
Why did you fall into that hole?
Joel the Mole, Oh, Joel the Mole
You used to be so short and fat
And now you are a great big SPLAT.
Joel the mole, Oh Joel the Mole
Oh, Tom the Cat, Oh, Tom the Cat,
Why did you have to chase that Rat?
You were so soft, you loved to purr,
But now you're just blood, bones and fur,
Armadillo Bob, Armadillo Bob,
Why did you leave your nice safe log?
Your armor made you brave I think,
Now lying on the road you stink.
Oh Sam the Snake, Oh Sam the Snake
Why do you lie out there and bake?
You did not see that truck go by
Now you look like a butterfly.
Oh Possum Pete, Oh Possum Pete
There's nothing left but hair and feet
You thought you'd beat that bus across
Now you look like a pile of moss.
Arm'dillo Tex, Arm'dillo Tex,
Why are you looking so perplexed?
Across the yellow line you strayed,
The truck hit you - like a grenade!
Oh Froggie Fred, Oh Froggie Fred,
Why do you lie there stone-cold dead?
You didn't look as you jumped out,
A ten-ton truck ran up your snout!
Oh Swallow Sam, Oh Swallow Sam,
What turned your body into jam?
In the air you'd quickly speed,
An eighteen-wheeler made you bleed.
Oh Doggie Spot, Oh Doggie Spot,
Upon the road you're such a blot.
Out in the lane you boldly went,
Now your bod's not worth a cent!
Oh Bunny Ben, Oh Bunny Ben,
Why is your body flat and thin?
Out on the road you quickly jumped,
You didn't count on getting bumped.
Oh, Chicken Cluck you never slowed
As you went running cross the road.
Despite the other's evidence,
Please tell us why you had no sense
I ran across! I ran across!
In memory of those we lost!
I had to prove to Tom & Sue,
& Sam & Pete, I could get through!
Trusty Tommy
Intended for:
Boy Scouts
Tune: Yankee Doodle
Notes:
Lyrics:
A good way to remember the 12 parts of the Scout Law
Trusty Tommy was a Boy Scout
Loyal to his mother,
Helpful to the folks about,
And Friendly to his brother.
Courteous to the girls he knew,
Kind unto his rabbit,
Obedient to his father, too,
and Cheerful in his habits.
Thrifty saving for a need,
Brave, but not a faker,
Clean in thought and word and deed,
And Reverent to his Maker.
Twelve Days of Summer Camp
Intended for:
Cub Scouts
Notes:
Tune: Twelve Days of Christmas
On the first day of summer camp
My mother sent to me:
A box of oatmeal cookies.
On the second day of summer camp
Two T-shirts,
And a box of oatmeal cookies.
Lyrics:
On the third day of summer camp
Three pairs of socks,
Two T-shirts,
And a box of oatmeal cookies.
Four woolen caps,
Five underpants,
Six postage stamps,
Seven nose warmers,
Eight Batman comics,
Nine bars of soap,
Ten Band-aids,
Eleven shoestrings,
Twelve bottles of insect repellent.
Unicorn Song
Intended for:
Cub Scouts
Notes:
An old Irish Rovers song.
Lyrics:
A long time ago when the earth was green,
There was more kinds of animals than you'd ever seen.
They'd run around free while the earth was being born
But the loveliest of them all was the unicorn.
There was green alligators
And long necked geese
Some humpy back camels
And some chimpanzees
Some cats and rats and elephants
but sure as you're born, the loveliest of all was the unicorn.
Now God seen some sinnin'
And it gave Him pain.
He said, "Stand back!
I'm gonna make it rain."
He said, "Hey, Brother Noah,
I'll tell you what to do,
Build me a floating zoo.
And take some of them
Green alligators and long necked geese
Some humpy back camels and some chimpanzees
But sure as you're born
Don't you forget my unicorns."
Old Noah was there to answer the call.
He finished up making the ark
Just as the rain started to fall.
He marched in the animals two by two
And called out as they went through,
"Hey, Lord, I've got your green alligators,
And long necked geese
Some Cats and rats and elephants
But, Lord, I'm so forlorn, I just can't see no unicorns."
Then Noah looked out through the driving rain
Them unicorns were hiding, playing silly games
Kicking and splashing while the rain was pouring
Oh them silly unicorns.
There was green alligators and long necked geese
And Noah cried, "Close the door cause the rain is pouring in
And we just can't wait for no unicorns."
The ark started moving, it drifted with the tide.
Them unicorns looked up from the rocks and they cried.
And the waters came down and sort of floated them away.
And that's why you'll never see a unicorn to this very day.
You'll see green alligators and long necked geese
But sure as you're born, You're never gonna see no unicorns.
Wabash Cannonball
Intended for:
All Scouts
Notes:
Tune:
From the wide Pacific Ocean
To the broad Atlantic shore
From sunny California
To ice-bound Labrador
She's mighty tall and handsome
She's loved by one and all
She's the hobo's accomodation,
the Wabash Cannonball.
Lyrics:
Oh, listen to the jingle,
The rumble and the roar,
As she glides along the woodlands,
Over hills and by the shore.
Hear the mighty rush of the engine,
Hear the lonesome hobos squall,
While rumbling through the jungle
On Wabash Cannonball.
Now the Eastern states are dandy
So the people alwasy say.
From New York to St. Louis
Chicago, by the way,
Through the hills of Minnesota
Where the rippling waters fall,
No chances to be taken
on the Wabash Cannonball.
Oh, listen to the jingle,
The rumble and the roar,
As she glides along the woodlands,
Over hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engine,
Hear the lonesome hobos squall,
While rumbling through the jungle
On the Wabash Cannonball
Now here's to Daddy Claxton,
May his name forever stand
He'll always be remembered
In the courts throughout the land
His earthly race is over
And the curtain round him falls
Carryin' him home to victory
On the Wabash Cannonball.
Waltzing Matilda
Intended for:
All Scouts
Once a jolly swagman camped by a billabong,
Under the shade of a coolibah tree,
And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boiled
You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me.
Lyrics:
Chorus:
Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda,
You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me,
And he sang as he watched and waited 'til his billy boiled,
Down came a jumbuck to drink at that billabong,
Up jumped the swagman and grabbed him with glee,
And he sang as he shoved that jumbuck in his tuckerbag
Chorus:
And he sang as he shoved that jumbuck in his tuckerbag,
Up rode the squatter mounted on his thoroughbred,
Down came the troopers - one, two, three,
Whose that jolly jumbuck you've got in your tuckerbag?
Chorus:
Whose that jolly jumbuck you've got in your tuckerbag?
Up jumped the swagman, and sprang into the billabong,
You'll never catch me alive said he,
And his ghost may be heard as you pass by that billabong
Chorus:
And his ghost may be heard as you pass by that billabong,
We're Nuts
Intended for:
Notes:
Cub Scouts
Tune: My Bonnie Lies Over the Ocean
Our den has some cashews in it
Our den has some pecans too
Our den also has some nice almonds
And e-ven a walnut or two.
Lyrics:
We're nuts, we're nuts
We're nuts having fun at Camp Stearns, Camp Stearns.
We're nuts, we're nuts
We're nuts having fun at Camp Stearns.
When a Hearse Goes By
Intended for:
Boy Scouts
Don't you laugh when the hearse goes by
'Cause you might be the next to die
They'll wrap you up in a clean white sheet
And put you down about six feet deep
They put you into a wooden box,
And cover you over with earth and rocks.
It's not so bad for the first few weeks
Until your coffin begins to leak.
The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out
The worms play pinochle on your snout
Lyrics:
They eat your eyes, they eat your nose
They eat the jelly between your toes
They eat your clothes, they eat your hat
They crawl in skinny, and crawl out fat
Your teeth fall in and your eyes pop out,
Your brains come trickling down your snout.
Then you turn disgustingly green
Your skin as slimy as whipping cream.
So next time you see the hearse go by
Watch out!
You may be the next (pause)
To (pause)
Die!
When Johnny Comes Marching Home
Intended for:
All Scouts
When Johnny Comes Marching Home Again,
Hurrah! Hurrah!
We'll give him a hearty welcome then
Hurrah! Hurrah!
The men will cheer and the boys will shout
The ladies they will all turn out
And we'll all feel gay,
When Johnny comes marching home.
Lyrics:
The old church bell will peal with joy
Hurrah! Hurrah!
To welcome home our darling boy
Hurrah! Hurrah!
The village lads and lassies say
With roses they will strew the way,
And we'll all feel gay
Get ready for the Jubilee,
Hurrah! Hurrah!
We'll give the hero three times three,
Hurrah! Hurrah!
The laurel wreath is ready now
To place upon his loyal brow
And we'll all feel gay
Where Have All the Tigers Gone?
Intended for:
All Scouts
Notes:
Tune: Where have all the flowers gone?
Lyrics:
Where have all the Tigers gone, long time growing
Where have all the Tigers gone, in just a year
Where have all the Tigers gone,
Gone to Cub Scouts every one
They've got so much to learn,
They've got so much to learn.
Where have all the Cub Scouts gone, growing up so fast,
Where have all the Cub Scouts gone, it took three years.
Where have all the Cub Scouts gone,
Gone to Webelos every one.
There's still some more to learn,
There's still some more to learn.
Where have all the Webelos gone, no longer little boys,
Where have all the Webelos gone, fifth grade was last fall.
Where have all the Webelos gone
Gone to Boy Scouts every one.
It's a great adventure,
It's a great adventure.
Where have all the Boy Scouts gone, young men standing tall,
Where have all the Boy Scouts gone, eighteen draws near.
Where have all the Boy Scouts gone,
To fly with Eagles every one.
We love to be Boy Scouts,
We love to be BOY SCOUTS!
Where Oh Where Are You Tonight?
Intended for:
All Scouts
Where, oh where, are you tonight?
Why did you leave me here all alone?
I fixed the kids dinner and they are in bed now.
Since you found Scouting, you're never at home.
Lyrics:
When I started Scouting, all they ever told me
Was "Go with the boys, and have lots of fun."
Now all that I do is go to Scout meetings.
It seems like I'm always the one on the run.
One day I was told to try basic training.
I went 'cuz it sounded like lots of fun.
Now I am in charge of all of the training.
Oh, Heaven help me! Now what have I done!!??!!
So sorry you missed your kid's graduation.
Maybe his wedding will bring you back home.
Woodbadge was something that I'd never heard of.
Worked for those beads 'till blue in my face.
One day I came home and she was spring cleaning:
She threw out those beads on that old shoelace!!
Your oldest daughter just had her first son.
Should I tell her now of all that's she's in for?
Her life in Scouting has only begun.
Yankee Doodle
Intended for:
Notes:
All Scouts
The Tune:
Yankee Doodle went to town
A-riding on a pony
Stuck a feather in his hat
And called it macaroni.
Lyrics:
Yankee Doodle, keep it up
Yankee Doodle dandy
Mind the music and the step
And with the girls be handy.
Father and I went down to camp
Along with Captain Gooding
And there we saw the men and boys
As thick as hasty pudding.
Yankee Doodle dandy
There was Captain Washington
Upon a slapping stallion
A-giving orders to his men
I guess there was a million.
Yankee Doodle dandy
Yellow Rose of Texas
Intended for:
All Scouts
Notes:
The Tune:
Lyrics:
There's a yellow rose in Texas,
that I am going to see,
Nobody else could miss her,
not half as much as me.
She cried so when I left her,
it like to broke my heart,
And if I ever find her,
we nevermore will part.
She's the sweetest little rosebud
that Texas ever knew,
Her eyes are bright as diamonds,
they sparkle like the dew;
You may talk about your Clementine,
and sing of Rosalee,
But the yellow rose of Texas
is the only girl for me.
When the Rio Grande is flowing,
the starry skies are bright,
She walks along the river
in the quiet summer night:
I know that she remembers,
when we parted long ago,
I promise to return again,
and not to leave her so.
Oh now I'm going to find her,
for my heart is full of woe,
And we'll sing the songs together,
that we sung so long ago
We'll play the bango gaily,
and we'll sing the songs of yore,
And the yellow rose of Texas
shall be mine forevermore.
Yodeler on a Mountain So High
A Favorite Song
Notes:
This is a hard one to learn without seeing someone do it. It is an add
add-on of words,
motions, and sounds and is great fun at a campfire.
1. There once was a yodeler on a mountain so high,
When along came a (cuckoo bird) interrupting his cry.
Ho - leeeee - aaaah,
ho-lee-ah cu-kee--ah, ho-lee-ah ( cuckoo )
Ho-lee-ah, cu-kee
kee-ah, ho-lee-ah ( cuckoo )
Ho-lee-ah, cu-kee
kee-ah, oooooh.
Motions:
Ho - leeeee - aaaah, [Rapidly slap knees]
ho-lee-ah [slap
lap knees once], cu
cu-kee-ah [clap], ho-lee-ah
ah [slap knees once],
cuckoo [snap fingers]
When along came an (avalanche) interrupting his cry.
Lyrics:
ho-lee-ah cu-kee--ah, ho-lee-ah ( cuckoo, Swish! ) [swoosh your hands down]
Ho-lee-ah, cu-kee
kee-ah, ho-lee-ah ( cuckoo, Swish! )
Ho-lee-ah, cu-kee
kee-ah, oooooh.
When along came a (grizzly bear) interrupting his cry.
ho-lee-ah cu-kee--ah, ho-lee-ah
ah ( cuckoo, Swish!, Grrr! ) [add hands like claws]
Ho-lee-ah, cu-kee
kee-ah, ho-lee-ah ( cuckoo, Swish!, Grrr! )
Ho-lee-ah, cu-kee
kee-ah, oooooh.
4. St. Bernard (woof, woof) [add drooping hands]
5. Jersey Cow (squirt squirt) [milk a cow]
6. Pretty
tty Maid (kiss kiss)
7. Her Father (bang bang) [shoot gun]
8. Girl Scout (COOO
(COOO-KIES) [huge smile]
9. Butterfly (flutter flutter) [flutter hands like wings]
10. Boogie Man (Boo!) [wave arms in air]
11. Scoutmaster (just silence) [make Scout sign]
12. Road Runner (beep, beep) [fling hand fast across like a bullet]
You Gotta Sing
Intended for:
Cub Scouts
You gotta sing when your spirit says sing,
You gotta sing when your spirit says sing,
When your spirit says sing, you gotta sing right along
You gotta sing when your spirit says sing.
You gotta shout when your spirit says shout,
You gotta shout when your spirit says shout,
When your spirit says shout, you gotta shout right out loud,
You gotta shout when your spirit says shout.
Lyrics:
You gotta wiggle when your spirit says wiggle,
You gotta wiggle when your spirit says wiggle,
When your spirit says wiggle, you gotta wiggle like a worm,
You gotta wiggle when your spirit says wiggle.
You gotta shake when your spirit says shake,
You gotta shake when your spirit says shake,
When your spirit says shake, you gotta shake like a snake,
You gotta shake when your spirit says shake.
You gotta dance when your spirit says dance,
You gotta dance when your spirit says dance,
When your spirit says dance, you gotta dance right along
You gotta dance when your spirit says dance.
Zulu Warrior
Notes:
It sounds cool when 50 scouts are singing it, but I don't know where there's any
tune recorded.
Lyrics:
I cuma zimba zimba zia
I cuma zimba zimba zee
I cuma zimba zimba zia
I cuma zimba zimba zee
See him there, Zulu warrior
See him there, Zulu chief chief chief chief
(Sung in a round - half doing the 'I cuma' while the other half does 'See him
there')
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