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1492 - Columbo
Intended for:	Scouts BSA
Lyrics:	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 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

A Ram Sam Sam
Intended for:	All Scouts
Notes:	The Tune:
Lyrics:	A ram sam sam, a ram sam sam Guli guli guli guli guli ram sam sam A ram sam sam, a ram sam sam Guli guli guli guli guli ram sam sam A rafi, a rafi, Guli guli guli guli guli ram sam sam A rafi, a rafi, Guli guli guli guli guli ram sam sam Alternate Lyrics A Pizza Hut, a Pizza Hut Kentucky Fried Chicken and a Pizza Hut A Pizza Hut, a Pizza Hut Kentucky Fried Chicken and a Pizza Hut McDonald's, McDonald's 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 A Dairy Queen, a Dairy Queen Chucky Cheese and a Dairy Queen A 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 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:	All Scouts
Notes:	The Tune:
Lyrics:	I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves, Everybody's nerves, Yes, on everybody's nerves. I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves And this is how it goes... (repeat forever)

Ain't No Bugs on Me
Intended for:	All Scouts
Notes:	The Tune:
Lyrics:	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. 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:	Scouts BSA
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.
Lyrics:	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... WHOA, ain't that Funky now! [Clap, Clap] Hickery dickery dock, the mouse ran up the clock, the clock struck one, and down he run and said... WHOA, ain't that Funky now! [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... WHOA, ain't that Funky now! [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... WHOA, ain't that Funky now! [Clap, Clap] It's raining, it's pouring, the old man is snoring, he went to bed and bumped his head and said... WHOA, ain't that Funky now! [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... WHOA, ain't that Funky now! [Clap, Clap] Yankee Doodle went to town a-ridin' on his pony, Stuck a feather in his hat and said... WHOA, ain't that Funky now! [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... WHOA, ain't that Funky now! [Clap, Clap] Eeny meeny miny moe, catch a tiger by the toe, if he hollers make him say... WHOA, ain't that Funky now! [Clap, Clap] All around the mulbery bush the monkey chased the weasle, The monkey thought it was all in fun, and said... WHOA, ain't that Funky now! [Clap, Clap] Peter, Peter, Pumpkin Eater had a wife and couldn't keep her, Put her in a pumpkin shell and she said... WHOA, ain't that Funky now! [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... WHOA, ain't that Funky now! [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... WHOA, ain't that Funky now! [Clap, Clap] Rub-a-dub-dub-dub three men in a tub,... WHOA, ain't that Funky now! [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... WHOA, ain't that Funky now! [Clap, Clap] There was an old woman who lived in a shoe, She has so many children, she said... WHOA, ain't that Funky now! [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... WHOA, ain't that Funky now! [Clap, Clap] Little boy blue come blow your horn, The sheeps in the meadow, the cows in the corn... WHOA, ain't that Funky now! [Clap, Clap] Little Bo Peep has lost her sheep And doesn't know where to fine them... WHOA, ain't that Funky now! [Clap, Clap] Mary had a little lamb, its fleece was white as snow, And everywhere that Mary went, the lamb was sure to go... WHOA, ain't that Funky now! [Clap, Clap]

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:
Lyrics:	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! 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! God shed his grace on thee 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! God shed his grace on thee 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! God shed his grace on thee 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! God shed his grace on thee 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! God shed his grace on thee Till nobler men keep once again Thy whiter jubilee!

Anchors Aweigh
Intended for:	Scouts BSA
Notes:	The Tune:
Lyrics:	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. 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
Lyrics:	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. Announcements, announcements, announcements! (London Bridge) Make the announcements short and sweet, Short and sweet, Short and sweet. Make the announcemnts short and sweet, They're so BORING! Announcements, announcements, announcements! (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! Announcements, announcements, announcements! (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. Announcements, announcements, announcements! (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! Announcements, announcements, announcements! Row, row, row your boat Gently down the stream Throw the announcements overboard and listen to them scream. Row, row, row your boat Gently down the stream. Ha Ha! Fooled you, I'm a submarine. Announcements, announcements, announcements! 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. Announcements, announcements, announcements! 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!

Baby Bumble Bee A Favorite Song
Intended for:	All Scouts
Notes:	User your leader's name instead of 'my leader' if it fits. Or, 'my counselor', 'Scoutmaster', or other title. The Tune: view video
Lyrics:	(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 Won't my leader be so proud of me? I'm squashing up my baby bumble bee... Ew! What a mess! (put hand in front of mouth like licking) I'm licking up my baby bumble bee Won't my leader be so proud of me? 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 Won't my leader be so proud of me? 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 Won't my leader be so proud of me? 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
Intended for:	All Scouts
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. The Tune: view video
Lyrics:	(shark mouth with hands connected at wrist) Baby shark, Doh-doh, doh, doh Baby shark, Doh-doh, doh, doh Baby shark, Doh-doh, doh, doh Baby shark (shark mouth with forearms connected at elbows) Momma shark, Doh-doh, doh, doh Momma shark, Doh-doh, doh, doh Momma shark, Doh-doh, doh, doh Momma shark (shark mouth with full arms) Daddy shark, Doh-doh, doh, doh Daddy shark, Doh-doh, doh, doh Daddy shark, Doh-doh, doh, doh Daddy shark (same as Daddy, but with fists instead of fingers to look like no teeth) Grandpa shark, Doh-doh, doh, doh Grandpa shark, Doh-doh, doh, doh Grandpa shark, Doh-doh, doh, doh Grandpa shark (swimming crawl motion with arms) Swimmer dude, Doh-doh, doh, doh Swimmer dude, Doh-doh, doh, doh 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, Doh-doh, doh, doh Hungry shark, Doh-doh, doh, doh Hungry shark (backcrawl swimming motion with arms) Swam away, Doh-doh, doh, doh Swam away, Doh-doh, doh, doh Swam away, Doh-doh, doh, doh Swam away (same backcrawl, with very frantic actions) Swam too slow, Doh-doh, doh, doh Swam too slow, Doh-doh, doh, doh 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, Doh-doh, doh, doh 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, Doh-doh, doh, doh 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, Doh-doh, doh, doh 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, Doh-doh, doh, doh 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, Doh-doh, doh, doh That's the end, Doh-doh, doh, doh That's the end

Back to Gilwell
Intended for:	Scouts BSA
Notes:	The Wood Badge song. The Tune:
Lyrics:	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. 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:	Scouts BSA
Notes:	The Tune:
Lyrics:	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. 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
Intended for:	All Scouts
Notes:	Deanna Durbin sang this in the 1938 movie "That Certain Age".
Lyrics:	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. 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.

Be Kind to Your Webfooted Friends
Intended for:	All Scouts
Notes:	The Tune:
Lyrics:	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. 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.

Beverly Hillbillies
Intended for:	Scouts BSA
Notes:	The Tune:
Lyrics:	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. 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:	Scouts BSA
Notes:	The Tune: view video
Lyrics:	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 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
Notes:	The Tune: Leader sings and then everyone repeats at each (*)
Lyrics:	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.* 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
Intended for:	All Scouts
Notes:	The Tune: Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Lyrics:	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. 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.

BoogaLoo
Intended for:	All Scouts
Notes:	The Tune: view video
Lyrics:	(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! All: What's that you say? Leader: I say, Let me see your BoogaLoo! All: What's that you say? All: (everyone unlinks arms and boogies around ) I say, ooh, ah ah ah, ooh. Ooh, ah ah ah, ooh. 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! All: What's that you say? Leader: I say, Let me see your Frankenstein! All: What's that you say? Leader: I say, Let me see your Frankenstein! All: What's that you say? 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 Chicka Boom A Favorite Song
Intended for:	All Scouts
Notes:	The Tune: view video There are always new verses being thought up - please email me with yours Here
Lyrics:	(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-a Broom I said a Broom Sweep-a Broom I said a Broom Sweep-a Mop-a Sweep-a Mop-a Sweep-a Broom Valley Girl Style: I said like boom chicka boom I said a totally boom chicka boom I said like boom chicka like rocka chicka like gag me with a spoon 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 Style: I said a moo chicka moo I said a moo chicka moo I said a moo chicka 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-a shifta grind-a shifta vroom Astronaut Style: I said a moon shoot the moon I said a moon shoot the moon I said a moon blast-me shoot-me blast-me shoot-me-to-the-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 Star Wars Style: I said a zoom chicka zoom I said a zoom chicka zoom I said a Luke I am your father Join the Dark Side chicka zoom. 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:	Scouts BSA
Notes:	The Tune:
Lyrics:	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. 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
Notes:	The Tune: view video
Lyrics:	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, Ding-dang-dong, ding-dang-dong. 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, Ding-dang-dong, ding-dang-dong. Danish: Mester Jakob, mester Jakob Sover du, sover du? Horer du ej klokken, horer du ej klokken. Bim bam bum, bim bam bum. Finnish: Jaakko kulta, Jaakko kulta, Heraa jo, Heraa jo. Kellojasi soita, Kellojasi soita. Pium paum poum, Pium paum poum. Swedish: Broder Jakob, Broder Jakob, Sover du, sover du? Hor du inte klockan. Hor du inte klockan. Ding, ding, dong. Ding, ding, dong. Dutch: Vader Jacob, Vader 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. Bulgarian: (from hristo koev) Сутрин рано, сутрин рано, В неделя, в неделя, Камбаните бият, камбаните бият, Бим-бам-бум, бим-бам-бум. Indonesian: (from Paranginan Sianturi) Bapa yakub, bapa yakub Bangunlah Bangunlah Hari telah siang hari telah siang Ding dong ding. Armenian: Haghob Yegpyre, Hagob Yegpyre, Artensire, Artensire, sancagnera ge zarnen, sancagnera ge zarnen, ding dang don, chikel dang don. Norwegian: (from Jea) Fader Jacob, Fader Jacob Sover du? Sover du? Hører du ei klokken? Hører du ei klokken? Ding ding dong.

Buffalo Gals
Intended for:	All Scouts
Notes:	The Tune:
Lyrics:	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. 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:	All Scouts
Notes:	The Tune: (On Top of Old Smokey)
Lyrics:	Last summer at scout camp, they gave us a drink. We thought it was kool-aid because it was pink. 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.

Caissons Go Rolling Along
Intended for:	Scouts BSA
Notes:	The Tune:
Lyrics:	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. 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. 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. 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. That the Caissons go rolling along. That the 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, You will always know 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. 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, You will always know 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. 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, You will always know That The Army Goes Rolling Along

Call a Scout
Intended for:	All Scouts
Notes:	The Tune: If You're Happy
Lyrics:	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. 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
Lyrics:	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, they say are mighty fine. 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. The water that they have here, they say is mighty fine. But when you try to drink it, it tastes like turpentine. The biscuits that they serve you, they say are mighty fine. But one rolled off the table and killed a pal of mine. The spaghetti that they serve you, they say is mighty fine. They rinse it the toilet and drain it on the line. The cocoa that they serve you, they say is mighty fine. 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 they say are mighty fine. But if you break a finger they break the other nine. The girls that they have here they say are mighty fine. But they're either under seven or over ninety-nine.

Camp Granada
Intended for:	All Scouts
Notes:	The Tune: view video
Lyrics:	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. 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. Pellagrini. 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 unguentine. 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
Intended for:	Scouts BSA
Notes:	Tune: Down in the Valley view video
Lyrics:	Let 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. 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
Notes:	The Tune: view video
Lyrics:	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 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:	All Scouts
Notes:	The Tune:
Lyrics:	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) Ah-rump, Ditty-aye-dee-a-a-a As the years went by like one, two, three Soon there was a family And every night by the pale moonlight It sounded like this to me... Ah-rump ma-ma, Ah-rump, pa-pa Ah-rump, Ditty-aye-dee-a-a-a Ah-rump ma-ma, Ah-rump, pa-pa Ah-rump, Ditty-aye-dee-a-a-a As the years went by like one, two, three Soon a bigger family. And every night by the pale moonlight It sounded like this to me... Ah-rump gran-ma, Ah-rump gran-pa Ah-rump, Ditty-aye-dee-a-a-a Ah-rump gran-ma, Ah-rump gran-pa Ah-rump, Ditty-aye-dee-a-a-a As the years went by like one, two, three Soon there was no family And every night by the pale moonlight It sounded like this to me... Ah-rump (silent pause), Ah-rump (silent pause) Ah-rump, Ditty-aye-dee-a-a-a Ah-rump (silent pause), Ah-rump (silent pause) Ah-rump, Ditty-aye-dee-a-a-a

Charlie on the M.T.A.
Intended for:	Scouts BSA
Notes:	This is an old political song from a Boston mayorial election in 1949. The Tune:
Lyrics:	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 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
Lyrics:	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. 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
Notes:	The Tune: view video
Lyrics:	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. 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:	The Tune: view video
Lyrics:	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. 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:	The Tune:
Lyrics:	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. 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.

Country Roads
Intended for:	Scouts BSA
Lyrics:	Chorus: Country Roads, take me home to the place I belong - West Virginia, mountain mama, take me home Country Roads. 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. 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. 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:	All Scouts
Notes:	The Tune:
Lyrics:	(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) 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.

Daniel Boone
Intended for:	All Scouts
Notes:	The Tune: view video
Lyrics:	Daniel Boone was a man, Yes, a big man! With an eye like an eagle And as tall as a mountain was he! Daniel Boone was a man, Yes, a big man! He was brave, he was fearless And as tough as a mighty oak tree! 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! Daniel Boone was a man, Yes, a big man! And he fought for America To make all Americans free! What a boon, what a do-er, What a dream come-a true-er was he! Daniel Boone was a man, Yes, a big man! With a whoop and a holler He could mow down a forest of trees. With a knife and a gun he never did fail There was nothin' he could not tame. He blazed a big wide liberty trail Through history's hall of fame. Daniel Boone was a man, Yes, a big man! With a dream of a country That would always forever be free. What a boon, what a do-er, What a dream come-a true-er was he!

Davy Crockett
Intended for:	All Scouts
Notes:	The Tune:
Lyrics:	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! 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. Davy, Davy Crockett, The man who don't know fear! 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. Davy, Davy Crockett, The man who don't know fear! 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. Davy, Davy Crockett, The man who don't know fear! 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
Notes:	The Tune:
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, Daylight come and me wanna go home, Stack banana 'til the mornin' come, Daylight come and me wanna go home. Come mister tally man, tally me banana, Daylight come and me wanna go home, Come mister tally man, tally me banana, Daylight come and me wanna go home. Chorus A beautiful bunch o' ripe bananas, Daylight come and me wanna go home, Lift six hand, seven hand, eight hand bunch, Daylight come and me wanna go home. Come mister tally man, tally me banana, Daylight come and me wanna go home, Come mister tally man, tally me banana, Daylight come and me wanna go home. Chorus Day-o, me say day-o, Daylight come and me wanna go home. Day Old Bakery Chorus: Day-o, me say day-o Day Old Bakery's the one for me. Day-o, me say day-o Day Old Bakery's the one for me. Year old Twinkies still look fresh. Day Old Bakery's the one for me. But if you eat 'em you get a rash. Day Old Bakery's the one for me. Stay away from the cream-filled stuff. Day Old Bakery's the one for me. See some green stuff, just cut it off. Day Old Bakery's the one for me. Noon to six it's 2 for 1. Day Old Bakery's the one for me. A chocolate doughnut and a Cinnabun. Day Old Bakery's the one for me. Donuts stale but the coffee's hot! Day Old Bakery's the one for me. I'll share the cup that I just bought. Day Old Bakery's the one for me. Apple fritters, they slide right down. Day Old Bakery's the one for me. They taste as good, second time around. Day Old Bakery's the one for me. Eat the donuts the cops won't buy. Day Old Bakery's the one for me. Jelly-filled ones bounce real high. Day Old Bakery's the one for me. Come Mr. Baker Man, bake me some doughnuts. Day Old Bakery's the one for me. Day-o, me say day-o Day Old Bakery's the one for me.

Dem Bones
Intended for:	Scouts BSA
Notes:	The Tune: view video
Lyrics:	Chorus: I know it, know it, 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 took a little water and a little sand. (all - DEM BONES GONNA RISE AGAIN) - Chorus Thought he'd make a woman too. The Lord didn't know just what to do. - Chorus Took a rib from Adam's side. For to make Miss Eve, his bride. - Chorus Put 'em in a garden fine and fair. Told 'em to eat what they found there. - Chorus Apples, peaches, plums and such. But of this tree you must not touch. - Chorus 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. - Chorus 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." - Chorus 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. - Chorus Cried, "Adam, Adam, Where art thou?" "Here I is Lord, I's comin' now." - Chorus "Adam, Adam, did you eat these?" "No massa Lord, I 'spect it was Eve." - Chorus 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." - Chorus 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 ate the Apple, and Adam got the core. - Chorus

Dixie
Intended for:	All Scouts
Notes:	The Tune: view video
Lyrics:	I wish I was in the land of Cotton Old times there are not forgotten Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land In Dixie Land where I was born early on one frosty morn Look away! Look away! Look away! 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 married "Will the Weaver" Willum was a gay deceiver Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land But when he put his arm around her, He smiled fierce as a forty pounder, Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land His face was sharp as a butcher's cleaver But that did not seem to grieve 'er Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land Ole Missus acted the foolish part And died for a man that broke her heart Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land Now here's to the health of the next ole Missus An' all the gals that want to kiss us; Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land But if you want to drive 'way sorrow Come and hear our song tomorrow Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land There's buckwheat cakes and Injun batter, Makes you fat or a little fatter; Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land Then hoe it down and scratch your gravel, To Dixie's Land I'm bound to travel, Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land

Dog Bean
Intended for:	All Scouts
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:	Scouts BSA, Webelos Scouts
Notes:	The Tune: view video
Lyrics:	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. 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:	Scouts BSA
Notes:	The Tune:
Lyrics:	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! 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 A Favorite Song
Intended for:	All Scouts
Notes:	The Tune: view video
Lyrics:	(Instead of "Your Momma", you could use "Camp Staff", "Our Gang", ... whatever you want) 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 in the lake - the fish began to regurgitate. 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 Riverside
Intended for:	Scouts BSA
Lyrics:	Gonna lay down my sword and shield Down by the riverside Down by the riverside Down by the riverside Gonna lay down my sword and shield Down by the riverside Ain't gonna study war no more. Refrain: I ain't gonna study war no more, I ain't gonna study war no more, Study war no more. I ain't gonna study war no more, I ain't gonna study war no more, Ain't gonna study war no more. Gonna stick my sword in the golden sand Down By the riverside Down by the riverside Down by the riverside Gonna stick my sword in the golden sand Down by the riverside Ain't gonna study study war no more. Gonna put on my long white robe Down By the riverside Down by the riverside Down by the riverside Gonna put on my long white robe Down by the riverside 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:	All Scouts
Notes:	The Tune:
Lyrics:	What do you do with a drunken sailor? What do you do with a drunken sailor? What do you do with a drunken sailor? Early in the morning? Chorus: Way, hey, up she rises, Way, hey, up she rises, Way, hey, 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. Put him at the wheel of an Exxon tanker. Make him sing in an Irish Rock band. Lock him in a room with disco music. That's what you do with a drunken sailor. Built her keel of sturdy timber. 40 men did board upon her. She set sail for the great far yonder. She sailed into a great noreaster. She went down with all hands on her. Now this ghost ship that we speak of, Rises in the morning. What do you do with a sleepy camper, What do you do with a sleepy camper, What do you do with a sleepy camper, Early in the morning? Chorus Way, hey late ye risers Way, hey late ye risers 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
Intended for:	All Scouts
Lyrics:	Chorus: Eddie Koochie Catchinary Toesinary Moesinary Sammy Gammy Wacky Brown WHO? Eddie Koochie Catchinary Toesinary Moesinary Sammy Gammy Wacky Brown 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 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... Eddie Koochie Catchinary Toesinary Moesinary Sammy Gammy Wacky Brown WHO? Eddie Koochie Catchinary Toesinary Moesinary Sammy Gammy Wacky Brown - DROWNED!

Everywhere We Go
Intended for:	All Scouts
Notes:	The Tune:
Lyrics:	(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 get tired of singing it) ... 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 [name of group] And if they can't hear us We sing a little louder [name of group] might be "Cub Scouts", your patrol name, or Troop Number.

Follow Me, Boys
Intended for:	Scouts BSA
Notes:	The Tune:
Lyrics:	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, Follow me boys, follow me. And it won't be time till we all pitch in, Lift your chin with a grin and follow me. - Chorus It's a long long climb, But we've got the will, Follow me boys, follow me. 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, Follow me boys, follow me. If we do our best Then we've done alright, Pack your load, hit the road and follow me. - Chorus

Food
Intended for:	All Scouts
Notes:	The Tune: The Gang's All Here (just the chorus which comes about 35 seconds into the music)
Lyrics:	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. 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!

Frankenstein
Intended for:	All Scouts
Notes:	Tune: (Clementine)
Lyrics:	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. 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

Friends Are Nothing
Intended for:	Scouts BSA, Webelos Scouts
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.

From The Indies To The Andes In His Undies
Intended for:	Scouts BSA
Notes:
Lyrics:	Hip Hooray, Hip Hooray Say there's a great man here with us today. Though his back is bowed and his legs are bent, Why, he broke all records wherever he went. From the Indies to the Andes in his undies And he never took a shave except on Mondays He didn't eat a thing but chocolate sundaes 'Twas a very, very daring thing to do Well, sir, he carried for a charm some kippered herring To protect him when the tropic sun was glaring Whoever met him thought he needed airing 'Twas a very, very daring thing to do Otto Zilch - he's a hero of the ages Otto Zilch - he will surely enter history's pages From the Indies to the Andes, what a mission Stopping only now and then to do some fishin' And he went without a copyright permission 'Twas a very, very daring thing to do 'Twas a very, very daring thing to do From the whereses to the whatses in his whoses Well now we forgot his name so excuse us But his uncle is a barber who shampooses 'Twas a very, very daring thing to do Otto Zilch - he's the idol of the nation He'll be called - Where's Otto? - to the Senate for investigation. He took a parasol that was his Mama's And he crossed the mountains riding yellow llamas Which he dressed in purple polka-dot pajamas 'Twas a very, very daring thing to do Otto Zilch - he's the greatest navigator Otto Zilch - swam the rivers on an alligator And he carried for a spare a pair of panties But they didn't fit him well they were his auntie's From the Indies to the Andes in his undies 'Twas a very, very silly thing to do 'Twas a very, very silly thing to do

Ghost Chickens in the Sky
Intended for:	All Scouts
Preparation:	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
Notes:	The Tune: (Ghost Riders in the Sky)
Lyrics:	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. (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 Ghost riders in the sky. 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 Ghost riders in the sky. 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 Ghost riders in the sky.

Gilligan's Island
Intended for:	All Scouts
Notes:	The Tune:
Lyrics:	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. 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:	Scouts BSA
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

God Bless America
Intended for:	All Scouts
Notes:	The Tune:
Lyrics:	God bless America, land that I love. Stand beside her, and guide her, Through the night, with a light from above. 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:	All Scouts
Notes:	The Tune: (God Bless America)
Lyrics:	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, my only pair. 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, my only pair. God bless my underwear, or I'll need to share.

God Bless the USA
Intended for:	Scouts BSA
Lyrics:	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. And I gladly stand up, next to you and defend her still today. 'Cause there a'int 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, where at least I know I'm free. And I won't forget the men who died, who gave that right to me. 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. And I'm proud to be and American, where at least I know I'm free. And I won't forget the men who died, who gave that right to me. 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.

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 Flag
Intended for:	All Scouts
Notes:	The Tune:
Lyrics:	She's a grand old flag, She's a high flying flag, And forever in peace may she wave. 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 acquaintance be forgot Keep your eye on the grand old flag.

Grandma's Feather Bed
Intended for:	All Scouts
Lyrics:	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. 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:	Scouts BSA, Webelos Scouts
Lyrics:	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, And she whistles while the [Sniff] drips down her nose. In her eye there is some matter that keeps drippin' in the batter, And she whistles while the [Sniff] drips down her nose. Granny's in the cellar. Oh Lordy can't ya smell her, Cooking Grits on that darn old greasy stove. On her belly, there's some zits that keep poppin' in the grits, And she whistles while the [Sniff] drips down her nose. Chorus: Down her nose, down her nose, And she whistles while the [Sniff] drips down her nose. On her belly, there's some zits that keep poppin' in the grits, And she whistles while the [Sniff] drips down her nose. Granny's in the cellar. Oh Lordy can't ya smell her, Cooking Crabs on that darn old greasy stove. On her elbow, there's some scabs that keep fallin' in the crabs, And she whistles while the [Sniff] drips down her nose. - Chorus Granny's in the cellar. Oh Lordy can't ya smell her, Cooking Fries on that darn old greasy stove. On her belly there's a boil that keeps oozin' in the oil, And she whistles while the [Sniff] drips down her nose. - Chorus Granny's in the cellar. Oh Lordy can't ya smell her, Cooking Rice on that darn old greasy stove. In her hair there is some lice that keep jumpin' in the rice, And she whistles while the [Sniff] drips down her nose. - Chorus Granny's in the cellar. Oh Lordy can't ya smell her, Cooking Cobbler on that darn old greasy stove. Her glass eye is a wobbler and keeps fallin' in the cobbler, And she whistles while the [Sniff] drips down her nose. - Chorus

Greasy Grimy Gopher Guts
Intended for:	Scouts BSA, Webelos Scouts
Notes:	The Tune:
Lyrics:	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. Great green gobs of greasy grimy gopher guts Scab sandwich, puss on top Vulture vomit, camel snot Deep dish boogers soaking in a bowl of fat And me without a spoon. Great green gobs of greasy grimy gopher guts Parrot eyeballs dipped in glue Petrified porpoise puss Flaming ear wax bobbing in a bowl of barf And me without a spoon. Great green gobs of greasy grimy gopher guts Dessicated dinosaur dung Percollated pelican poop Tortoise turd balls with the little flies inside And me without a spoon.

Green Berets
Intended for:	Scouts BSA
Notes:	The Tune:
Lyrics:	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 we'll 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 deep, from the Green Beret Silver wings upon their chest These are men, America's best One hundred men we'll 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 Green
Intended for:	Scouts BSA, Webelos Scouts
Lyrics:	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. 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.

Hageleena Mageleena
Intended for:	All Scouts
Lyrics:	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 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
Lyrics:	Chorus: Happy Birthday, Ugh. Happy Birthday, Ugh. Ha-a-a-a-appy Birthday, Ugh. Pain and sorrow in the air, Death around us everywhere. But... One year closer to the grave, Think of all the food we'll save But... Easter Bunny broke his leg, Bled all over the Easter Eggs, But... 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:	Scouts BSA, 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:
Lyrics:	One fine day as I was Skipping home from school, 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) One fine day as I was ... There was my mother, [snap,snap] And there was father, [snap,snap] 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) One fine day as I was ... There was my mother, [snap,snap] And there was father, [snap,snap] But where's my sister? It makes me soooooo mad! And there was Herman, [snap, snap] The family pet, [snap, snap] And he was this big. (hold hands 2 feet apart) One fine day as I was ... There was my mother, [snap,snap] But where's my father? It makes me soooooo mad! And there was Herman, [snap, snap] The family pet, [snap, snap] And he was this big. (hold hands 4 feet apart) One fine day as I was ... Where's my mother? It makes me soooooo mad! And there was Herman, [snap, snap] The family pet, [snap, snap] And he was this big. (hold hands as far apart as possible) One fine day as I was Skipping home from school, Skipping home from school, 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 there was Herman, [snap, snap] The family pet, [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.
Lyrics:	Chorus: Hey lolly, lolly, lolly Hey lolly, lolly, low. Hey lolly, lolly, lolly Hey lolly, lolly, low. This is a crazy kind of song, Hey lolly, lolly, low. You make it up as you go along, Hey lolly, lolly, low. When guys like us start to sing this song, Hey lolly, lolly, low. It sometimes lasts the whole night long, Hey lolly, lolly, low. First you make up a simple line, Hey lolly, lolly, low. Then another one to rhyme, Hey lolly, lolly, low. While you catch on, I'll sing a verse, Hey lolly, lolly, low. Then you do one that's even worse, Hey lolly, lolly, low. I know a man named Mr. Jones, Hey lolly, lolly, low. When he sings, everybody groans, Hey lolly, lolly, low. He sings Hey Lolly day and night, Hey lolly, lolly, low. It never seems to come out right, Hey lolly, lolly, low. I know a girl named Emily, Hey lolly, lolly, low. She sings "Hey Lolly" in just one key, Hey lolly, lolly, low. Tonight we've chosen another key, Hey lolly, lolly, low. You won't be hearing from Emily, Hey lolly, lolly, low. The singer you fast the getter it's tuff, Hey lolly, lolly, low. To line up makes that you won't muff, Hey lolly, lolly, low. Let's put this song back on the shelf, Hey lolly, lolly, low. If you want anymore you can sing it yourself, Hey lolly, lolly, low.

Hog Calling Time in Nebraska
Intended for:	All Scouts
Notes:	Just a super silly song with no reason.
Lyrics:	When it's hog calling time in Nebraska, When it's hog calling time in Nebraska, When it's hog calling time in Nebraska, Then it's hog calling time in Nebraska! 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
Intended for:	All Scouts
Notes:	Tune:
Lyrics:	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, ... 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:	All Scouts
Notes:	The Tune:
Lyrics:	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. 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:	All Scouts
Notes:	The Tune:
Lyrics:	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 'til I die. Chorus

How I Hate to Get Up in the Morning
Intended for:	Scouts BSA
Lyrics:	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've 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, 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!

I Met a Bear A Favorite Song
Intended for:	Scouts BSA
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'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:
Lyrics:	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. 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 It sounds funny I know 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 It sounds funny I know But it really is so I'm my own grandpa.

I've Been Working on the Railroad
Intended for:	All Scouts
Notes:	The Tune:
Lyrics:	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 Dinah, won't you blow your horn Dinah, won't you blow Dinah, won't you blow Dinah, won't you blow your horn 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.

It Ain't Gonna Rain No More
Intended for:	All Scouts
Lyrics:	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 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 I never saw a purple cow I never hope to see one But I can tell you anyhow I'd rather see than be one. - Chorus I never saw a chocolate cow I never hope to see one But judging by the milk we get There certainly must be one - Chorus

It's a Lie
Intended for:	All Scouts
Lyrics:	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 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 I was born about a hundred years ago (YEARS AGO) And there's no badge in this world I do not own (DO NOT OWN) I knew Robert Baden-Powell with his wisdom like an owl And I'll kick the guy who says it isn't so (ISN'T SO) Chorus: It's a lie, It's a lie! Scout ahoy, scout a-hey, scout a-hi! I've been a good Scout all my life, with my flashlight and my knife, And I've lived it and I've loved it all the while! I was present at the Siege of Mafeking! (MAFEKING!) I heard the town's warning bell a-ring! (BELL A-RING!) Baden-Powell held his ground, and kept the Boers out And thus Britain had a reason to sing! (TO SING!) Chorus I was there as Mr. Boyce went through the mist (THROUGH THE MIST!) Before I left he grabbed me by the wrist (BY THE WRIST!) He offered then to pay me, but then I did decree: "I'm a scout and it's my duty to assist." (TO ASSIST!) Chorus A scout should always ever tell the truth (TELL THE TRUTH!) Or his fellow scouts may think he is uncouthe (UNCOUTHE?) But this song is for you guys, so what's a little lie Just a song to entertain the youth. (THE YOUTH!)

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:	Scouts BSA, Webelos Scouts
Notes:	Tune: Do Re Mi
Lyrics:	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.]

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.
Lyrics:	My name is Jon Johnson, I come from Wisconsin. I work in the lumberyard there. 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:	Scouts BSA
Notes:	The Tune: (Battle Hymn of the Republic)
Lyrics:	He jumped from 20,000 feet and didn't pull the cord. He jumped from 20,000 feet and didn't pull the cord. He jumped from 20,000 feet and didn't pull the cord. And he ain't gonna jump no more. CHORUS: Glory, glory, what a heck of a way to die. Glory, glory, what a heck of a way to die. 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 was last to leave the cockpit and the first to hit the ground. He was last to leave the cockpit and the first to hit the ground. And he ain't gonna jump no more. He landed on the runway like a lump of berry jam He landed on the runway like a lump of berry jam He landed on the runway like a lump of berry jam And he aint gonna jump no more. They scraped him off the runway with a tiny silver spoon. They scraped him off the runway with a tiny silver spoon. They scraped him off the runway with a tiny silver spoon. And he ain't gonna jump no more. They sent him home to mother in a little wooden box. They sent him home to mother in a little wooden box. They sent him home to mother in a little wooden box. And he ain't gonna jump no more. She put on the mantle piece for everyone to see. She put on the mantle piece for everyone to see. She put on the mantle piece for everyone to see. And he aint gonna jump no more. She put him on the table when the Preacher came to tea. She put him on the table when the Preacher came to tea. She put him on the table when the Preacher came to tea. And he aint gonna jump no more. The Preacher spread him on some toast and said what lovely jam. The Preacher spread him on some toast and said what lovely jam. The Preacher spread him on some toast and said what lovely jam. And he aint gonna jump no more.

Land of the Silver Birch
Intended for:	Scouts BSA
Notes:	Hear the Song by Michael Mitchell The Tune:
Lyrics:	My paddle's keen and bright Flashing like silver Swift as the wild goose flight Dip, dip and swing Dip, dip and swing her back Flashing like silver Swift as the wild goose flight 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 I'll build my wigwam Close to the water's edge Silent and still 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 My heart grows sick for thee Here in the lowlands I will return to thee hills of the north 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 Swift as a silver fish Canoe of birch bark By mighty waterways, Carry me forth 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 as an eagle soars Over the mountains My spirit rises up, free as a bird 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 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

Lily the Pink
Intended for:	Scouts BSA
Notes:	The Tune: view video
Lyrics:	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 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
Intended for:	All Scouts
Lyrics:	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) 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:	All Scouts
Notes:	Tune: (Clementine)
Lyrics:	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 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
Lyrics:	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. 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
Intended for:	All Scouts
Notes:	Like 'I Met a Bear'. Repeat short line after leader, then everyone sings verse together.
Lyrics:	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. I took a sip and he went down right through my pipes he must have drowned. everyone: I took a sip and he went down, right through my pipes he must have 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 that's the end.

MacTavish Brothers
Intended for:	Scouts BSA
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
Lyrics:	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. 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

Mountain Dew A Favorite Song
Intended for:	Scouts BSA
Lyrics:	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. 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 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-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, 'til 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 Of that good ol' mountain dew. - 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 Of that good ol' mountain dew. - 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 Of that good ol' mountain dew. - 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 Of that good ol' mountain dew. - 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 Old auntie Bess had some hair on her chest. I asked her if she put it there with glue. She said, "Heck No! It just started to grow, When I took up drinking mountain dew." - Chorus My cousin Jake, he was bit by a snake. And the doc thought he wouldn't pull through. But he up and danced a jig when they gave him a swig Of 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 Our SPL Pete has bad stinky feet You can smell 'em for a mile or two (or three) But they smell awful sweet if you dose 'em in DEET then rinse 'em with 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:	Scouts BSA
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.

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:	All Scouts
Notes:	Tune:
Lyrics:	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. Bring back, bring back, Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me. 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, Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me. 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. Bring back, bring back, Oh bring back my neighbors to me, to me. Bring back, bring back, 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 Bring back, bring back, Oh bring back my bucket to me, to me. Bring back, bring back, 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:	All Scouts
Notes:	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 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. 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 Dead Dog Rover
Intended for:	All Scouts
Notes:	The Tune: (Four Leaf Clover)
Lyrics:	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.

Off We Go Into The Wild Blue Yonder
Intended for:	Scouts BSA
Notes:	The Tune:
Lyrics:	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! 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:
Lyrics:	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. 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:
Lyrics:	Come along boys and listen to my tale; I'll tell you of my troubles on the old Chisholm trail. 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 dollars 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:
Lyrics:	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! 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
Intended for:	All Scouts
Lyrics:	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) [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:	Scouts BSA
Lyrics:	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. 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. For 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 plan. Anytime when you are ready, come and join me take my hand. And together we'll share life out there 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'll do the same. And forever we'll share life out on the loose. - Chorus Now the moon is gently glowing and the stars are twinkling bright Our laughter and our friendship has cleared the cloudy night Come and join our flickering campfire, come and sing our happy songs Come and we'll live our lives together on the loose - Chorus

On Top of Old Smokey
Intended for:	Scouts BSA, Webelos Scouts
Notes:	The Tune:
Lyrics:	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. 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. On top of Old Smokey 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. On top of Old Smokey 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
Lyrics:	In 18 hundred and 41, work on the railroad had just begun. Work on the railroad had just begun. Working on the railroad. 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.

Peanut Butter
Intended for:	All Scouts
Notes:	The Tune:
Lyrics:	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 - Peanut, peanut butter People everywhere, they think it's the most - Peanut, peanut butter Early in the morning they put it on their toast - Peanut, peanut butter Chorus: I like peanut butter, creamy peanut butter, chunky peanut butter, too! My old dog started barking in the middle of the night - Peanut, peanut butter He woke up all my neighbors, I almost got in a fight - Peanut, peanut butter So I gave him peanut butter just to quiet him down - Peanut, peanut butter He chewed himself to sleep and he never made a sound - Peanut, peanut butter Chorus I went to a dinner party and what did they eat? - Peanut, peanut butter I took a big bite and it stuck to my teeth - Peanut, peanut butter People going 'round look like they got the mumps - Peanut, peanut butter They were eating peanut butter in great, big hunks - Peanut, peanut butter Chorus

Philmont Hymn
Intended for:	Scouts BSA
Notes:	The Tune:
Lyrics:	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 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.

Pink Pajamas
Intended for:	All Scouts
Notes:	Tune: Battle Hymn of the Republic
Lyrics:	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. Chorus

Pizza Man
Intended for:	All Scouts
Notes:	Make up some more on your own This is a repeat after me song.
Lyrics:	Hey, Hey, Bo Diddly Bop (echo) I've got to get back to my job (echo) with a Pizza in my hand [hand flat palm up, holding pizza box] (echo) I'm gonna be a Pizza Man! (echo) Hey, Hey, Bo Diddly Bop (echo) I've got to get back to my job (echo) With my car keys in my hand [pretend to drive] (echo) I'm gonna drive a Chevy van! (echo) Chevy van (echo) Pizza Man! (echo) Hey, hey, Bo Diddly Bop (echo) I've got to get back to my job (echo) With a basketball in my hand [shoot the ball] (echo) I'm gonna be like Michael Jor-DAN (echo) Michael Jor-DAN (echo) Chevy van (echo) Pizza Man! (echo) Continue to add the next line to the repeated list at the end of each verse. Here are some more to add: - With these wires in my hand - I'm gonna be an ElectricIAN - With dead bodies in my hand - I'm gonna be a MorticIAN - With these nun-chuks in my hand - I'm gonna be like Jackie Chan - With this eagle in my hand - I'm gonna be an AmeriCAN - With these books in my hand - I'm gonna be a LibrarIAN - With these Fruit Loops in my hand - I'm gonna be Toucan Sam - With these ice cubes in my hand - I'm gonna be a pengUIAN - With a doughnut in each hand - I'm gonna be a pOliceman - With a calculator in my hand - I'm gonna be a mathematicIAN - With a salad bowl in my hand - I'm gonna be a vegetarIAN - With a guitar in my hand - I'm gonna be a musicIAN - With a puppy in my hand - I'm gonna be a veterinarIAN - With a fire hose in my hand - I'm gonna be a FireMAN

Popeye the Sailor Man
Intended for:	Scouts BSA
Notes:	The Tune:
Lyrics:	I'm Popeye the sailor man 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. 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 Popeye the sailor man 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 Popeye the sailor man I live in a garbage can. I eats all the worms And spits out the germs I'm Popeye the sailor man. I'm Popeye the sailor man I live in a frying pan I turn up the heat And burn up my feet I'm Popeye the sailor man I'm Popeye the sailor man 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
Intended for:	Scouts BSA
Lyrics:	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. 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 ya 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 H*** 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 W**s 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:	Scouts BSA
Notes:	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's Store
Intended for:	Scouts BSA
Lyrics:	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. 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
Intended for:	All Scouts
Notes:	The Tune:
Lyrics:	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, And the bog down in the valley-O. Chorus 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, And the tree in the bog, And the bog down in the valley-O. 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, And the tree in the bog, And the bog down in the valley-O. Chorus And on that lace, there was an END.

Red River Valley
Intended for:	All Scouts
Notes:	The Tune:
Lyrics:	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. - 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:	All Scouts
Notes:	Tune: Three Blind Mice
Lyrics:	Roadkill stew Roadkill stew Tastes so good Just like it should 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
Lyrics:	Row, row, row your boat Gently down the stream. Merrily, merrily, merrily, merilly, Life is but a dream. Row, row, row your boat Gently down the stream. Throw the Leaders overboard And listen to them scream. Row, row, row your boat Underneath the stream. Ha, ha! Fooled you. We're in a submarine. Row, row, row your boat 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. Row, row, row your boat. Quickly cross the creek. The boat is filling up real fast, I think it sprung a leak. Row, row, row your boat. 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!

Scout Vespers
Intended for:	Scouts BSA
Notes:	Tune: Oh, Christmas Tree
Lyrics:	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? 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. As the night comes to this land, On my promise I will stand, I will help the pack to go, As our pack helps me to grow. Yes, I'll always give good will, I'll follow my Akela still. And before I stop to rest, I will do my very best. Funny version at Scout WETspers

Scout WETspers
Intended for:	Scouts BSA
Notes:	Tune: Oh, Christmas Tree
Lyrics:	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:	Scouts BSA
Notes:	The Tune: (Charlie on the MTA)
Lyrics:	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.

Scoutleaders
Intended for:	Scouts BSA
Notes:	The Tune: (Home on the Range)
Lyrics:	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! 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-living their youth So in answer they merely reply! Chorus

Shaving Cream A Favorite Song
Intended for:	Scouts BSA
Notes:	The Tune: view video
Lyrics:	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 ... Chorus (repeat after every verse): Shaving cream, be nice and clean. Shave everyday and you'll always look keen. I think I'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 cars make a lot of pollution Makes the air hard to breathe I'll admit But if we all still rode on horses Our streets would be covered in... 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 ... I went for a walk cross the pasture Got tired and wanted to sit But when I sat down on my bottom I sat in a pile of ... 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 ... (from Mike Hayes of Pack 304) Pudding Pie Chorus (repeat after every verse): Pudding pie, nice tasty treat. Might look disgusting, but sure does taste sweet! There I was at home just relaxing, Sitting on my front porch stoop, I felt something awefully squishy, My backside was covered with ... Last weekend was great, I went camping, Out in the woods with my scout troop. But we had to clean all the latrines, Because they were chock full of ... I saw a paper bag on fire, Neatly tied up with a loop. I stomped out the hot, flaming fire, And that's when I noticed the ... I stepped into something quite nasty, Something I thought was just goop. I tried hard to wipe off my sneaker, And that's when I knew it was ... We hope you have a nice Thanksgiving, With cranberries, fresh corn, and soup. We hope that your turkey's delicious, And nobody stuffs it with ...

She Sat on a Hillside
Intended for:	Scouts BSA
Notes:	The Tune:
Lyrics:	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 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 ...

Star Spangled Banner
Intended for:	All Scouts
Lyrics:	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! 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
Lyrics:	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. 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
Intended for:	All Scouts
Lyrics:	(Sing the chorus to get started. Then, have people do Knock-knock jokes and sing the chorus between each joke.) 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:	Scouts BSA
Notes:	The Tune: Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Lyrics:	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. Super California surfer, expert of the ocean. Um didle iddle iddle um diddle lie, Um didle iddle iddle um diddle lie, 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... 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. Super California surfer, expert of the ocean.

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.

Tarzan
Intended for:	All Scouts
Lyrics:	This is a repeat after me song. TARZAN! Was swinging on a rubber band Smashed into a frying pan Now Tarzan's got a tan JANE! Was flying in an aeroplane Smashed into a freeway lane Now Jane's got a pain Now Tarzan's got a tan CHEETA! Was walkin' down the streeta Groovin' to the beata Now Cheeta is veleeta SHAMU! Was swimmin' in the ocean blue Smashed into a big canoe Now Shamu's gonna sue Now Cheeta is velveeta Now Jane's got a pain Now Tarzan's got a tan SQUIRREL! Was ridin' on the tilt a whirl Crashed into a little girl Now Squirrel's gonna hurl Now Shamu's gonna sue Now Cheeta is velveeta Now Jane's got a pain Now Tarzan's got a tan MONKEY! Was swingin' from tree to tree Got stung by a bumblebee Now Monkey is so funky ROGER! Was pitchin' for the Dodgers Hit someone larger Now Roger's not a Dodger KING TUT! Doin' the Egyptian strut Fell into a rut Now Tut's on his butt CHARLIE! Was ridin' on his Harley Crashed into Bob Marley Now Charlie's not so gnarly RHONDA! Was drivin' in her Honda Drove into a pond-a Now Rhonda has no Honda

The Man In Black
Intended for:	Scouts BSA
Notes:	The Tune:
Lyrics:	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. 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
Intended for:	All Scouts
Notes:	The Tune:
Lyrics:	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. 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's Nothing I'd Rather Be A Favorite Song
Intended for:	Scouts BSA
Lyrics:	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,...], ...... A bird watcher I would be - Hark a lark, flying through the park, SPLAT! A plumber I would be Plunge it, flush it, look out below! A mermaid I would be Bloop, bloop, bloop, bloop, bloop, bloop! 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. A teacher I would be Sit down, shut up, throw away your gum! A flight attendant I would be Coffee, tea, or me, sir; here's your little bag. BLEH! A typist I would be Ticka, ticka, ticka, ticka, ticka, ticka, ZING! 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! 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! A laundry worker I would be Starchy here, starchy there, starchy in your underwear! A cashier I would be Twenty nine, forty nine, here's your change, sir! A gym teacher I would be Push ups, Sit ups, Run another lap! A medic I would be Turn around, drop your pants, jab, jab, jab! An electrician I would be Positive, negative, bbzzzzt -ZAP! A fireman I would be Jump lady, jump... whoa splat! A cook I would be Mix it, bake it; heartburn-BURP! A ice cream maker I would be Tutti-frutti, tutti-frutti, nice ice cream! A politician I would be Raise the taxes, lower the pay, vote for me on election day! A butcher I would be Chop it up, grind it up, make a little patty! 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. A [Domino's] pizza maker I would be 30 minute, fast delivery! A clam digger I would be Dig one here, dig one there-Oh my frozen derriere! Superman I would be It's a bird, it's a plane, where is Lois Lane? Lois Lane I would be Superman, Superman, what a dreamy man! A cyclist I would be peddle, peddle, peddle, peddle; ring, ring, ring! A house cleaner I would be Ooh, a bug; squish it in the rug! A baby I would be Mama, Dada, I wuv you! A Preacher I would be Well, well, you never can tell; you might go to heaven, or you might go to ... A DJ I would Be, Miles of smiles on the radio dial. A Stewardess I would be, Here's your coffee, here's your tea. Here's your paper bag - Blaaah! A Baker I would be, Donuts! Eclairs! Buy My Buns! A Lifeguard I would be, Save yourself, Man. I'm working on my tan! [or] Swim Jimmy swim, I'm not getting in! [or] Mouth to Mouth Resuscitate, What a way to get a date. A Lawyer I would be, Honest. I swear, My client wasn't there An Engineer, I would be, Push the button, push the button, kick the darn machine. A munchkin I would be, Follow the road, follow the road, follow the yellow brick road. A Ranger I would be, Get eaten by a bear, see if I care. A Scoutmaster I would be, Do this, do that, Where's my coffee at? [or] Do this, do that, Doughnuts make me fat. An SPL I would be, Do this, do that, I think I'll take a nap. A doctor I would be Take a pill; pay my bill! I'm going golfing! [or] Needle! Thread! Stick 'em in the head! A banker I would be, Cash the check, what the heck, I'm going golfing. A Grandma I would be Don't cry, here's some pie, brave little guy! A chef I would be, French toast, fried chicken, what the heck is that? A bus driver I would be, Swerve, Skid, I almost hit a kid. An ambulance driver I would be, Scrape 'em off the pavement, put 'em in a bag. A grave digger I would be, Six feet down, plant 'em in the ground. A grave robber I would be, Six feet up, chuck 'em in the truck. A policeman I would be, Bang, Bang, Bang, stop or I'll shoot. A hobo I would be, Money please, money please, Hey I found a quarter. A boxer I would be, Left jab, right jab, upper hook, cross. A statue (or fence post or tree) I would be, (just stand stock still). A priest I would be, Hallelujah, amen, pass the plate around again. A storm I would be, Thunder, lightning, very very frightening! A ballerina I would be, Spin! Twirl! I think I'm gonna hurl! A pizza man I would be, Make a da pizza, make a da pie, choppa da onions and make a me cry

They Ain't Gonna Climb No More
Intended for:	Scouts BSA
Notes:	The Tune: (Battle Hymn of the Republic)
Lyrics:	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! "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. Oh they ain't gonna climb no more! - 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. Oh they ain't gonna climb no more! - 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. Oh they ain't gonna climb no more! - 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. Oh they ain't gonna climb no more!

This Land is Your Land
Intended for:	Scouts BSA
Notes:	The Tune: Your browser does not support the audio element.
Lyrics:	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 This land was made for you and me. 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 This land was made for you and me. 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 This land was made for you and me. 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 This land was made for you and me. Chorus

Tie Me Kangaroo Down
Intended for:	All Scouts
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.
Lyrics:	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. 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.

Tom the Toad A Favorite Song
Intended for:	All Scouts
Notes:	Tune: Oh, Christmas Tree
Lyrics:	Oh Tom the Toad, Oh Tom the Toad Why are you lying in the road? 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 Tom the Toad, Oh Tom the Toad Why are you lying in the road? Oh, Kitty Cat, Oh, Kitty Cat Why does your tongue hang out like that? 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. Oh, Kitty Cat, Oh, Kitty Cat Why does your tongue hang out like that? Oh Fred the fish, Oh Fred the fish, Why are you lying on the dish? 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 Fred the fish, Oh Fred the fish, Why are you lying on the dish? Oh Bill the bug, oh Bill the bug, What are you doing on the rug. 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 Bill the bug, oh Bill the bug, What are you doing on the rug. Oh Rog the dog, Oh Rog the dog, Why did you jump on that green log? 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 'gator's snack. Oh Rog the dog, Oh Rog the dog, Why did you jump on that green log? Oh AL the Gater, Oh Al the gater You should have waited until later. Oh Al the Gater, Oh Al the Gater You should have waited until later. You sat upon the yellow line, and now you're just a streak of slime Oh AL the Gater, Oh Al the gater You should have waited until later. Oh Sue the Skunk, Oh Sue the Skunk Why do you make my tires go thunk? 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 Sue the Skunk, Oh Sue the Skunk Why do you make my tires go thunk? Oh Turtle Ted, Oh turtle Ted, Your shell's all broken - so's your head. 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 Turtle Ted, Oh turtle Ted, Your shell's all broken - so's your head. Oh Billy Bat, Oh Billy Bat, Why are you lying still like that? 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 Billy Bat, Oh Billy Bat, Why are you lying still like that? Oh Jake the snake, Oh Jake the snake, Why are you lying on the lake? 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 Oh Jake the snake, Oh Jake the snake, Why are you lying on the lake? Joel the mole, Oh, Joel the Mole Why did you fall into that hole? Joel the Mole, Oh, Joel the Mole Why did you fall into that hole? You used to be so short and fat And now you are a great big SPLAT. Joel the mole, Oh Joel the Mole Why did you fall into that hole? Oh, Tom the Cat, Oh, Tom the Cat, Why did you have to chase that Rat? 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, Oh, Tom the Cat, Oh, Tom the Cat, Why did you have to chase that Rat? Armadillo Bob, Armadillo Bob, Why did you leave your nice safe log? 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. Armadillo Bob, Armadillo Bob, Why did you leave your nice safe log? Oh Sam the Snake, Oh Sam the Snake Why do you lie out there and bake? 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 Sam the Snake, Oh Sam the Snake Why do you lie out there and bake? Oh Possum Pete, Oh Possum Pete There's nothing left but hair and feet 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. Oh Possum Pete, Oh Possum Pete There's nothing left but hair and feet Arm'dillo Tex, Arm'dillo Tex, Why are you looking so perplexed? 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! Arm'dillo Tex, Arm'dillo Tex, Why are you looking so perplexed? Oh Froggie Fred, Oh Froggie Fred, Why do you lie there stone-cold dead? 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 Froggie Fred, Oh Froggie Fred, Why do you lie there stone-cold dead? Oh Swallow Sam, Oh Swallow Sam, What turned your body into jam? 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 Swallow Sam, Oh Swallow Sam, What turned your body into jam? Oh Doggie Spot, Oh Doggie Spot, Upon the road you're such a blot. 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 Doggie Spot, Oh Doggie Spot, Upon the road you're such a blot. Oh Bunny Ben, Oh Bunny Ben, Why is your body flat and thin? 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 Bunny Ben, Oh Bunny Ben, Why is your body flat and thin? Oh, Chicken Cluck you never slowed As you went running cross the road. 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 Oh, Chicken Cluck you never slowed As you went running cross the road. I ran across! I ran across! In memory of those we lost! 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! I ran across! I ran across! In memory of those we lost!

Trusty Tommy
Intended for:	Scouts BSA
Notes:	Tune: Yankee Doodle A good way to remember the 12 parts of the Scout Law
Lyrics:	Trusty Tommy was the BEST 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.

Wabash Cannonball
Intended for:	All Scouts
Notes:	Tune:
Lyrics:	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 accommodation, 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 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
Lyrics:	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. 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, You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me. 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 You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me. Chorus: Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda, You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me, And he sang as he shoved that jumbuck in his tuckerbag, You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me. 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? You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me. Chorus: Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda, You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me, Whose that jolly jumbuck you've got in your tuckerbag? You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me. 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 You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me. Chorus: Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda, You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me, And his ghost may be heard as you pass by that billabong, You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me.

Wee-Wee
Intended for:	All Scouts
Lyrics:	Chorus: Wee wee wee, wee wee wee, wee wee wee wee wee wee wee Wee wee wee, wee wee wee, wee wee wee wee wee wee wee! When I was just a wee-wee tot They took me off my wee-wee cot And put me on my wee-wee pot To see if I could wee or not When they found out I could not, They took me from my wee-wee pot. They put me on my wee-wee cot, And there I wee-weed quite a lot. They took me from my wee-wee cot And smacked me on my wee-wee bot This just shows that when it's hot Children shouldn't drink a lot! (sung slowly) When I'm old and turning grey I'll only wee-wee once a day But now I'm young and in my prime (speed up) I WEE-WEE ALMOST ANY TIME!

When a Hearse Goes By
Intended for:	Scouts BSA
Lyrics:	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 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
Lyrics:	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. 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 When Johnny comes marching home. 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 When Johnny comes marching home.

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
Lyrics:	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. 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. 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. 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!!??!! Where, oh where, are you tonight? Why did you leave me here all alone? 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!! Where, oh where, are you tonight? 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. 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.

With the Scent Of Woodsmoke
Intended for:	All Scouts
Notes:	The Tune: view video
Lyrics:	With the scent of woodsmoke drifting on the air And the glow of firelight we always love to share Visions of camp-fires all return And as the logs flame up and burn We dream of bygone campfires and long for those to come. Tongues of yellow fire flickering up on high Reaching twisting fingers up to a starlit sky Voices recall songs old and new Songs once dear to our fathers too Who dreamed of bygone campfires and longed for those to come. Gently dying embers cast a rosy glow Voices slowly sinking to tones so soft and low Slowly upon the still night air Fall faithful voices hushed in prayer That dream of bygone campfires and long for those to come.

Yankee Doodle
Intended for:	All Scouts
Notes:	The Tune:
Lyrics:	Yankee Doodle went to town A-riding on a pony Stuck a feather in his hat And called it macaroni. 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, keep it up Yankee Doodle dandy Mind the music and the step And with the girls be handy. There was Captain Washington Upon a slapping stallion A-giving orders to his men I guess there was a million. Yankee Doodle, keep it up Yankee Doodle dandy Mind the music and the step And with the girls be handy.

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. 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. 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. 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.

Yodeler on a Mountain So High A Favorite Song
Intended for:	All Scouts
Notes:	This is a hard one to learn without seeing someone do it. It is an add-on of words, motions, and sounds and is great fun at a campfire.
Lyrics:	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-ah, ho-lee-ah ( cuckoo ) Ho-lee-ah, cu-kee-ah, oooooh. Motions: Ho - leeeee - aaaah, [Rapidly slap knees] ho-lee-ah [slap knees once], cu-kee-ah [clap], ho-lee-ah [slap knees once], cuckoo [snap fingers] 2. There once was a yodeler on a mountain so high, When along came an (avalanche) interrupting his cry. Ho - leeeee - aaaah, ho-lee-ah cu-kee-ah, ho-lee-ah ( cuckoo, Swish! ) [swoosh your hands down] Ho-lee-ah, cu-kee-ah, ho-lee-ah ( cuckoo, Swish! ) Ho-lee-ah, cu-kee-ah, oooooh. 3. There once was a yodeler on a mountain so high, When along came a (grizzly bear) interrupting his cry. Ho - leeeee - aaaah, ho-lee-ah cu-kee-ah, ho-lee-ah ( cuckoo, Swish!, Grrr! ) [add hands like claws] Ho-lee-ah, cu-kee-ah, ho-lee-ah ( cuckoo, Swish!, Grrr! ) Ho-lee-ah, cu-kee-ah, oooooh. 4. St. Bernard (woof, woof) [add drooping hands] 5. Jersey Cow (squirt squirt) [milk a cow] 6. Pretty Maid (kiss kiss) 7. Her Father (bang bang) [shoot gun] 8. Girl Scout (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]

Zulu Warrior
Intended for:	Scouts BSA
Notes:	It sounds cool when 50 scouts are singing it! The Tune: view video
Lyrics:	I cumba zimba zimba zi-o I cumba zimba zimba zee I cumba zimba zimba zi-o I cumba zimba zimba zee See him there, the Zulu warrior See him there, the Zulu chief chief chief chief (Sung in a round - half doing the 'I cumba' while the other half does 'See him there')