Troop 72 songs

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 oveans, white with foam.

GOD BLESS AMERICA, my home sweet home.
GOD BLESS AMERICA, my home sweet home.
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The Star Spangled Banner

Composed by Francis Scott Key,
"In Defense of Fort McHenry",
September 20, 1814.
Congress proclaimed it the U.S. National Anthem in 1931.

Oh, say, can you see, by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hail'd at the twilight's last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars, thro' the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watch'd, were so gallantly streaming?
And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof thro' 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 thro' 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 wash'd 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 lov'd homes and the war's desolation;
Blest with vict'ry and peace, may the heav'n-rescued land
Praise the Pow'r that hath made and preserv'd 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!

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Taps

Day is done, gone the sun,
From the lake, 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.

Sun has set, shadows come,
Time has fled, Scouts must go to their beds
Always true to the promise that they made.

While the light fades from sight,
And the stars gleaming rays softly send,
To thy hands we our souls, Lord, commend.

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Taps

Day is done, Gone the sun,
From the lake, 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.

Fades the light, Falls the night,
O'er the vale, O'er the hill,
O'er the sky;
From afar, Shines a star;
Falls the night.

Dear one, rest! In the West,
Sable night, Lulls the day;
On her breats.
Sweet, goodnight! Ah, so soon!
Peaceful dreams.

Soldier rest, Gently pressed,
To the calm, Mother Earth's
Waiting breast;
Duty done, Like the sun:
Going West.

Thanks and praise, for our day,
'Neath the sun, 'neath the stars,
'Neath the sky.
As we go, this we know,
God is nigh.

Starry bright, Be you flight,
To the goal, Of the soul,
Shining white;
God is near, Have no fear,
In His light.

Sleep and dream, Every beam,
God keep watch o'er all
Thru the night
We shall meet with the morn',
So good night.

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Battle Hymne of the Republic

1. 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.

CH: Glory, glory, halleluhat!
Glory, glory, halleluhat!
Glory, glory, halleluhat!
His truth is marching on

2. 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.

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America the Beautiful

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's feet,
Whose stern, impassioned stress
A thoroughfare for freedom beat,
Across the wilderness!
America! America! God mend thin every flaw,
Confirm thy soul in self-control,
Thy liberty in law!

O, Beautiful, for heros proved,
In liberating strife,
Who more than self their country loved,
And mercy more than life.
America! America, may God thy gold refine,
Till all success be nobleness,
And every gain devine.

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.
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Ghost Chickens in the Sky

A chicken farmer went out one dark and dreary day.
He rested by the coup as he went along his way.
When all at once a rotten egg hit him in the eye.
It was the sight he dreaded...
Ghost chickens in the sky.
Bok, bok, bok, bok.
Bok, bok, bok, bok.
Ghost Chickens in the sky.

The farmer has raised chickens since he was twenty-four.
Working for the Colonel for thirty years or more.
Killin' all those chickens and sending them to fry.
Now they want revenge...
Ghost chickens in the sky.
Bok, bok, bok, bok.
Bok, bok, bok, bok.
Ghost chickens in the sky.

Their feet were black and shiny, their eyes were burning red.
They had not 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 served him with cole slaw.

Bok, bok, bok, bok.
Bok, bok, bok, bok.
Ghost chickens in the sky.

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Johnnie Verbeck

1. There was a little Dutchman, his name was Johnnie Verbeck.
He was a dealer in sausages, and sauerkraut, and spec.
He amde the finest sausages that ever you did see.
But one day he invented, a wonderful sausage machine.

CH: Oh, Johnnie Verbeck, Oh, Johnnie Verbeck, 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;
For they'll all be ground to sausages in Johnnie Verbeck's machine.

2. One day a little fat boy, came walking in the store.
He bought a pound of sausages and piled them on the floor.
The boy began to whistle, he whistled up a tune.
And all the little sausages went dancing 'round the room

3. One day the machine got busted, and the darn thing wouldn't go.
So Johnnie Verbeck, he climbed inside, to see what made it so.
His wife, she had a nightmare, and wlaking in her sleep,
She gave the crand an awful yank and Johnnie Verbeck was meat.
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Boom Chick a Boom

(repeat after me)
This is a repeat after me song
This song has a beat
And it goes like this
(slap thighs, clap hands,...till end of song)
Are you ready?
Al right!
Here we go!
I say, Boom chicka boom.
I say, Boom chicka boom.
I say, Boom chicka-racka, chicka-racka, chicka boom.
Oh, yeah!
Un - huh,
One more time ...

Southern style
Sexy
Rock Out
Real Loud
Real High
British Style
Dracula
Whisper
Real Soft
Real Deep

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Ging Gang Goolie

Ging gang goolie, goolie, goolie, goolie watcha,
Ging gang goo,
Ging gang goo.
Ging gang goolie, goolie, goolie, goolie watcha,
Ging gang goo,
Ging gang goo.

A law, a law shay law,
A law, shay law a law o - o - o
A law, a lay shay law,
A law, shay law a law ooo.

Shally wally, shally wally, shally wally, shally wally,
OOmpah, oompah, oompah, oompah, ...

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All You Etta

All you etta, think of all you etta,
All you etta think of all you et.

(Group repeats the leader)
Think of all the ________ you et,
All the ________ , ________
All you et,

Ohhhh . . .

(repeat, using different foods
each time starting with appetizers
and continuing through dessert)

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The Grand Old Duke Of York

The Grand Old Duke of York, he had ten thousand men,
He marched them up a hill and then he marched them down again.
And when you’re up you’re up, and when you’re down you’re down,
And when you’re only half way up you’re neither up or down.

Hole in the Bottom of the Sea (follow along)

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 hole in the bottom of the sea,
There’s a hole in the bottom of the sea,
There’s a log,
In the hole,
There’s a hole in the bottom of the sea.

(continue until ...)
There’s 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.
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Pink Pajamas

1. I wear my pink pajamas in the summer when it’s hot
I wear my flannel nighties in the summer when it’s not.
And sometimes in the springtime and sometimes in the fall
I jump between the sheets with nothing on at all! (Woo!)

CH: Glory, glory, Hallelujah!
Glory, glory, what’s it to ya’.
Balmy breezes blowing through ya’,
With nothing on at all

2. I wake up in the morning with sheets upon my head,
My little tootsie wootsies are a hangin’ out of bed,
Three times out of four times, I am lying on the floor.
I ain’t gonna drint that milk no more!

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The Quartermaster's Store

CH: My eyes are dim, I cannot see.
I have not brought my specs with me
I have not brought my specs with me

1. There are snakes, snakes, snakes,
Big as garden rakes
At the store, at the store.
There are snakes, snakes, snakes,
Big as garden rakes
At the Quartermaster store.

2. There are mice, mice, mice
Running through the rice, ...

3. There are rate, rats, rats,
Big as alley cats, ...

4. There are ants, ants, ants,
Running through your pants, ...

5. There are beans, beans, beans,
That make you feel so mean, ...

6. There is gravy, gravy, gravy,
Rejected by the Navy, ...

7. There is meat, meat, meat
That knocks you off your feet, ...

8. There is chicken, chicken, chicken,
The sight which makes you sicken, ...

9. There is pie, pie, pie,
Which makes you want to die, ...

10. There are la-dy-bugs,
Running through the mugs, ...

11. There is tea, tea, tea,
That tasts just like the sea, ...

12. There are girls, girls, girls,
Playing with their curls, ...

13. There is a geek, geek, geek,
Sitting by the creek, ...

14. There are staffers, staffers, staffers,
Climbing in the rafters, ...

15. There are frogs, frogs, frogs,
Sitting on the logs, ...

16. There are lice, lice, lice,
Bigger than the mice, ...

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The Quartermaster's Song

There are snakes, snakes, snakes
Big as garden rakes,
At the store! At the store!
There are snakes, snakes, snakes,
Big as garden rakes, at the Quartermaster's store.

Chorus
My eyes are dim I can-not see.
I have not got my specs with me.
I have HEY! Not HO! got my specs with me.

There are mice, mice, mice
Running though the rice,
At the store! At the store!
There are mice, mice, mice,
Running through the rice, at the Quartermaster's store.

Chorus
Continue with each of the following:
3. lice - living on the mice.
4. rats - big as alley cats.
5. roaches - big as football coaches
6. watches - big as sasquaches
7. snakes - big as garden rakes
8. bears - but no one really cares
9. beavers - with little meat cleavers
10. foxes - stuffed in little boxes

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Bill Grogan's goat

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 ...*

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John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt

John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt,
His name is my name too.

Whenever we go out,
The people always shout,
There goes John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt.

Dah dah dah dah, dah dah dah

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Tom the Toad

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 ëgatorís 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!

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Kum Ba Yah

1. Kum ba yah, my Lord, kum ba yah.
Kum ba yah, my Lord, kum ba yah.
Kum ba yah, my Lord, kum ba yah.
Oh Lord, kum ba yah.

2. Someone's singing Lord, kum ba yah.
Someone's singing Lord, kum ba yah.
Someone's singing Lord, kum ba yah.
Oh Lord, kum ba yah.

3. Someone's shouting Lord, ...

4. Someone's yelling Lord, ...

5. Someone's crying Lord, ...

6. Someone's praying Lord, ...

7. Kum ba yah, my Lord, ...

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Michael Row Your Boat Ashore

CH: Michael row your boat ashore, Hallelujah.
Michael row your boat ashore, Hallelujah.

1. Sister help to trim the sails, Hallelujah.
Sister help to trim the sails, Hallelujah.

2. River Jordan is chilly and cold, Hallelujah.
Chills the body, but not the soul, Hallelujah.

3. River Jorday is deep and wide, Hallelujah.
Milk and honey on the other side, Hallelujah.

4. Brother lend a helping hand, Hallelujah.
Brother lend a helping hand, Hallelujah.
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Father Abraham

Father Abraham had seven sons.
Seven sons had father Abraham.
And he never laughed, and he never cried.
All he did was go like this:

1. with his left (arm)
2. with his right (arm)
3. with his left leg
4. with his right leg
5. and a wiggle
6. all around
7. sit down

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One Tin Soldier

1. Listen, children, to a story
That was written long ago
'Bout a kingdom on a mountain
And the valley folk below.
On the mountain was a treasure
Buried deep be neath a stone,
And the valley people swore
They'd have it for their very own.

CH: Go ahead and hate your neighbor;
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the hame of heaven;
Justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowin'
Come the judgement day.
On the bloody morning after ...
One tin soldier rides away.

2. So the people of the valley
sent a message up the hill
asking for the buried treasure,
tons of gold for which they'd kill.
"With our brother we will share
All the secrets of the mountain,
all the riches buried there."

3. Now the valley cried with anger,
"Mount your horses, draw your sword;"
And they killed the mountain people,
so they won their just reward.
Now they stood beside the treasure
on the mountain side, dark and red,
Turned the stone and looked beneath in.
"Peace on earth" was all it said.

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This Land is Your Land

CH: This land is your land, this land is my land,
From California, to the Nyw Your island,
From the redwood forest, to the Gulf stream waters,
This land was made for your and me.

1. As I was walking that ribbon of highway,
I saw above me that endless skyway,
I saw below me that golden valley,
This land was made for you and me.

2. I roamed and rambled, and I followed my footsetps,
To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts,
All around me a voice was sounding,
This land was made for you and me.

3. When he sun came shining, then 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.

4. I followed your low hills, and I followed your cliff rims,
Your marble canyons and sunny bright waters,
This voice came calling as the fog was lifting,
This land was made for you and me.

5. Nobody living, can ever stop me,
As I go walking down freedom's highway,
Nobody living can make me turn back.
This land was made for you and me.

6. As I went walking, I saw a sign there,
And on that sign it said "no trespassing"
But on the other side, it didn't say nothing,
This side was made for you and me.

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Camp Granada

Hello Mudda, hello Fadda,
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 Lenard 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 that this should scare you,
But my bunkmate has malaria.
You remember Jeffery Hardy,
They're about to organize a searching party.

Take me home, oh Mudda, Fadda,
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 mess the house with other boys,
O please don't make me stay,
I've been here one whole day.

Dearest Father, Darling Mother,
How's my precious little brudda?
Let me come home if you miss me,
I would even let Aunt Bertha hug and kiss me.

Wait a minute, it stopped hailing,
Guys are swimming, guys are sailing.
Playing baseball, gee that's betta,
Mudda, Fadda kindly disregard this letta!

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It's a Small World

1. It's a world of laughter, a world of tears;
It's a world of hopes and a world of fears.
There's so much that we share,
that it's time we're aware,
It's a small world after all.

CH: It's a small world after all.
It's a small world after all.
It's a small world after all.
It's a small, small world.

2. There is just one moon and one golden sun;
And a simle means friendship to everyone.
Through the mountains divide
And the oceans are wide.
It's a small, small world.

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I've Been Working on the Railroad

I've been working on the railroad, all the live long day.
I've been working on the railroad, just to pass the time away;
Can't you head 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! (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; (I know oh)
Someone's in the kitchen with Dinah,
Strummin' on the old banjo.

And singing: Fee, Fi Fiddely-I-Oh!
Fee, Fi Fiddely-I-O-o-o-oh!
Fee, Fi Fiddely-I-Oh!
Strummin' on the old banjo.

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Five Hundred Miles

1. If you miss the train I'm on, you will know that I am gone,
You can hear the wistle blow a hundred miles.

A hundred miles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles,
You can hear the wistle blow a hundred miles.

2. Lord, I'm one, Lord I'm two, Lord, I'm three, Lord, I'm four;
Lord, I'm five hundred miles from my home.

Away from home, away from home, away from home, away from home,
Lord, I'm five hundred miles from my home.

3. Not a shirt on my back, not a penny to my name,
Lord, I can't go back home this away.

This away, this away, this away, this away,
Lord, I can't go back home this away.

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I'd Like to Teach the World to Sing

I'd like to buld the world a home,
And furnish it with love,
Grow apple trees and honey bees,
And snow white turtle doves.
I'd like to teach the world to sing,
In perfect harmony,
I'd like to hold it in my arms,
And keep it company.
I'd like to see the world for once,
Walk hand, in hand, in hand,
And hear them echo through the hills,
For peace throughout the land.

It's the real thing,
What the world wants today,
That's the wat it'll stay,
With the real thing.
I'd like to teach the world to sing,
In perfect harmony,
A song of peace that echoes on,
And never goes away.

Put your hand in my hand,
Let/s begin today,
With your hand in my hand,
Help me find the way.

I'd like to see the world for once,
Walk hand, in hand, in hand,
And hear them echo through the hills,
For peace throughout the land.
I'd like to teach the world to sing,
In perfect harmony,
A song of peach that echoes on,
And never goes away.

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Battle of New Orleans

1. 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 net the bloody British near the town of New Orleans.

CH: We fired our guns and the British kept a comin'.
There waz-n't nigh as many as they wuz a while ago,
We fired once more and they began to runnin'.
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.

2. We looked down the river and we see'd the British come,
There must have been a hundred of 'em beating on the drums.
They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring,
While we stood behind our cotton bales and didn't say a thing.

3. Ol' Hickory said we could takem them by suprise,
If we didn't say a word 'til we looked 'em in the eye.
So we held our fire 'til we saw their faces well,
Then we opened up our squirrel gund and really gave them ... well ...

4. We fired our cannons 'til the barrel melted down,
So we grabbed an alligator and we fired another round,
We filled his belly with cannon balls and powdered his behind,
And when we lit the powder of the 'gator lost his mind.

5. They ran through the briar and they ran through the bramble and
They ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go.
They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch them,
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.

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This Land is Your Land

words and music by Woody Guthrie
©1956 (renewed 1984), 1958 (renewed 1986) and 1970 TRO-Ludlow Music, Inc. (BMI)

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 a ribbon of highway
I saw above me an endless skyway
I saw below me a golden valley
This land was made for you and me

Chorus

I've roamed and rambled and I've 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

The sun comes shining as I was strolling
The wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling
The fog was lifting a voice come chanting
This land was made for you and me

Chorus

As I was walkin' - I saw a sign there
And that sign said - no tress passin'
But on the other side .... it didn't say nothin!
Now that side was made for you and me!

Chorus

In the squares of the city - In the shadow of the steeple
Near the relief office - I see my people
And some are grumblin' and some are wonderin'
If this land's still made for you and me.

Chorus (2x)

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Blowin' in the Wind

1. How many roads must a man walk down,
Before they call him a man?
How many seas must a white dove sail,
Before she can sleeo in the sand?
How many times must the cannonballs fly,
Before they're forever banned?

CH: The answer my friend,
Is blowing in the wind;
The answer is blowing in the wind.

2. How many years must some mountains exist,
Before they are swept to the sea?
How many years must some people exist,
Before they're allowed to be free?
How many times can a man turn his head,
And pretend that he just doesn't see?

3. How many times must a man look up,
Before they are swept to the sea?
How many ears must one man have,
Before he can hear people cry?
How many deaths will it take 'till he knows
That too many people have died?

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If I Had a Hammer

1. If I had a hammer, I'd hammer in the morning;
I'd hammer in the evening, all over this land;
I'd hammer out danger, I'd hammer out warning,
I'd hammer out love between my brothers and my sisters,
All over this land.

2. If I had a bell, I'd ring it in the morning;
I'd ring it in the evening, all over this land;
I'd ring out danger, I'd ring out warning,
I'd ring out love between my brothers and my sisters,
All over this land.

3. If I had a song, I'd sing it in the morning;
I'd sing it in the evening, all over this land;
I'd sing out danger, I'd sing out warning,
I'd sing out love between my brothers and my sisters,
Al over this land.

4. Well, I have a hammer, and I've got a bell (to ring),
And I've got a song (to sing), all over this land;
It's the hammer of justice, it's the bell of freedom,
It's a song about love between my brothers and my sisters,
Al over this land.

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Puff the Magic Dragon

1. Puff the magic dragon, lived by the sea,
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Hona-lee,
Little Jacker Paper, loved that rascal Puff,
And brought him strings and sealing wax and other fancy stuff.

CH: Puf the magic dragon, lived by the sea,
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Hona-lee,
Puf the magic dragon, lived by the sea,
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Hona-lee,

2. Together they would travel on a boat with billowed sail,
Jackie kept a lookout perched on Puff's gigantic tail.
Nobel kings and princes would bow whene'er they came,
Pirate ships would lower their flags when puff roared out his name.

3. A dragon lives forever, but not so little boys,
Painted wings and giant rings make wat for other toys,
One grep night it happened, Jackie Paper came no more,
And Puff that mighty dragon, he ceased his fearless roar.

4. Hed head was bent in sorrow; green scales fell like rain,
Puff no longer went to play along the Cherry Lane.
Without his lifelong friend, Puff could not be brave.
So, Puff that mighty dragon, sadly slipped into his cave.

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Follow me, Boys!

1. There's a job to do, there's a fight to win;
Follow me, boys, follow me!
And it won't be done till we all pitch in.
Lift your chin with a grin, and follow me!

CH: Follow me, boys, follow me!
When you think you're 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!)

2. Tho' the journey's end is beyond our sight;
Follow me, boys, follow me!
If we do our best, then we've all done right!
Pack your load; hit the road, and follow me!
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Scouting Spirit

1. I've got that Scouting Spirit, up in my head,
Up in my head, Up in my head,
I've got that Scouting Spirit, up in my head,
Up in my head to stay!

2. Deep in my heart ...

3. Down in my feet ...

4. All over me ...

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Philmont Hymn

Silver on the sage,
Starlit skies above,
Aspen covered hills,
Country that I love.
Philmont Here's 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 the,
Scouting Paradise,
Out in God's country Tonight.

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Scout Vespers

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 birght?
Can I guitless sleep tonight?
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 birhgt,
The oath and law will be my guide.
Mom and dad this you should know,
Deep in my heart I love you so.

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