Songs Campfire Songs III
Useful Links
A list of useful song linksDownloadable Material
Boom Chicka Boom
I says a-boom-chick-a-boom! [Group echoes.]
I says a-boom-chick-a-boom! [Group echoes.]
I says a-boom-chick-a-rock-a-chick-a-rock-a-chick-a-boom!
[Group echoes.]
Uh-huh! [Group echoes.]
On Yeah! [Group echoes.]
This time! [Group echoes.]
We sing! [Group echoes.]
HIGHER!
Each time a leader adds a different variation such as: LOWER,
WHISPER, LOUDER, TONGUE-IN-CHEEK, SEXY, GROOVY (COOL).
Doodley Doo
Please sing to me that sweet melody
Called doodley doo, doodley doo.
I like the rest,
but the part I like best
Goes doodley doo, doodley doo.
It’s the simplest thing
there isn’t much to it
I like it so, wherever I go,
It’s doodley doodley doo.
Come on and waddaly atcha, waddaly atcha
Waddaly o, waddaly o
Waddaly atcha, waddaly atcha
Waddaly o, waddaly o
It’s the simplest thing
there isn’t much to it
I like it so, wherever I go,
It’s doodl ey doodley doo.
Actions
slap knees twice, clap hands twice
pass the right hand over the left hand twice
pass the left hand over the right hand twice
touch the nose with the right hand twice, then
touch the left shoulder with the right hand and leave it there.
touch the nose with the left hand, then
touch the right shoulder with the left hand and leave it there.
tap the shoulders twice
put both hands in the air and snap fingers twice
slap knees twice, clap hands twice
Froggie!
Dog.
Dog, cat.
Dog, cat, mouse.
Froggie!
Itsy bitsy, teeny weeny little bitty froggie.
Jump, jump, jump, little froggie.
Spiders and flies are scrum-deli-icious.
Ribbit, Ribbit, Ribbit, Ribbit, Ribbit, Ribbit, Ribbit,
Croak.
Actions: Set up a clap/lap-slapping rhythm, and repeat each line
after the leader. On the first run-through, do it slowly; with each
repetition go faster, until the audience tires.
Hey Lollee
This song is meant to be made up by the singers as you go along.
But if you decide to play it this way, you might want to sing a
chorus between each verse to let the next person think up some lines.
Hey Lollee, lollee,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
Hey Lollee, lollee,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
This is a crazy kind of song,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
You make it up as you go along,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
When calypso singers sing this song,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
It sometimes lasts the whole day long,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
First you invent a simple rhyme,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
Then another one to rhyme,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
While you catch on I’ll sing a verse,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
Then you do one that’s even worse,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
I know a girl named Emily, (or use another name that rhymes)
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
She sings “Hey Lollee” in just one key,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
Tonight we’ve chosen another key,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
You won’t be hearing from Emily,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
S/he sings “Hey Lollee” day and night,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
It never seems to come out right,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
I know a man name Mr. Jones,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
When he sings, everybody groans,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
The singer you fast the getter it’s tuff,
Hey Lollee , lollee, lo.
To line up makes that you won’t muff,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
Let’s put this song back on the shelf,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
if you want anymore you can sing it yourself,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
I Wish I Was
[Tune: If You’re Happy]
Oh, a little stripe-ed skunk.
Oh, I wish I was a little stripe-ed skunk.
I would sit up in the tree-sies, and perfume all the
breezies.
Oh, I wish I was a little stripe-ed skunk.
Mosquito-Oh, I’d itchy and I’d bitey, under everybody’s
nighty.
Cake of Soap-Oh, I’d slippy and I’d slidey over everybody’s
hidey.
Fishy in the Sea-Oh, wouldn’t I look cute, without my bathing
suit.
English Sparrow-Oh, I’d sit up in the steeple, and spit on
all the people.
Bog o’ Mud-Oh, I’d oozy and I’d goozy into everybody’s
shoesie.
Slippery Root-Oh, I’d stick up in the trail, and I’d flop
you on your tail.
Candle Flame-Oh, I’d be so very bright, and go out every night.
Safety Pin-And everything that’s busted, I would hold until
I rusted.
Can of Soda-I’d go down with a slurp, and come up with a burp.
Kangaroo-Oh, I’d hippy and I’d hoppy inside my mommy’s
pockie.
Spoon of Castor Oil-Oh, I’d lubricate the chassies of all the
lads and lassies.
Sugar Bun-Oh, I’d slippy and I’d slidey into everyone’s
insides.
Juicy little orange-When you squeeze me, I would squirty onto everybody’s
shirty.
Foreign car-I would run and I’d speedy over slow pedestrians’
feety.
Water Bed-Oh, I’d wobble and I’d wiggle and make the sleepers
giggle.
If It’s Raining
If it’s raining and you know it clap your hands (twice).
[Repeat.]
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 (twice).
If the mud is only knee deep, stamp your feet (twice). [Repeat.]
If the mud is only knee deep, and you wish that it were hip deep,
If the mud is only knee deep, stamp your feet (twice).
If the wind is really blowing, shake your head (twice).
[Repeat.]
If the wind is really blowing, and your permanent is going,
If the wind is really blowing, shake your head (twice).
If the temperature is falling, rub your hands. [Repeat.]
If the temperature is falling, and your spirits are appalling,
If the temperature is falling, rub your hands.
If I Were Not a . . . Scout
[Tune: This is the Music Concert]
Now I’m a [Boy/Girl] Scout, as you can plainly see.
But if I weren’t a [Boy/Girl] Scout, . . .
1. A bird watcher I’d 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’d be
Two by four, nail it to the floor!
5. A secretary I’d be
z-z-z-z get the point, z-z-z-z get the point?
6. A teacher I would be
Sit down, shut up, throw away your gum!
7. An airline attendant I’d be
Coffee, tea, or me, sir; here’s your little bag, BLEH!
8. A typist I would be
Ticka, ticka, ticka, ticka, ticka, ticka, ZING!
9. A hippie I would be
Love and peace, my hair is full of grease!
10.A farmer I would be
Here’s a cow, there’s a cow, and here’s another yuck!
11.A laundry worker I would be
Starchy here, starchy there, starchy in your underwear!
12.A cashier I would be
Twenty nine, forty nine, here is your change, sir!
13.A gym teacher I’d be
We must, we must, improve the bust!
14.A medic I would be
Turn around, drop your pants, jab, jab, jab!
15.A doctor I would be
Take a pill; pay my bill! I’m going golfing!
16.An electrician I would be
Positive, negative; turn on the juice-ZZZT!
17.A fireman I would be
Jump lady! Jump lady! Whoo-ooah! GOTCHA!
18.A cook I would be
Mix it, bake it; heartburn-BURP!
19.A ice cream maker I’d be
Tutti-frutti, tutti-fruitti, nice ice cream!
20.A politician I would be
Raise the taxes, lower the pay, vote for me on election day!
21.A butcher I would be
Chop it up, grind it up, make a little patty!
22.A garbage collector I’d be
Lift it, dump it, sort out the goodies!
23.A [Domino’s] pizza maker I’d be
30 minute, fast delivery!
24.A clam digger I would be
Dig one here, dig one there-Oh my frozen derriere!
25.Superman I would be
It’s a bird, it’s a plane, where is Lois Lane?
26.Lois Lane I would be
Get away, get away, get away, Clark Kent!
27.A cyclist I would be
peddle, peddle, peddle, peddle; ring, ring, ring!
28.A truck driver I’d be
Here’s a curve, there’s a curve. HERE’S A BETTER
CURVE! [Makes outline of shapely woman.]
29.A house cleaner I’d be
Ooh, a bug; squish it in the rug!
30.A baby [toddler] I would be
Mama, Dada, I wuv you!
31.A Preacher I would be
Well, well, you never can tell; you might go to heaven, or you might
go to hell!
Finally: A [Opposite organization] Scout I would be!
My Aunt Came Back
My Aunt came back from old Algiers;
She brought to me a pair of shears.
. . . from old Japan . . . a hand-made fan.
. . . from Holland too . . . a wooden shoe. [stomp foot]
. . . from Kalamazoo . . . some gum to chew.
. . . from the Belgian fair . . . a rocking chair.
. . . when she was able . . . a ping pong table. [turn head from
side to side]
. . . from the Hebrides . . . some itchy fleas. [squirm]
. . . from the Argentine . . . a sewing machine.
. . . from Timbuktu . . . some nuts like you!
At the end of each stanza, add a suitable motion for the audience
to do (standing). As the motions accumulate the audience has an
increasingly difficult time doing them all the same time, hence
the appropriateness of the last stanza.
Three Wood Pigeons
Three wood pigeons, three wood pigeons,
Three wood pigeons sitting in a tree.
LEADER: Look! One has flown away!
GROUP: Aww! Wailing
Two wood pigeons, two wood pigeons, etc.
LEADER: Look! Another has flown!
GROUP: Oh-h-h! Louder wailing
One wood pigeon, one wood pigeon, etc.
LEADER: Oh-oh! There goes the last one!
GROUP: Oh-h-h! Very loud wailing
No wood pigeons, no wood pigeons, etc.
LEADER: But, wait! One has returned!
GROUP: Ah-h! Joyfully
One wood pigeon, one wood pigeon, etc.
LEADER: Now, another has returned!
GROUP:Loud cheers
Two wood pigeons, two wood pigeons, etc.
LEADER: Hurray! The third one has returned!
GROUP: Tremendous cheers
Three wood pigeons, three wood pigeons, etc. Rapidly and enthusiastically
Actions: Choose three persons to represent the pigeons. On cue,
these ‘fly’ off (or in) with comical antics.
Wading
(Tune: Battle Hymn of the Republic)
She waded in the water and she got her ankles wet.
She waded in the water and she got her ankles wet.
She waded in the water and she got her ankles wet.
But she didn’t get her (clap, clap) wet.
Glory, glory, Hallelujah;
Glory, glory, Hallelujah;
Glory, glory, Hallelujah;
She didn’t get her (clap , clap) wet, yet.
2. knees
3. thighs
4. She waded in the water and she finally got it wet.
She finally got her bathing suit wet.
My Bonnie Lies Over the Ocean
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.
Bring back, bring back, Oh bring back my Bonnie to me, to me; [Repeat.]
Action: As you sing each word beginning with the letter B, change
from a standing to a sitting position and vice versa. All should
be standing at the end of the song. When you have mastered these
movements, sing it again, faster.
My Hat It Has Three Corners
My hat it has three corners,
Three corners has my hat,
And had it not three corners,
It would not be my hat.
The first time, sing all the words. The second time, touch the top
of the head instead of saying the word, “hat.” The third
time, also hold up three fingers instead of saying the word, “three.”
The fourth time, keep all the previous actions and hold up an elbow
instead of saying the word, “corners.”
This Old Man
This old man, he plays one,
He plays knick-knack on my thumb.
With a knick-knack, paddy-wack, give a dog a bone.
This old man goes rolling home.
Two-on my shoe. [Tap shoe.]
Three-on my knee. [Tap on knee.]
Four-on the floor. [Touch the floor.]
Five-on my hive. [Move hands as if brushing bees away]
Six-on my sticks. [Tap knuckles of other hand.]
Seven-up to Devon. [Shake fist.]
Eight-on my pate. [Tap top of head.]
Nine-on my spine. [Touch backbone.]
Ten-now and then. [Raise hands shoulder high, open and close fists
in rhythm.]
Junior Birdmen
[Tune: On Brave Old Army Team]
Up in the air, Junior Birdmen; up in the air, upside down,
Up in the air, Junior Birdmen; with your noses to the ground.
And when you hear the grand announcement: that your wings are made
of tin.
Well, then you know, Junior Birdmen, it’s time to send your
box tops in.
For it takes: 5 box tops, 4 bottle bottoms, 3 coupons, 2 wrappers,
and one thin dime!
Actions: Make a face mask each time you sing the words, “Junior
Birdmen” by lacing your fingers. Then, with thumbs under the
chin, twist your hands outwards so that you make goggles for the
eyes. On “Upside down,” perform a jet plane swoop outstretched
arms. On “Ground,” bring the swooping arms as near to
the ground as possible.
Ham and Eggs
Ham and eggs, ham and eggs,
I like mine fried nice and brown,
I like mine fried upside down.
Ham and eggs, ham and eggs,
Flip ‘em, flop ‘em, flop ‘em, flip ‘em; ham
and eggs!
Variation: Divide group in two and alternatively sing phases between
the punctuation. All sing the last “ham and eggs.”
Music Concert
In this song, the sound of each instrument is added to the
previous one after each verse.
This is the music concert from the fatherland. [Audience repeat.]
And I play the viola . . . .Vio-vio-vio-la, vio-vio-vio-la, vio-vio-vio-la,
vio-vio-vio-la.
And I play the piano . . . . Plink, plink, plink-plink-plink…
And I play the bass drum . . . . Boom, boom. boom-boom-boom…
And I play the trumpet . . . . Ta, ta, ta-ta-ta, etc.
And I play the tuba . . . . Oompah, oopah-pah, etc.
And I play the bagpipes . . . . Gnaa, gnaa, gnaa-na-na, etc.
And I play the bass violin . . . . Zoom, zoom, zoom-zoom-zoom..
And I am the conductor . . . . [Make the motions of a conductor.]
Quartermaster’s Store
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.]
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.
Owls . . . shredding paper towels.
Apes . . . eating all the grapes.
Turtles . . . wearing rubber girdles.
Bear . . . with curlers in its hair.
Buffalos . . . with hair between their toes.
Foxes . . . stuffed in little boxes.
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.
Oh You Can’t Get to Heaven
Oh the Deacon went down, to the cellar to pray.
But he fell asleep, and stayed all day.
[Repeat.]
I Ain’t gonna grieve my Lord no more.
Chorus
I Ain’t gonna grieve my Lord no more.
I Ain’t gonna grieve my Lord no more.
I Ain’t gonna grieve my Lord no more.
Oh you can’t get to heaven, in a rocking chair.
‘Cause the Lord don’t allow, no lazybones there. etc.
Oh you can’t get to heaven, in a [name of person]’s car.
‘Cause the gosh darn thing, won’t go that far. etc.
Oh you can’t get to heaven, in a [name of person]’s boat.
‘Cause the gosh darn thing, won’t even float. etc.
Oh you can’t get to heaven, on water skis.
‘Cause the Lord don’t allow, no hairy knees. etc.
Oh you can’t get to heaven, on roller skates.
‘Cause you’ll roll right by those pearly gates. etc.
Oh you can’t get to heaven in a limousine,
‘Cause the Lord don’t sell no gasoline. etc.
Oh you can’t get to heaven on a motor bike,
‘Cause you’ll get halfway, then you’ll have to hike.
etc.
Oh you can’t get to heaven in a supersonic jet,
‘Cause the Lord ain’t got no runways yet. etc.
Oh you can’t get to heaven with powder and paint,
‘Cause it makes you look like what you ain’t. etc.
Oh you can’t get to heaven in a strapless gown,
‘Cause the gosh darn thing might fall right down. etc.
Oh you can’t get to heaven in [name of person]’s pants,
‘Cause [name of person]’s pants are full of ants. etc.
Oh you can’t chew terbaccy on the golden shore,
‘Cause the Lord don’t have no cuspidor. etc.
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. etc.
Oh one fine day, and it won’t be long,
You’ll look for me, and I’ll be gone. etc.
Oh if you get to heaven, before I do.
Just bore a hole, and pull me through. etc.
Well if I get to heaven, before you do.
I’ll plug that hole, with shavings and glue. etc.
That’s all there is, there ain’t no more.
Saint Peter said, as he closed the door. etc.
Oh there’s one more thing I forgot to tell,
If you don’t go to heaven, you’ll go to hell. etc.
Fast Food
This is an action song the actions will be given at the end The
tune to this is a ram sam sam
Pizza Hut a Pizza Hut
Kentucky Fried Chicken and a Pizza Hut
Pizza Hut a Pizza Hut
Kentucky Fried Chicken and a Pizza Hut
McDonald McDonalds
Kentucky Fried Chicken and a Pizza Hut
A Burger King a Burger King
Long John Silvers and a Burger King
A Burger King a Burger King
Long John Silvers and a Burger King
Red Lobster Red Lobster
Long John Silvers and a Burger King
Dairy Queen A Dairy Queen
Chucky Cheese and a Dairy Queen
Dairy Queen A Dairy Queen
Chucky Cheese and a Dairy Queen
Roy Rogers Roy Rogers
Chucky Cheese and a Dairy Queen
Actions
Pizza Hut - Make shape of a hut in the air.
Kentucky Fried- Flap elbows up and down in the manner of a demented
chicken.
McDonalds - Put hands on top of head and bring out and down to produce
the “Golden Arches”.
Burger King - Put hands on head with fingers up to make a crown
Long John Silver - mimic sword play
Red Lobster - hold up arms and bring fingers down on thumbs like
lobster claws snapping
Dairy Queen - mimic milking a cow
Chuckey Cheese - mimic throwing up a pizza
Roy Rogers - mimic riding a horse
Bingo Was His Name-o
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, and Bingo was his name-o.
Sing song through six times, the first time just spelling out
the name BINGO; second time, clap the ‘B’ and spell out
the last four letters; third time, clap the ‘B’ and the
‘I’ and spell out the last three letters; etc., until
all five letters are clapped out.
Bringing Home A Baby Bumblebee
[This song cycles so that certain verses can be repeated until the singers tire of it.]
I’m bringing home a baby bumblebee,
Won’t my Mommy be so proud of me,
I’m bringing home a baby bumblebee,
Ooh, he stung me!
I’m squashing up my baby bumblebee,
.
.
.
Ooh, now its all over my hands!
I’m licking off my baby bumblebee
.
.
.
Ooh, that made me sick!
I’m throwing up my baby bumblebee
.
.
.
Ooh, now the floor is all messy!
I’m scraping up my baby bumblebee
.
.
.
Ooh, he stung me a again!
Variations :
I’m bringing home a baby rattlesnake,
Won’t my darling Mommy really shake.
.
.
.
Ooh, he bit me!
I’m stomping on my baby rattlesnake, etc.
I’m bringing home a baby grizzly bear,
Won’t my Mommy beat it out of there.
.
.
.
[One suggested scenario involves shooing off the bear; having to
clean up after the mess (scat) left behind, and finally bring the
bear back to clean up after itself.]
Father Abraham
Father Abraham had seven sons sir.
Seven sons sir had Father Abraham.
And they never laughed, and they never cried,
All the did was go like this: with a left (arm moving) . . . .
. . . With a left (arm) and a right (arm).
Finally: . . . with a left and a right, and a left (leg) and a
right (leg), and a nod, and a wiggle.
Goin’ On a Lion Hunt
[Audience echoes each line and sets up clap/lap-slapping rhythm.]
Goin’ on a lion hunt.
Goin to catch a big one.
I’m not afraid.
Look, what’s up ahead?
Mud!
Can’t go over it.
Can’t go under it.
Can’t go around it.
Gotta go through it. [Make sloshing sounds and move hands as if
slogging.]
Sticks. [Snap fingers.]
Tree. [Make gestures climbing up and down.]
Gate. [Make gate-opening gestures.]
River. [make swimming gestures.]
Cave. [Go in it and find lion. Reverse all motions quicky to get
home.]
Head, Shoulders, Knees and Toes
Head and shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes.
Head and shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes.
Eye and ears, and a mouth and a nose.
Head and shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes.
Touch the appropriate body part each time it’s mentioned. Second
time: don’t say the word ‘head’ aloud, but still
touch it. Each verse thereafter, add another body part that you
touch but don’t mention aloud.
Singing in the Rain
We’re singing in the rain, just singing in the rain.
What a glorious feeling, we’re happy again.
Thumbs up! [Group echoes.]
Toot-ta-ta-da, toot-ta-ta-da, toot-DA-DA. [Group echoes.]
Add each of the following, in turn:
Elbows in
Knees bent
Toes together
Buns back
Chest out
Chin down
Tongue out
The Little Green Frog
Um-ah [with the tongue], went the little green frog one day.
Um-ah, went the little green frog.
Um-ah, went the little green frog one day.
And the frog he went um-ah, um-ah, ah.
ka-yunk, went the little green frog one day.
ka-yunk, went the little green frog.
ka-yunk, went the little green frog one day.
And his eyes went yenk, yank, yunk. [Make eye-popping gestures with
hands.]
Way Over the Irish Sea
When I was one, I had just begun
The day I went to sea
I climbed aboard a pirate ship and the captain said to me,
“We’ll go this way, that way, forward and back
Way over the Irish Sea.
A bottle of Coke to soothe my throat,
And that’s the life for me.
Da, da, dum; da, da, dum . . .
When I was two, I tied my shoe . . .
When I was three, I bumped my knee . . .
When I was four, I shut the door . . .
When I was five, I was still alive . . .
When I was six, I gathered sticks . . .
When I was seven, I was almost in heaven . . .
When I was eight, I closed the gate . . .
When I was nine, I was feeling fine . . .
When I was ten, I started over again . . .
[Suggested motions: “...climbed aboard...” {as if climbing
up the side of a ship} “...the captain said...” {give
salute}
“We’ll go...” {bend at the waist; first left, right,
for ward, and back} “...over the Irish Sea.” {make waves
with hand} “...bottle of coke...” {as if chugging a soft
drink} “...to soothe my throat...” {touch throat with
hand} “...that’s the life...” {slap knee and raise
hand} “...da, da, dum...” {step forward, step back}
Quartermaster’s Store
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.]
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.
Owls . . . shredding paper towels.
Apes . . . eating all the grapes.
Turtles . . . wearing rubber girdles.
Bear . . . with curlers in its hair.
Buffalos . . . with hair between their toes.
Foxes . . . stuffed in little boxes.
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.
Oh You Can’t Get to Heaven
Oh the Deacon went down, to the cellar to pray.
But he fell asleep, and stayed all day.
[Repeat.]
I Ain’t gonna grieve my Lord no more.
Chorus
I Ain’t gonna grieve my Lord no more.
I Ain’t gonna grieve my Lord no more.
I Ain’t gonna grieve my Lord no more.
Oh you can’t get to heaven, in a rocking chair.
‘Cause the Lord don’t allow, no lazybones there. etc.
Oh you can’t get to heaven, in a [name of person]’s car.
‘Cause the gosh darn thing, won’t go that far. etc.
Oh you can’t get to heaven, in a [name of person]’s boat.
‘Cause the gosh darn thing, won’t even float. etc.
Oh you can’t get to heaven, on water skis.
‘Cause the Lord don’t allow, no hairy knees. etc.
Oh you can’t get to heaven, on roller skates.
‘Cause you’ll roll right by those pearly gates. etc.
Oh you can’t get to heaven in a limousine,
‘Cause the Lord don’t sell no gasoline. etc.
Oh you can’t get to heaven on a motor bike,
‘Cause you’ll get halfway, then you’ll have to hike.
etc.
Oh you can’t get to heaven in a supersonic jet,
‘Cause the Lord ain’t got no runways yet. etc.
Oh you can’t get to heaven with powder and paint,
‘Cause it makes you look like what you ain’t. etc.
Oh you can’t get to heaven in a strapless gown,
‘Cause the gosh darn thing might fall right down. etc.
Oh you can’t get to heaven in [name of person]’s pants,
‘Cause [name of person]’s pants are full of ants. etc.
Oh you can’t chew terbaccy on the golden shore,
‘Cause the Lord don’t have no cuspidor. etc.
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. etc.
Oh one fine day, and it won’t be long,
You’ll look for me, and I’ll be gone. etc.
Oh if you get to heaven, before I do.
Just bore a hole, and pull me through. etc.
Well if I get to heaven, before you do.
I’ll plug that hole, with shavings and glue. etc.
That’s all there is, there ain’t no more.
Saint Peter said, as he closed the door. etc.
Oh there’s one more thing I forgot to tell,
If you don’t go to heaven, you’ll go to hell. etc.
Turkey in the Straw
Oh, as I was a goin’ down the road,
With a tired team and a heavy load,
I cracked my whip and leader sprung,
I says good-day to the wagon tongue.
Chorus
Turkey in the straw, turkey in the hay, [Repeat.]
Roll ‘em up and twist ‘em up a high tuckahaw,
And play a little tune called ‘Turkey in the Straw.’
Oh, I jumped in the seat, and I gave a little yell,
The horses ran away, broke the wagon all to hell,
Sugar in the gourd and honey in the horn,
I never been so happy since the day I was born.
Oh, I went out to milk, and I didn’t know how,
I milked the goat instead of the cow.
A monkey sittin’ on a pile of straw,
A-winkin’ his eyes at his mother-in-law.
Well, I met Mr. Catfish comin’ down stream,
Says Mr. Catfish, “What do you mean?”
I caught Mr. Catfish by the snout,
And I turned Mr. Catfish wrong side out.
Well, I came to a river and I couldn’t get across,
So I paid five dollars for a blind old hoss;
He wouldn’t go ahead, and he wouldn’t stand still,
So we went up and down like an old saw mill.
As I came down the new cut road,
I met Mr. Bullfrog, I met Miss Toad,
And every time Miss Toad would sing,
Old Bullfrog cut a pigeon wing.
Oh, I had an old hen and she had a wooden leg,
She was the best darn hen that ever laid an egg;
She laid more eggs than any hen on the farm,
And a little competition didn’t do her any harm.
Well, if frogs had wings and snakes had hair
And automobiles went flying through the air;
Well, if watermelons grew on a huckleberry vine,
We’d all have winter in the summertime.
Blow, Ye Winds
Oh, a ship was all rigg’d and ready for sea,
And all of her sailors were fishes to be.
Chorus
So, blow ye winds westerly, westerly blow.
We’re bound for the south’ard, so steady she goes.
Oh, first came the herring, the kind of the sea,
He jumped on the poop, “I’ll be captain,” said he.
The next was a flat fish, they call him the skate:
“If you be the captain, why, sure, I’m the mate.”
The next came the hake, as black as a rook.
Says he, “I’m no sailor, I’ll ship as the cook.”
The next came the shark, with his two rows of teeth:
“Cook mind the cabbage, and I’ll mind the beef.”
And then came the codfish, with his chuckle head,
He jumped in the chains, began heaving the lead.
The next came the flounder, as flat as the ground:
“Damn your eyes, chuckhead, mind how you sound.”
The next comes the mack’rel with his striped back,
He jumped to the waist for to board the main tack.
And then came the sprat, the smallest of all,
He jumped on the poop, and cried, “Main topsail haul!”
Cannibal King, Medley
Oh, a cannibal king with a big nose ring, fell in love with a dusky
maid,
And every night by the pale moonlight, across the lake he came.
Oh, a hug and a kiss for his cannibal miss, in the shade of the
old palm tree,
Whenever they met, they sang a duet, that sounded like this to me:
Bar-rumph [kiss, kiss], bar-rumph [kiss, kiss], bar-rumph ti di
a di aye,
Bar-rumph [kiss, kiss], bar-rumph [kiss, kiss], bar-rumph ti di
a di aye.
We’ll build a bungalow, big enough for two,
Big enough for two, my honey, big enough for two, wa, wa, wa,
When we are married, happy we’ll be,
Under the bamboo, under the bamboo tree,
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!
If you’ll be M-I-N-E mine, I’ll be T-H-I-N-E thine,
And I’ll L-O-V-E love you all the T-I-M-E time;
You are the B-E-S-T best of all the R-E-S-T rest,
And I’ll L-O-V-E love you all the T-I-M-E,
Wrap ‘em up, stack ‘em up, any old time.
Cheese
It’s cheese, it’s cheese, it’s cheese that makes
the mice go round.
It’s cheese, it’s cheese, it’s cheese that makes
the mice go round.
It’s cheese, it’s cheese, it’s cheese that makes
the mice go round.
It’s cheese that makes the mice go round.
It’s mice, it’s mice, it’s mice that make the cats
go round . . .
It’s cats, it’s cats, it’s cats that make the dogs
go round. . . .
It’s dogs, it’s dogs, it’s dogs that make the boys
go round. . . .
It’s boys, it’s boys, it’s boys that make the girls
go round. . . .
It’s girls, it’s girls, it’s girls that make the
love go round. . . .
It’s love, it’s love, it’s love that make the world
go round. . .
And so you see: it’s really cheese;
It’s cheese, it’s cheese that makes the world go round.
. . .
Dese Bones gonna Rise Again
The Lord he though he’d make a man,
Dese bones gonna rise again.
Took a little bit of water and a little bit of sand,
Dese bones gonna rise again.
Chorus
I know it, brother, [Repeat twice more.]
Dese bones gonna rise again!
He thought he’d make a woman too,
Dese bones gonna rise again.
Didn’t know ‘xactly what to do.
Dese bones gonna rise again.
Took a rib from Adam’s side,
Dese bones gonna rise again.
Made Miss Eve for to be his bride.
Dese bones gonna rise again.
Put ‘em in a garden rich and fair,
Dese bones gonna rise again.
Told ‘em they could eat whatever was there.
Dese bones gonna rise again.
But to one tree they must not go,
Dese bones gonna rise again.
Must leave the apples there to grow.
Dese bones gonna rise again.
Serpent, he came ‘round the trunk,
Dese bones gonna rise again.
At miss Eve, his eye he wunk.
Dese bones gonna rise again.
He said, “Those apples taste mighty fine.
Dese bones gonna rise again.
Just take one, the Lord won’t mind.”
Dese bones gonna rise again.
De Lord, he came a-wanderin round,
Dese bones gonna rise again.
Spied dem peelings on de ground.
Dese bones gonna rise again.
You ate my apples, I believe?
Dese bones gonna rise again.
‘T wasn’t me Lord, I spect twas Eve.
Dese bones gonna rise again.
The Lord he rose up in his wrath,
Dese bones gonna rise again.
Told ‘em to beat it down the path.
Dese bones gonna rise again.
He put a angel at the door,
Dese bones gonna rise again.
Told them not to come no more.
Dese bones gonna rise again.
Down in the Valley
Down in the valley, the valley so low,
Hang your head over, hear the winds blow.
Hear the winds blow, dear, hear the winds blow.
Hang your head over, hear the winds blow.
Down in the valley, walking between,
Telling our story, here’s what it means.
Here’s what it means, dear, here’s what it means,
Telling our story, here’s what it means.
Roses love sunshine, violets love dew,
Angels in heaven know I love you;
Know I love you, dear, know I love you,
Angels in heaven know I love you.
Build me a castle forty feet high,
So I can see him as he rides by;
As he rides by, dear, as he rides by,
So I can see him as he rides by.
Writing this letter, containing three lines,
Answer my question, “Will you be mine?”
“Will you be mine, dear, will you be mine,”
Answer my question, “Will you be mine?”
If you don’t love me, love whom you please,
Throw your arms round me, give my heart ease.
Give my heart ease, dear, give my heart ease,
Throw your arms round me, give my heart ease.
Throw your arms round me, before it’s too late;
Throw your arms round me, feel my heart break.
Feel my heart break, dear, feel my heart break.
Throw your arms round me, feel my heart break.
Dummy Line
Chorus
On the dummy line, on the dummy line;
Rain or shine, I’ll pay my fine;
Rain or shine, I’ll pay my fine;
Ride, ride, riding on the dummy line.
I got on the train and didn’t have the fare,
The conductor said, “Whatcha doin’ there?”
He grabbed me by the collar and shoved me out the door.
Said, “I don’t want to see you on this line no more!”
Little Willy was home by himself.
Found a chocolate cake on the kitchen shelf.
Willy said, “If I eat this cake,
Sis won’t get a belly ache.”
Little Willy saw a mill saw buzz,
Didn’t know quite what it was,
Now his arm is full of nicks,
And, alas poor Willy, he’s cut in six.
Little Willy found some dynamite,
He didn’t understand it quite,
But curiosity never pays,
It rained Willy several days.
Little Willy coming home from school,
Spied a half a dollar at the foot of a mule.
Stooped down to pick it up, quiet as a mouse.
Funeral tomorrow at little Willy’s house!
Little birdie in the sky,
Dropped some whitewash in my eye.
Says I to me; says me to I,
“I’m sure glad that cows can’t fly!”
There was a boy by the name of Jack,
Pitched his tent on a railroad track.
Midnight express came around the bend.
What kind of flowers did you send?
There once was a doctor, his name was Peck,
He fell in a well and he broke his neck.
It served him right, for he should’ve known;
To tend to the sick and leave the well alone!
There once was a hunter, his name was O’Hare.
He was chased by a grizzly bear.
The people all thought he was out of his mind,
Running down the street with a bear behind!
There was an old witch by the name of Nan,
Who tried to pass as a good humor man.
Couldn’t fool the kids, they all stayed home
They would not buy from an ice cream crone.
My grandpa had a car, it was a Ford machine.
His whiskers came in handy for straining gasoline.
My grandma had a habit of chewing in her sleep.
She chewed on grandpa’s whiskers and dreamed of shredded wheat!
It’s An Insect World
It’s a world of centipedes, a world of moths,
It’s a world of katydids, a world of wasps
There’s so much that we share that it’s time we’re
aware,
It’s an insect world.
Chorus
It’s an insect covered world, [repeat twice].
It’s an insect world.
It’s a world of beetles, a world of fleas,
It’s a world of caterpillars, a world of bees,
In this world that we know there is so much to show,
It’s an insect world.
Lions and Tigers and Bears
[Tune: When Johnny Comes Marching Home]
When lions are roaming on the plain, hurrah, hurrah. [Repeat.]
When lions are roaming on the plain, we fall on our knees and pray
for rain.
Chorus
And we all go running up to the hills to get out of their
way,
Hey, hey, hey.
When tigers go stalking in the wood, . . .
All creatures do what they know they should.
When bears are growling loud and long, . . .
Everyone flees but the young and the strong.
When rhinos go marching to the lake, . . .
Trees do bend and the ground does shake.
Menu Song
Today is Monday, today is Monday.
Monday-Roast beef!
Is everybody happy? Well, I should say.
Today is Tuesday, today is Tuesday.
Tuesday-String beans!
Monday-Roast beef!
Is everybody happy? Well, I should say.
Continue in the same way, adding a new day each time and sing back
down to Monday with each verse:
Wednesday-Sou-oop!
Thursday-Meat loaf!
Friday-Fish day!
Saturday-Baked beans!
Sunday-Worship!
To add variety and interest, break up your audience into groups
and assign a specific day to each group. The group assigned to a
specific day stands while singing and sits while not. Everyone sings
“Is everybody happy . . . .”
On Top of Old Smoky
On top of old Smoky, all covered with snow,
I lost my true lover from courting too slow.
Now, courting is pleasure and parting is grief,
And a false-hearted lover is worse than a thief.
For 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 boy in a hundred a poor girl can trust.
They’ll hug you and kiss you and tell you more lies,
Than cross ties on a railroad or stars in the skies.
So, come all you young maidens and listen to me,
Never place your affection on a green willow tree.
For the leaves they will whither, and the roots they will
die,
You’ll all be forsaken and never know why.
Pass It On
It only takes a spark to get a fire going,
And soon all those around can warm up to its glowing,
That’s how it is with Scouting,
Once you’ve experienced it;
You spread your joy to everyone,
You want to pass it on.
What a wondrous time is spring when all the trees are budding,
The birds begin to sing, the flowers start their blooming.
That’s how it is with Scouting,
Once you’ve experienced it;
You want to sing, it’s fresh like spring,
You want to pass it on.
I wish for you my friend, this happiness that I’ve found,
You can come join in, it matters not where you’re bound,
I’ll shout it from the mountain tops
I want the world to know,
The joy of friends has come to me,
I want to pass it on.
Polly Wolly Doodle
Oh, I went down South for to see my Sal,
Sing Polly-Wolly-Doodle all day,
My Sally am a spunky gal,
Sing Polly-Wolly-Doodle all day.
Chorus
Fare thee well, fare thee well, fare thee well my fairy fay,
For I’m going to Louisiana, for to see my Susyanna,
Sing Polly-Wolly-Doodle all day.
Oh, my gal, Sal, she’s a maiden fair, . . .
With laughing eyes and curly hair, . . .
Oh, a grasshopper sat on a railroad track, . . .
A picking his teeth with a carpet tack, . . .
Oh, I went to bed but it weren’t no use, . . .
My feet stuck out for a chicken roost, . . .
Behind the barn, down on my knees, . . .
I thought I heard that chicken sneeze, . . .
He sneezed so hard with the whooping cough, . . .
He sneezed his head and tail right off, . . .
Ravioli
[Tune: Alouette]
Ravioli, I like ravioli; ravioli, it’s so good for me.
Leader: Do I have it in my hair?
Yes you have it in your hair.
Leader: In my hair? OHHH...
Ravioli, I like ravioli; ravioli, it’s so good for me.
Continue: Chin, tie, shirt, skirt(pants), shoes, floor. Repeat the
items mentioned with each verse sung.
Red River Valley
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
Scout Travelers
[Tune: Home on the Range]
Oh, give us a train or a boat or a plane,
That will carry . . . Scouts away;
To Paris or Rome, let us wander and roam,
And discover new things each day.
Relax on a trail, float over the waves all day,
Or glide through the clouds, far over the crowds,
But be home before five each day.
On a broomstick we’ll ride, in a rowboat we’ll glide;
In a rocket we’ll go to the moon,
And our trip will be fun but soon will be done,
Air pockets could end it too soon.
Up, up, and away; let us orbit the far distant sun,
Or deep on the floor of the sea let’s explore,
And as . . . Scouts we’ll always have fun.
The Cat Came Back
Old farmer Johnson had troubles of his own.
He had a yellow cat that wouldn’t leave him alone.
He tried and he tried to give that cat away;
Gave him to a man going very far away.
Chorus
But the cat came back, the very next day
Oh the cat came back, they thought he was a gonner,
But the cat came back, he just couldn’t stay away, away,
away.
Gave it to a man going way out west.
Told him to give it to the one he loved the best.
First the train jumped the track, then it slipped the rail.
No one is alive today to tell the sad detail.
Gave it to someone going up in a balloon.
Told him to give it to the man in the moon.
Balloon came down about 90 miles away;
But where the pilot is today I cannot say.
Gave it to a little boy with a dollar and a note.
Told him to go up the river in a little boat.
To tie a rope around its neck and a weight of 20 pounds.
Now they tell the tale of the little boy that drowned.
Man on the corner swore he’d shoot that cat on sight.
He loaded up his shotgun with nails and dynamite.
He waited and he waited for that cat to come around.
Nine-seven pieces of that man is all they found.
The bombs started dropping just the other day.
The missiles were fired in the very same way.
Russia went, China went, and the USA [Sobs].
The human race perished with hardly a chance to pray.
The Fox
Oh the fox went out on a chilly night, prayed for the moon to give
him light.
He had many a mile to go that night before he reached the town-o,
town-o, town-o.
He had many a mile to go that night before he reached the town-o.
So he ran ‘til he came to a great big pen, where the ducks
and the geese were kept therein.
He said “One of you is going to grease my chin before I leave
this town-o, etc. [Repeat with just one ‘town-o.’]
He grabbed a duck by the neck, swung a goose over his back.
He didn’t mind the ‘quack, quack, quack’ and the
legs all dangling down-o, etc. [Repeat with just one ‘down-o.’]
Well old mother flipper-flopper jumped out of bed, out the window
she popped her head.
She cried, “John, John, the gray goose is gone! And the fox
is on the town-o, etc. [Repeat with just one ‘town-o.’]
So John, he ran to the top of the hill, blew his whistle so loud
and shrill.
Fox, he said, “I better flee with my kill or they’ll soon
be on my trail-o” etc. [Repeat with just one ‘trail-o.’]
Well, he ran ‘til he came to his cozy den, there were the little
ones - eight, nine ten.
They said, “Daddy, better go back again ‘cause it must
be a might fine town-o, etc. [Repeat with just one ‘town-o.’]
Then the fox and his wife, without any strife, cut up the goose
with a fork and a knife.
They never has such a supper in their life and the little one chewed
on the bones-o, etc. [Repeat with just one ‘bones-o.’]
The Ghost of Anne Bolelyn
Now in the Tower of London, large as life, (large as life)
The ghost of Anne Bolelyn walks, I declare. (I declare)
Now, Anne Bolelyn was once King Henry’s wife, (Henry’s
wife)
Until he had the axeman bob her hair. (bob her hair)
It happened many long years ago, (long years ago)
But she still comes back at night to tell him so. (tell him so)
Chorus
With her head tucked underneath her arm, she walks the bloody tower.
With her head tucked underneath her arm, at the midnight hour.
Oh, once in a while King Henry gives a spread, (gives a spread)
For all his pals and gals, a ghostly crew. (ghostly crew)
The axeman carves the meat and cuts the bread, (cuts the bread)
And in walks Anne Bolelyn to spoil the stew (spoil the stew)
She holds her head up high with a wild wa-whoop, [bloodcurdling
scream]
King Henry cries, “Don’t drop it in the soup!” (in
the soup)
Along the drafty corridors for miles and miles she goes,
She often catches cold, poor thing, it’s drafty when it blows,
And it’s awfully awkward when she has to blow her nose.
With her head tucked underneath her arm.
Suggested presentation: Make paper mache ‘head’ or draw
a face on an ordinary balloon. The song leader uses this to act
out the words as the audience sings
along.
The Scout Who Never Returned
[Tune: Charlie On The MTA]
Let me tell you of a story of a Scout named . . . ,
On that tragic and fateful day;
Put his/her Scout knife in his/her pocket;
Kissed his/her dog and family;
When to hike in the woods far away.
Well, did he/she ever return?
No, he/she never returned.
And his/her fate is still unlearned:
He/she may roam forever in the woods and mountains,
He/she’s the Scout who never returned.
Now you citizens of [town name],
Don’t you think it’s a scandal
How ol’ [Scout’s 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 [Scout’s name])
You may roam forever in the woods and mountains,
Like the Scout who never returned.
The Thing
As I was walking down the beach one bright and sunny day.
I saw a great big wooden box a-floatin’ in the bay.
I pulled it in and opened it up and much to my surprise,
I discovered a -, -,-right before my eyes!
Oh, I discovered a -, -,-right before my eyes!
I picked it up and ran to town as happy as a king.
I took it to a guy I know 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 -, -,-before I call a cop!”
[Repeat]
I turned around and got right out a-runnin’ 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 -, -, -, and don’t come
back no more.” [Repeat]
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 any old thing, he was a desperate man,
But when I showed him the -, -, -, he turned a-round and ran.
[Repeat]
I wandered on for many years, a victim of my fate,
Until one day I came upon Saint Peter at the gate.
And when I tried to take it inside he told me where to go;
“Get out of here with that -, -, -, and take it down be-low!”
[Repeat]
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 the -, -,-no matter what
you
do! [Repeat]
The Unicorn Song
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 a pain
And He says, “Stand back!
I’m gone to make it rain.”
He says, “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
Some cats and rats and elephants
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 falling
He marched in the animals two by two
And he called out as they went through,
“Hey, Lord, I’ve got your green alligators,
And long necked geese
Some humpy back camels and some chimpanzees
Some Cats and rats and elephants
But, Lord, 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
Some humpy back camels and some chimpanzees
And Noah cried, “Close the door cause the rain is pouring
And we just can’t wait for them old unicorns.”
The ark started moving, adrifting with the tides
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
Some humpy back camels and some chimpanzees
Some cats and rats and elephants
But sure as you’re born
You’re never gonna see no unicorns.
Three Fishermen
There were three jolly fishermen. [Repeat.]
Fisher, fisher, men, men, men. [Repeat.]
There were three jolly fishermen.
The first one’s name was Abraham. [Repeat.]
Abra, abra, ham, ham, ham. [Repeat.]
The first one’s name was Abraham.
The second one was I-isaac. [Repeat.]
I-i, i-i, zac, zac, zac. [Repeat.]
The second one was Isaac.
The third one’s name was Ja-acob. [Repeat.]
J-a, j-a, cub, cub, cub. [Repeat.]
The third one’s name was Ja-acob.
They all sailed up to Jericho. [Repeat.]
Jeri, jeri, co, co, co. [Repeat.]
They all sailed up to Jericho.
They should have gone to Amsterdam. [Repeat.]
Amster, amster, shh, shh, shh. [Repeat.]
They should have gone to Amsterdam.
You must not say that naughty word. [Repeat.]
Naughty, naughty, word, word, word. [Repeat.]
You must not say that naughty word.
I’m going to say it anyway...
Twelve Days of [Summer] Camp
On the first day of [summer] camp my family sent to me,
A PFD in a pine tree.
2. skinned knees
3. Bic pens
4. flashlights
5. bathing suits
6. bars of candy
7. missing dollars
8. counselors sleeping
9. pairs of skivvies
10.noisy chipmunks
11.lost swimmers
12.soggy towels
Hint: Consider this a sample; tailor individual verses to suit your
own situation.