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| This Song is meant for Boy Scouts. Decide for yourself if it is appropriate for your younger scouts or not. | |
| Tune: Nobody Knows the Troubles I've Seen | |
| Lyrics: | 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, They're better off that way. 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, They're better off that way. |
Quartermaster Song 
