Sitting around a blazing campfire singing fun campfire songs..... bringing the energy of the singing down as the embers die, right before it's time for bed. Songs are a wonderful thing to share at a campfire. But they're not just for campfires. Songs are a wonderful thing to share at pack meetings and den meetings. And new songs are a lot of fun to bring home to your family. Also, consider 'filking' -- taking a popular song tune and putting new lyrics to it to match what you're currently doing. If you find or filk a new song that you think everyone will like please let the webmaster know so it can be added to this page.
Sarasponda
Taps
Where Have All The Tigers Gone
The Twelve Days of Scout Camp
Scouting "Do You Know What I Know"
Trusty Tommy
Mighty Fine ... Scout Camp
My Leader
Mom, Wash My Underwear
A Scout's Christmas
Sarasponda, sarasponda, sarasponda
ret set set.
Sarasponda, sarasponda sarasponda ret set set.
A doray-oh, A doray boomday-oh.
A doray boomday ret set set, ah say pa say oh.
Boom-be-da, boom-be-da, boom-be-da, boom-ay
[split group into 2 parts. Sing through together then
one group continues singing the "boom-be-da" part while the
others sing throught he verse. Then switch.]
Sing with reverence.
Day is done, Gone the sun
From the Lakes, From the , hills, From the sky
All is well, Safely rest, God is nigh.
Fading light, Dims the sight,
And a star gems the sky, Gleaming bright,
From afar, Drawing nigh, Falls the night.
Thanks and praise, For our days,
Neath the sun, Neath the stars, Neath the sky,
As we go, This we know, God is nigh.
Where Have all the Tigers Gone...
This is sung to the tune of "Where Have All the Flowers Gone?"
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!
-- Thanks to Eyeleen, Orange
Service Unit #3, Orange, California -- Cub Scout translation by Becky
Shank, Webelos Leader, Pack 636, Great Western District, Greater Cleveland
Council.
The Twelve
Day's of Scout Camp
sung to tune "The Twelve
Days of Christmas"
On the first day of Scout Camp, my mommie sent to me A box of Trails End Popcorn.
On the second day of Scout Camp, my mommie sent to me Two Tee-shirts, and a <<skip to above>>
On the third day of Scout Camp <<continue wording as above>> Three pairs of socks, two <<skip to above>>
Fourth // Four Woolen Caps
Fifth // Five Underpants
Sixth // Six postage stamps
Seventh // Seven cans of bug spray
Eighth // Eight batman comic books
Ninth // Nine bars of soap
Tenth // Ten dry matches
Eleventh // Eleven shoe strings
Twelfth // Twelve bandaids
Scouting
˜Do You Know What I Know"
Sung to tune "Do you hear what I hear"
Said the Tiger Cub to the Mighty Scout,
"Do you know what I know?
With my partner I just learned about,
Do you know what I know?
A promise, a promise is swirling in my head, It will bring us the world
and fun.
It will bring us the world and fun."
Said the Wolf Cub to the Mighty Scout,
"Do you hear what I hear?
In my den I just learned about,
Do you hear what I hear?
A skit, a skit, is practised just for you, It will bring us experience
and delight,
It will bring us experience and delight."
Said the Bear Cub to the Mighty Scout,
"Have you made what I've made?
In our shop just the other night,
Have you made what I've made? A craft, a craft is sitting over there.
It will bring us good skills to share,
It will bring us good skills to share."
Said the Webelos to the Mighty Scout,
"Have you been where I've been?
In the snow and in the warmth of Spring,
Have you been where I've been? The camping, the food, our curiosity,
We are strong to follow your path,
We are strong to follow your path."
Said the Mighty Scout to cubs gathered there,
"Do you know what I know?
In your dens Scouts everywhere,
Do you know what I know? Your games, your work is shining in your face.
You will grow to lead the rest,
You will grow to do your best!
Trusty
Tommy
Tune: Yankee Doodle
Trusty Tommy was a Boy Scout
Loyal to his mother,
Helpful to the folks about,
And Friendly to his brother.
Courteous to the girls he knew,
Kind unto his rabbit,
Obedient to his father, too,
and Cheerful in his habits.
Thrifty saving for a need,
Brave, but not a faker,
Clean in thought and word and deed,
And Reverent to his Maker.
The busses that you ride in, they say are mightly fine,
But when they turn a corner, they leave the wheels behind.
Chorus:
Oh, I don't want no more of Scout Camp Life..
Gee, Mom, I want to go, but they won't let me go;
Gee, Mom, I want to 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 friend of mine
The spagetti 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/cabins 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/her yet.
My
Leader
(Tune: My Bonnie Lies Over the Ocean)
My leader fell into a
pothole
In a glacier while climbing an Alp.
He's still there after 50 long winters,
And all you can see is his scalp.
Chorus:
Bring back, bring back,
O bring back my leader to me, to me.
Bring back, bring back,
O bring back my leader to me, to me.
My leader was proud of his whiskers,
To shave them would give him the blues.
They hung all the way to his ankles,
And he used them for shining his shoes.
Chorus:
My leader had faith in a sailboat
He had built from an old hollow tree.
My leader set sail for Australia,
Now my leader lies under the sea.
Chorus:
My leader made friends with hyenas,
He gave them a ride on his raft.
When a crocodile reached up and grabbed him,
The hyenas just sat there and laughed.
Chorus:
My leader annoyed his dear parents
They tossed him right out of the bus.
And if we don't mend our behavior,
Why that's what will happen to us.
Chorus:
Mom,
Wash My Underwear
Tune: "God Bless America"
Mom, wash my underware, my only pair.
We can find them, and move them,
From the heap by the side of the chair.
To the washer, to the clothesline,
To my backpack, to my rear.
Mom, wash my underware, my only pair.
Mom, wash my underware, my only pair.
-- Thanks to Chuck Bramlet, ASM Troop 323, Thunderbird District, Grand Canyon Council, Phoenix, Az.
A
Scout's Christmas
By K. Meyers, D. Busker, and the boys of Den 4, Pack
1515, Alexandria, VA
(tune: Jingle Bells)
Dashing through the den,
With a rope held by each end,
Tying a bowline knot
Then showing what I've got.
Whittling with my knife
On a practice Dial soap bar.
I can hardly wait,
Scout camp can't be far.
Bait a hook,
Learn to cook,
Bike ro-de-os.
Neckerchief slides,
Canned food drives,
Learning to take photos.
Pancake mix,
Carving sticks,
Keeps us on the run.
Our families
Make all these
Memories so much fun.
Dashing through the camp,
Putting up the tents,
Popping all the corn,
Blowing that morning horn.
Of scout camp we all dream
We'll soon be old enough
Tigers, Bobcats, Wolves, and Bears
We're made of real tough stuff!
Half-hitch knots,
Setting up cots,
Playing fun new games.
Hammers and nails,
Compass and trails,
Arrow points are the thing.
Santa's coming,
We've been good,
As good as we can be...
Load our stocking
With a pocket knife,
Boy Scouts we want to be!
-- Thanks to Pete Farnham, CM, Pack 1515, GW District, NCAC, Alexandria, VA
