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-A-
ALI BABA'S CAMEL 
ALICE 
ALICE THE CAMEL 
ALL YOU ET 
ALOUETTE 
AMERICA THE BEAUTIFUL 
ANTS GO MARCHING 
-B-
BE KIND TO YOUR WEB-FOOTED FRIENDS 
BE PREPARED 
BILL GROGAN'S GOAT 
BINGO 
BIRDIE SONG
BIRDS IN THE WILDERNESS 
BOA-CONSTRICTOR
BOOM BOOM
BOOM- CHIC-A-BOOM 
BRAIN BOXER (TOP NOTCHER) 
-C-
CAMP HINDS SPIRIT 
CAMPFIRES BURNING 
CANNIBAL KING 
CAT CAME BACK
CHICAGO FIRE SONG 
CHICKEN SONG 
COCK ROBIN 
CUKOO 
-D-
DAMPER SONG 
DEM BONES
DO LORD 
DO YOUR EARS HANG LOW 
DREAMING OF THE CAMPFIRE 
DUTCH TWINS 
-E-
EDIELVIESS
-F-
FATHER ABRAHAM 
FLEA FLY 
FROM THE FIRST HELLO 
-G-
GARY OWEN 
GEORGE WASHINGTON BRIDGE 
GERMAN MUSIC SONG 
GING GANG GOOLI 
GING GANG GOOLI 
GRAND OLD CAPTAIN KIRK 
GRAND OLD DUKE OF YORK 
GREEN GRASS GREW ALL AROUND 
GREEN GROW THE RUSHES 
-H-
HAIL, HAIL, SCOUTING SPIRIT 
HAIL SCOUT CAMP WILLIAM HINDS
HAM AND EGGS 
HARRY KAKALEGIAN 
HEAD, SHOULDERS, KNEES, TOES
HE'S GOT THE WHOLE WORLD 
HI HO 
HINDS, HINDS, HINDS 
HOLE IN THE BUCKET 
HOME ON THE RANGE 
HOW PECULIAR 
-I-
I KNEW AN OLD LADY WHO SWALLOWED A FLY 
I LOVE THE MOUNTAINS
I WANT TO LINGER 
IF I HAD A HAMMER 
IF YOU'RE HAPPY
I'M A FORD 
I'M HAPPY WHEN I'M HIKING 
IT'S-A ME 
I'VE GOT THAT SCOUTING SPIRIT
-J-
JOHN BROWN'S FORD 
JOHN JACOB JINGLEHEIMER SCHMITT 
JOHNNY VERBECCK 
JONAH 
JUNIOR BYRD-MEN 
-K-
KING'S NIVY 
KUM BA YAH 
KUM BA YAH WITH THE SCOUT LAW 
-L-
LESSONS
LET THERE BE PEACE 
LITTLE ACORN 
LITTLE RABBIT
LITTLE RED CABOOSE 
LITTLE TOMMY TINKER 
LITTLEST WORM 
-M-
MADALINA CADALINA 
McTAVISH IS DEAD
MEN OF HINDS 
MICHAEL ROW THE BOAT ASHORE
MUFFIN MAN 
MY BONNIE 
MY BOY SCOUT HAT 
MY HAT IT HAS THREE CORNERS
-N-
NATIONAL EMBALMING SCHOOL
-O-
OLD FAMILY TOOTHBRUSH
OLD MACDONALD 
OLD MILL STREAM 
OLD TIME RELIGION 
ON MY HONOR 
ONE BOTTLE OF POP
ONE FINGER ONE THUMB 
ONE HEN, TWO DUCKS 
OUR SUMMER CAMP 
-P-
PADDLE SONG 
PATSY ORY AAY 
PEACE 
PICK A BALE OF COTTON 
PINE TREE
PINK PAJAMAS
PRETORIA 
-Q-
QUATERMASTER'S STORE 
QUI QUAE 
-R-
RATTLIN' BOG 
RAVIOLI 
REGARDS TO AQUATICS 
RISE AND SHINE 
ROCK-A MY SOUL 
ROW, ROW, ROW YOUR BOAT
ROWING UP THE TENNY 
-S-
SCOUT LAW SONG 
SCOUTING LIGHT 
SCOUTING WE GO 
SECOND STORY WINDOW 
SEWER SONG 
SHOUTING LORD, LORD, LORD 
SILVER SPADE 
SINGING IN THE RAIN 
SIPPIN' CIDER 
SIXPENCE 
STATES SONG
SUNSHINE MOUNTAIN
SUZY 
SWIMMING SWIMMING
SWING LOW, SWEET CHARIOT 
-T-
TAKE ME OUT TO THE BALL GAME
TAPS 
TARZAN OF THE APES 
TELL ME WHY 
THE HAPPY WANDERED
THREE JOLLY FISHERMEN 
THREE WOOD PIGEONS 
TITANIC 
TO OPE' THEIR TRUNKS 
TRAIL THE EAGLE 
TROLLEY 
-U-
UKI TUKI UMBA 
-V-
VAPOR SONG 
VESPERS 
-W-
WATILLY ATCHA 
WE ARE CRAZY 
WE'RE ALL TOGETHER AGAIN 
WE'RE ON THE UPWARD TRAIL 
WHEN SAMMY HUNG THE PAPER 
-X-
-Y-
YANKEE DOODLE DANDY 
YOU CAN'T GET TO HEAVEN 
YOU CAN'T LOVE ONE 
-Z-
ZUM GALI GALI 



 
ALI BABA'S CAMEL 

Tune: "Bingo"

Ali Baba had a camel.
Camel's name was Ralph. 
R-A-L-P-H 
R-A-L-P-H 
R-A-L-P-H 
And Ralph was his name. 

Sung 6 times, each time drop
one letter from the word
"RALPH" and replace it with
a clap.

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ALICE

Alice, Where art thou going? 
Upstairs to take a bath. 
Alice, With legs like toothpicks 
And a neck like a giraffe 
raf raf raf raf raf raf raf 
Alice Steps in the bathtub 
Alice Pulls out the plug 
Oh my goodness? Oh my soul 
There goes Alice down the hole 
Alice, what does thou sayest? 
Blub Blub Blub 

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ALICE THE CAMEL

Alice the camel has five humps 
Alice the camel has five humps 
Alice the camel has five humps 
So go, Alice, go 
Boom, boom, boom

Alice the camel has four humps 
Alice the camel has four humps 
Alice the camel has four humps 
So go, Alice, go 
Boom, boom, boom

Alice the camel has three humps .... 

Alice the camel has two humps .... 

Alice the camel has one hump..... 

Alice the camel has no humps 
Alice the camel has no humps 
Alice the camel has no humps 
`Cause Alice is a horse!

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ALL YOU ET

Tune: "Alouette" 

All: All you et-a 
Think of all you et-a 
All you et-a 
Think of all you et! 

Leader: Think of all the soup you et 
All: Think of all the soup you et 
Leader: Soup you et 
All: Soup you et 
Leader: All you et
All: All you et 
Oh oh oh oh 
All you et-a 
Think of all you et-a 
All you et-a 
Think of all you et 

Replace "soup" with other items
from the menu.

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ALOUETTE

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All: Alouette, Gentille alouette 
Alouette, Je te plumerai 

Leader: Je te plumerai la tete 
All: Je te plumerai la tete 
Leader: Et la tete 
All: Et la tete
Leader: Alouette
All: Alouette

All: Oh, oh, oh, oh 
Alouette, Gentille Alouette 
Alouette, Je te plumerai les oieux 
Je te plumerai les oieux 
Et les oieux 
Et les oieux 
Et la tete 
Et la tete 
Alouette 
Alouette 

Other parts: 
La tete - head 
Les oieux - eyes 
Le nez - nose 
Les oreilles - ears 
La bouche - mouth 
Le cou - neck 
Les mains - hands 
Les bras - arms 
Le dos - back 
Les pattes - legs 
Les pieds - feet 
Les orteilles - toes 

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AMERICA THE BEAUTIFUL 

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O beautiful, 
For spacious skies, 
For amber waves of grain. 
For purple mountain's majesty 
Above the fruited plain. 
America, America 
God shed His grace on Thee 
And crown thy good 
With brotherhood 
From sea to shining sea.

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ANTS GO MARCHING 

The ants go marching One by one 
Hooray! Hooray! 
The ants go marching One by one 
Hooray! Hooray! 
The ants go marching One by one 
The little one stops To have some fun 
And they all go marching 
Down into the ground 
To get out of the rain. 
Boom boom boom 
Boom boom boom boom 

Additionnal verses:
Two: to tie his shoe 
Three: to climb a tree 
Four: to close the door 
Five: to scrath his hives 
Six: to pick up sticks 
Seven: to go to heaven 
Eight to shut the gate 
Nine: to swing on the vine 
Ten: to start again. 

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BE KIND TO YOUR WEB-FOOTED FRIENDS 

Be kind to your web-footed friends. 
For a duck may be somebody's mother. 
Be kind to your friends in the swamp, 
Where the weather is always damp. 
You may think that this is the end. 
Well it is! 

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BE PREPARED

Be be be prepared, 
The motto of the boy Scouts.
Be be be prepared,
The motto of the Scouts. 
Prepared, prepared, 
The motto of the Boy Scouts. 
Prepared, prepared, 
The motto of the Scouts. 

Usually sung as a round

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BILL GROGAN'S GOAT 

Boodliada 
Boodliada 
Bop, bop, bop. 

Bill Grogan's Goat 
Was feeling fine. 
Ate six red shirts 
Right off the line. 
Bill took a stick. 
Gave him a whack. 
And tied him to 
The railroad tracks. 
The whistle blew. 
The train grew nigh. 
Bill Grogan's Goat 
Was doomed to die. 
He gave a cry 
Of mortal pain. 
Coughed up those shirts. 
And flagged the train. 

Boodliada 
Boodliada 
Bop, bop, bop 
Bop. 

Sung as a "Repeat after me" song. 
Leader sings one line and the group
repeats it.

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BINGO

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Old MacDonald had a dog.
Dog's name was Bingo. 
B-I-N-G-O 
B-I-N-G-O 
B-I-N-G-O 
And Bingo was his name, oh. 

Sung 6 times, each time drop
one letter from the word
"BINGO" and replace it with
a clap.

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BIRDIE SONG

Way up in the sky 
The big birdies fly 
While down in the nest 
The little birds rest 

With a wing on the left, 
And a wing on the right, 
The sweet little birdies 
sleep all through the night 

Up comes the bright sun 
The dew goes a-way 
Good morning, good morning 
The little birds say! 

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BIRDS IN THE WILDERNESS

Here we sit like birds in the wilderness 
Birds in the wilderness 
Birds in the wilderness 
Here we sit like birds in the wilderness 
Waiting for you to come. 
Waiting for you to come 
Waiting for you to come 
Oh, here we sit like birds in the wilderness 
waiting for you to come.

Replace the word "you" with the name
of the person or group you are waiting for.

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BOA-CONSTRICTOR

I'm being swallowed by a boa-constrictor 
I'm being swallowed by a boa-constrictor 
I'm being swallowed by a boa-constrictor 
And I don't like it one little bit 
Oh, no, he's got my toe 
O gee, he's up to my knee 
Oh, my, he's reached my thigh 
O fiddle, he's at my middle 
Oh heck, he's up to my neck 
O dread, He's got my GULP!!!

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BOOM BOOM 

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Boom, boom 
Ain't it great to be Scouting? 
Boom, boom 
Ain't it great to be Outing? 
Camping, Hiking All day long, 
Boom, boom 
Ain't it great to be Scouting? 

Usually sung as a round.

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BOOM- CHIC-A-BOOM

Boom-Chic-a-Boom 
I said a Boom-Chic-A-Rock-A-
Chic-A-Rock-A-Chic-A-Boom 
Oh-Yeah 
Uh-Huh 

This time ... Louder! 

Sung as a "repeat after me" song. Leader
sings one line then the group repeats it.
Additional verses can be done:
Softer
Higher
Lower
Under water
Hold your tongue
etc.

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BRAIN BOXER 
(TOP NOTCHER) 

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With my hands on myself,
Vas is das here? 
Das is my brain boxer 
Ya mamma dear. 
Brain boxer, brain boxer 
Dippy dippy doo. 
Dat's vat I learned 
In the school 
Yah vol! 

Additional Verses:
Point to - Sing: 
Top of Head - Brain Boxer 
Forehead - Sweat Browser 
Eye - Eye Blinker 
Nose - Nose Blower 
Moustache - Soup Strainer 
Mouth - Meal Pusher 
Chin - Chin Chopper 
Neck - Rubber Necker 
Chest - Chest Protecter 
Stomach - Bread Basket 
Lap - Baby Bouncer 
Foot - Foot Stomper

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CAMP HINDS SPIRIT

I've got that Camp Hinds spirit 
Up in my head, up in my head, up in my head 
I've got that Camp Hinds spirit up in my head 
And its up in my head to stay

I've got that Camp Hinds spirit 
Deep in my heart, deep in my heart, deep in my heart 
I've got that Camp Hinds spirit deep in my heart 
And its deep in my heart, to stay

I've got that Camp Hinds spirit 
Down in my feet, down in my feet, down in my feet 
I've got that Camp Hinds spirit down in my feet 
And its down in my feet to stay 

I've got that Camp Hinds spirit 
Up in my head, deep in my heart, down in my feet 
I've got that Camp Hinds spirit all over me 
And its all over me to stay 

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CAMPFIRES BURNING 

Campfires burning, 
Campfires burning. 
Draw nearer, draw nearer. 
In the glowing, 
In the glowing, 
We'll sing and be merry. 

Usually sung as a round.

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CANNIBAL KING 

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The Cannibal King 
With a big nose ring 
Fell in love With a fair young dame. 
And every night 
By the pale moonlight, 
Across the lake he came. 

Oh a hug and a kiss For Zula Miss 
in the shade of the old palm tree 
Whenever they met 
They sang a duet 
Sounded like this to me: 

Bar-rumph (kiss-kiss) 
Bar-rumph (kiss-kiss) 
Bar-rumph ti di a di a-a ay 
Bar-rumph (kiss kiss) 
Bar-rumph (kiss kiss) 
bar-rumph ti di a di a-a ay 

The Cannibal King 
Went out on a fling. 
Out with his fair young dame. 
And so at night 
by the pale moonlight, 
Across the lake he came. 

He placed a band Upon her hand 
and vowed that he'd be true. 
And so that night 
by the pale moonlight 
They pitched a little woo. 

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CAT CAME BACK

Old man Johnson had troubles of his own. 
Had a little cat that wouldn't leave him alone. 
He tried and tried to give him away, 
He gave him to a man going far, far away.

CHORUS: 
But the cat came back, the very next day. 
But the cat came back, they thought he was a goner, 
But the cat came back, he just couldn't stay away, away, away. 

He gave it to a man going up in a balloon 
Told him to give it to the man in the moon 
The balloon came down about 20 miles away 
And where that man is we just can't say.

He gave him to a boy with a dollar note, 
Told him to take up the river in a boat, 
Tied a rock round its neck must have weighed a hundred pounds, 
And now they're dredging the river for the little boy who drowned. 

He gave him to a man going way, way out west, 
Told him to give it to the one he favored best, 
First the train jumped track, then it hit the rail,
And no one is alive today to tell the gruesome tale.

Old man Johnson said he'd shoot that cat on sight, 
So he loaded up his shotgun with nails and dynamite. 
He waited and waited for that cat to come around, 
But ninety seven pieces of the man were all they ever found

The H-bomb fell just the other day, 
The A-bomb fell in the very same way, 
Russia went, China went, and the USA 
The human race was destroyed without a chance to pray

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CHICAGO FIRE SONG 

Late last night 
When we were all in bed, 
Mrs. O'Leary 
Hung a lantern in the shed. 
And when the cow kicked it over, 
She winked her eye and said 
"There'll be a hot time 
In the ol' town tonight!" 
Fire, Fire, Fire 

Sing three times, each time
softer except for the 
fire fire fire.

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CHICKEN SONG 

Leader: We had a chicken 
That couldn't lay eggs 
All: We had a chicken 
That couldn't lay eggs. 
Leader: Until that rooster 
Came in our yard. 
All: Until that rooster 
Came in our yard. 
Leader: And caught our chicken 
Right off its guard. 
All: And caught our chicken 
Right off its guard. 

Refrain: 
All: We're having eggs now 
We never used to 
Until that rooster 
Came in our yard. 
Cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck. 
We're having eggs now 
We never used to 
Until that rooster 
Came in our yard. 

Additional Verses:
Chicken....lay eggs....eggs 
Cow....give milk....eggnog 
Dog...have pups...pooched eggs 
Garden...grow plants ...eggplants 
Gum tree...grow ...Chicklets 
Scout Camp...girls...Chicks
Me and my wife... no kids...egg heads
Field... grow flowers...chickweed
Car...run ...yolkswagen
Comedian...get laughs...yokes
Army...win battles ...shelled 
Cannon...fire...We have no rooster

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COCK ROBIN 

Who killed Cock Robin?
I said the sparrow 
With a little arrow 
I killed Cock Robin. 

And all the birds in the field 
Started sighin' and the sobbin' 
When they heard of the death 
Of poor Cock Robin. 
When they heard of the death 
Of poor Cock Robin. 
Who saw him die? 
I said the fly 
With my little eye 
I saw him die. 

Who'll say the service 
I said the rook 
With my little book 
I'll say the service 

Who'll dig the grave? 
I said the owl 
With my little trowel 
I'll dig the grave 

Who'll sew the shroud? 
I said the beetle 
With my little needle 
I'll sew the shroud 

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CUKOO

'Twas on a summer's morning
I walked the forest through. 
When suddenly I heard it. 
A sweet and loud cukoo. 
Cukoo, cukoo 
Cukoo, cukoo, cukoo 
Cukoo, cukoo 
Cukoo, cukoo, cukoo 

Usually sung as a round.

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DAMPER SONG 

Oh you push the damper in 
And you pull the damper out 
And the smoke goes up 
the chimney just the same 
Just the same 
Just the same 
And the smoke goes up the 
the chimney just the same 
Boom Boom. 

Song is repeated several times
each time replacing a line with
a motion and sound effect
1) Thrust arm forward say "Ugh"
2) Pull arm back with inhaling sound
3) Raise both pointer fingers in
spiral motion and say "whee"
4) Spiral right finger say "whee"
5) Spiral left finger say "whee"
6) Sprial both fingers say "whee"

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DEM BONES

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Lord he thought he'd make a man 
Dem bones gonna rise again 
Took a little water, took a little sand 
Dem bones goona rise again 

Chorus: 
I know it, know it, indeed I know it- 
brother, I know it, Whee! Dem bones gonna rise again. 

Put him in that garden fair 
Dem bones . . . 
Saw him mighty lonely there 
Dem bones . . . 

Took a rib from Adam's side 
made Miss Eve to be his bride. 

Put them in that garden fair 
Saw them mighty happy there. 

Apples, peaches, pears and such 
But one fruit you must not touch. 

Round that tree old Satan slunk 
At Miss Eve his eye he wunk. 

My that fruit looks mighty fine 
Take a bite, the Lord won't mind. 

So she took a pick and she took a pull 
Then she filled her apron full. 

Next day when the Lord came round 
Saw those cores all over the ground. 

Adam, Adam, where art thou? 
Here I am Lord, coming now! 

Adam who these cores did leave? 
Wasn't me Lord, must a been Eve. 

Adam you must leave this place 
Earn your bread by the sweat of your face. 

So he took a pick and he took a plow 
And that's why we're all singing now. 

This is the end, there ain't no more 
Eve got the apple, Adam got the core. 

Moral of the story be 
Don't leave your cores for the Lord to see. 

The line "Dem bones gonna rise again"
is repeated by the group after the leader
sings a line from the verses.

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DO LORD 

Chorus: 
Do lord, oh do Lord 
Oh do remember me. 
Oh lordy, do Lord 
Oh do Lord 
Oh do remember me. 
Do lord, oh do Lord, 
Oh do remember me. 
Look away beyond 
The blue horizon. 

We have the camp, 
The best in the land. 
Oh lordy, 
We have the camp, 
The best in the land. 
We have the camp, 
The best in the land. 
Look away beyond 
The blue horizon. 

Additional Verses:

We have the campers, 
The best in the land. 

We have the staff, 
The best in the land. 

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DO YOUR EARS HANG LOW ?

Do your ears hang low?
Do they wobble to and fro? 
Can you tie them in a knot? 
Can you tie them in a bow?
Can you throw them over your shoulder 
Like a Continental Soldier? 
Do your ears hang low? 

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DUTCH TWINS 

I'm a down-hearted Dutch boy 
With grief and with shame 
And das is the reason 
I don't know my name 

Refrain: 
Ya Hoy Ya Ya 
Hoy Ya Ya 
Hoy Ya Ya Ya 
Ya hoy ya ya 
Hoy ya ya 
Hoy ya ya ya 

You may think this funny 
You may think this queer 
But wait 'till the rest 
Of my story you hear 

My mother had twins 
Just me and my brother 
We look so much alike 
Can't tell one from another 

We're called Hans and Jacob 
And that was our names 
It doesn't make a difference 
We're called just the same 

Now one of us died 
Believe me 'tis so 
Which one of us died 
My mother don't know 

Now this is the thing 
I can't get through my head 
Am I Hans that is living 
Or Jacob that's dead? 

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EDIELVIESS

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Edielviess, Edielviess every morning 
you greet me. 
Small and white, clean and bright 
you look happy to greet me 
Blossom of snow may you bloom and 
grow, bloom and grow forever. 
Edielviess, edielviess bless my homeland forever 
Blossom of snow may you bloom and 
grow, bloom and grow forever. 
Edielviess, edielviess bless my homeland forever 

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FATHER ABRAHAM 

Father Abraham had seven sons, sir. 
Seven sons had father Abraham. 
And they didn't laugh 
And they didn't sing 
All they did was this go like this 

Leader: "With a right" 
Audience: "With a right" 

Leader: "With a right" 
Audience: "With a right" 
Leader: "With a left" 
Audience: "With a left" 

Leader: "With a right" 
Audience: "With a right" 
Leader: "With a left" 
Audience: "With a left" 
Leader: "With a right" 
Audience: "With a right" 
Leader: "With a left" 
Audience: "With a left" 

Add one the following each time thru:
"With a wiggle"
"With a shake"
"With a turnaround"

Use motions with words
with a right - thrust right arm forward
with a left - thrust left arm forward
with a right - kick right leg
with a left - kick left leg
with a wiggle - wiggle your hips
with a shake - shake your shoulders
with a turnaround - turn around

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FLEA FLY 

Flea. 
Flea, fly. 
Flea, fly, flow. 
Visca. 
Kuma latti, kuma latti, kuma latti, visca. 
Oh, no, no not la visca. 
Exa meenie sala meenie, oooh wah-ah ah-wah-ah meenie 
deci meenie, sala meenie oooh wah-ah ah-wah. 
Be bibbly ope-en dope-en, be bibbly dopp-en bopp-en sshhhh.

Sung as a "repeat after me" song. Leader
sings one line then the group repeats it.

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FROM THE FIRST HELLO 

From the first hello
To the last good-bye, 
Its been awfully nice to know you. 
So forgive the parting sigh, 
As we watch you go 
With your head held high. 

It's been fun and neat 
A pleasure to meet. 
A special treat to say I. 
From the first hello 
To the last good-bye. 

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GARY OWEN 

Chorus: 
Gary Owen, Gary Owen, Gary Owen 
In the valley of Montana all alone 
There are better days to be 
In the seventh cavalry 
When we charge again 
For dear old Gary Owen. 

I can here those sioux bucks singing, Sgt. Flynn 
I can here those tom-toms ringing, Sgt. Flynn 
I can here those sioux bucks singing, 
I can here those tom-toms ringing, 
But they don't yet know the tune to Gary Owen. 

It's first call I hear it sounding, Sgt. Flynn 
And it sounds like taps a-rounding, Sgt. Flynn 
Oh me lads, here's something fancy 
Take a break, it's Private Clancy 
And you'll feel better when he strikes up Gary Owen 

For it's Boots and Saddles sounding, Sgt. Flynn 
Along the line the men are bounding, Sgt. Flynn 
So let' saddle-up and fall in 
For the trumpets are callin' 
And the band is tuning up for Gary Owen. 

For it's forward we're advancing, Sgt. Flynn 
And the breeze guides are a-lancing, Sgt. Flynn 
Walk, trot, gallop, charged by thunder, 
We will ride those cut throats under. 
Drive your sabers to the hilt for Gary Owen. 

We are ambushed and surrounded, Sgt. Flynn 
Yet recall has not been sounded, Sgt. Flynn 
Gather round me and we'll rally 
Make one last stand in the valley 
For the Seventh Regiment and Gary Owen. 

You are cut, and scalped, and battered, Sgt. Flynn 
All your men are dead and scattered, Sgt. Flynn 
I will make you bed tomorrow 
With my head bowed down in sorrow. 
o'er your grave, I'll whistle Taps 
And Gary Owen. 

Leader sings lines of verses, group yells back "Sgt. Flynn" 
and "Gary Owen" at the end of each of those lines.

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GEORGE WASHINGTON BRIDGE 

Tune: "When you are in Love"

George Washington Bridge
George Washington Washington Bridge 
George Washington Bridge 
George Washington Washington Bridge 

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GERMAN MUSIC SONG 

Leader: Das is the German music From the father land! 
All: Das is the German music From the father land! 
Leader: Ikspeil on the viola! 
All: Ikspeil on the viola! 

All: Vio vio vio la Vio vio vio la 
Vio vio vio la Vio vio vio, hey! 

Make hand motions to simulate the instrument
being played during the chorus.
Additional Verses:
Piano: Plinkity plinkity plink plink plink 
Trumpet: Dat da da dat da da dat dat dat 
Tuba: Umpa umpa umpa pa 
Bagpipes: Waa waa waa waa waa 
Audience: Clap clap clap clap clap 
Conductor: (make motion of baton) 

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GING GANG GOOLI 

Ging gang gooli gooli
Gooli gooli wa chum 
Ging gang goo 
Ging gang goo 

Ging gang gooli gooli 
Gooli gooli wa chum 
Ging gang goo 
Ging gang goo 

Hey la 
Hey la shay la 
Hey la shay la 
Hey la oh oh oh oh 
Hey la, hey la shay la 
Hey la shay la 
Hey la oh. 

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GING GANG GOOLI

Ging Gang gooli, gooli, gooli, gooli 
wa chun, ging gang goo, ging gang goo, 
Ging Gang gooli, gooli, gooli, gooli 
wa chun, ging gang goo, ging gang goo 
Hey la, hey la shay la, hey la shay 
la hey la hoo (repeat) 
Hey la shully, shully, shully, shully 
shully, wally, shully, wally, shully 
wally, shully, wally, ompa, 
Umpa, Umpa 

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GRAND OLD CAPTAIN KIRK

The grand old Captain Kirk 
He had four hundred men 
He beamed them down to Earth 
And he beamed them up again 
And when you're up, you're up 
And when you're down, you're down 
But when you're only halfway up 
You're atoms are all around 

Start standing up:
Site down on "DOWN"
Stand up on "UP"
Be half up on "Half WAY"

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GRAND OLD DUKE OF YORK 

The grand old Duke of York 
He had ten thousand men 
He marched them up the 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, Nor down 

Start sitting down:
Stand up on "UP"
Site down on "DOWN"
Be half up on "Half WAY"

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GREEN GRASS GREW 
ALL AROUND 

Leader: There was a hole 
All: There was a hole 
Leader: The cutest little hole 
All: The cutest little hole 
Leader: That you ever did see 
All: That you ever did see 

Refrain: 
Oh, the hole was in the ground 
And the green grass grew 
All around, all around 
And the green grass grew all around 

Leader: Now in that hole
All: Now in that hole
Leader: There was a tree
All: There was a tree
Leader: The cutest little tree.
All: The cutest little tree.
Leader: That you ever did see. 
All: That you ever did see. 

Oh, the tree was in the hole 
And that hole was in the ground 
And the green grass grew 
All around, all around 
And the green grass 
Grew all around. 

Continue adding to refrain
with tree, limb, branch, twig 
nest, bird, wing, feather, etc. 

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GREEN GROW THE RUSHES 

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Leader: I'll sing you one ho 
Green grow the rushes, oh 

All: What is your one ho? 
One is one and all alone 
And ever more shall it be so. 

Leader: I'll sing you two ho 
Green grow on the rushes, oh. 

All: What is your two ho? 
Two, two little white boys 
Clothed and all in
Green and gold. 
One is one and all alone 
And ever more shall be it so. 

Leader: I'll sing you a three ho 
Green grow the rushes, oh. 

All: What is your three ho? 
Three, three the rivals. 
Two, two little white boys 
Clothed and all in 
Green and gold. 
One is one and all alone 
And ever more shall be it so. 

Additional verses: 
Four for the Gospel makers. 
Five for the symbols at your door. 
Six for six proud walkers. 
Seven for seven stars in the sky. 
Eight for the April rainers. 
Nine for the nine bright shiners. 
Ten for the Ten Commandments. 
Eleven for the eleven that went to heaven. 
Twelve for the twelve Apostles. 

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HAIL, HAIL, SCOUTING SPIRIT 

Tune: "My Hero"

Hail! Hail! Scouting Spirit. 
Best in the land; 
Hail! Hail! Scouting Spirit, 
United we stand. 
Onward and upward we're treading, 
Always alert to make Scouting ready, 
We are prepared. 
Hail! Hail! Scouting Spirit. 
Hail! Hail! Hail!

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HAIL SCOUT CAMP WILLIAM HINDS 

Hail Scout Camp William Hinds! 
We sing your praise high. 
Camp of the towering pines, 
Beneath God's clear blue sky. 
Here we'll adventure find. 
And Scouting friendships, too. 
So, Hail to our Scout Camp! 
We pledge ourselves to you. 

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HAM AND EGGS 

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Ham and eggs, ham and eggs 
I like mine fried nice and brown. 
I like mine fried upside down. 
Ham and eggs, ham and eggs, 
Flip'em Flop'em 
Flip'em Flop'em 
Ham and eggs. 

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HARRY KAKALEGIAN 

Tune: "Battle Hymn of the Republic"

I am singing you this story 
Of a great man of the cloth. 
His name was Kakalegian 
And he worked for Irving Roth. 
He died while cutting velvet 
On a hot July the fourth, 
But his cloth goes shining on! 

Chorus: 
Harry, Harry Kakalegian 
Harry, Harry Kakalegian 
Harry, Harry Kakalegian 
His cloth keeps shining on! 

He died while in the service of his lord. 
He was trampling through the warehouse 
Where the drapes of Roth are stored. 
He got the finest funeral 
That the Union could afford. 
But his cloth goes shining on! 

Well, Kakalegian perished 
As he stood by his machine. 
And when the firemen broke in, 
Well, they found him in between 
A pile of roasted dacorns 
And some french fried gaberdine. 
But his cloth goes shining on! 

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HEAD, SHOULDERS, KNEES, TOES 

Head, shoulders, knees and toes, 
Knees and toes. 
Head, shoulders, knees and toes, 
Knees and toes. 
And eyes and ears 
And nose and mouth. 
Head, shoulders, knees and toes 
Knees and toes. 

Motions: Touch corresponding body parts
as you sing about them.

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HE'S GOT THE WHOLE WORLD 

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He's got the whole world, In his hands.
He's got the whole wide world, In his hands. 
He's got the whole world, In his hands. 
He's got the whole world, In his hands. 

He's got all the little babies, In his hands. 
He's got all the little babies, In his hands. 
He's got all the little babies, In his hands. 
He's got the whole world, In his hands. 

He's got all the mammas and papas, In his hands. 
He's got all the mammas and papas, In his hands. 
He's got all the mammas and papas, Inhis hands. 
He's got the whole world, In his hands. 

Additional Verses:
He's got you and me, brother, In his hands. 
He's got the whole world, In his hands. 

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HI HO

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Hi ho nobody home. 
Food, nor drink nor money have I none. 
Merrily along. 
Home, nobody home, One, two. 

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HINDS, HINDS, HINDS 

Hinds, Hinds, Hinds,
Will I ever see thee again? 
I will come again Some Day 
Again some day. 

Sung as a round.

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HOLE IN THE BUCKET 

Henry: There's a hole in the bucket 
Dear Liza, Dear Liza 
There's a hole in the bucket 
Dear Liza, a hole

Liza: Then fix it, dear Henry 
Dear Henry, dear Henry 
Then fix it, dear Henry 
Dear Henry, then fix it! 

Continue in this way: 
H: With what shall I fix it? 
L: With straw 
H: The straw is too long. 
L: Then cut it 
H: With what shall I cut it? 
L: With an axe. 
H: The axe is too dull. 
L: Then sharpen it. 
H: With what I sharpen with? 
L: With a stone. 
H: But the stone is too dry. 
L: Then wet it. 
H: With what shall I wet it? 
L: With water. 
H: With what shall I fetch it? 
L: With a bucket. 
H: But there's a hole in the bucket! 

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HOME ON THE RANGE 

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. 

Where the air is so pure 
The zephyrs so free, 
The breezes so balmy and light. 
That I would not exchange 
My home on the range 
For all the cities so bright 

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HOW PECULIAR

Tune: "Battle Hymn of the Republic"

When one slippery snake slid up the slide 
The other slippery snake slid down 
When one slippery snake slid up the slide 
The other slippery snake slid down 
When one slippery snake slid up the slide 
The other slippery snake slid down 
When one slippery snake slid up the slide 

Chorus: 
Glory, glory how peculiar 
Glory, glory how peculiar 
Glory, glory how peculiar 
When one sly snake slid up the slide 
The other sly snake slid down 
When one drunk duck dropped in the ditch 

Other verses:
When one pink porpoise popped in the pool 
The other pink porpoise popped out

When one blue bat flew into the barn 
The other blue bat flew out

When one brown bunny bounced up the bank 
The other brown bunny bounced down

When one tired turtle trooped up the trail 
The other tired turtle trooped down 

When one black bug bled blue-black blood 
The other black bug bled blue 

When one eager eagle eased under the eaves 
The other eager eagle eased out

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I KNEW AN OLD LADY 
WHO SWALLOWED A FLY

I knew an old lady who swallowed a fly 
I don't know why she swallowed the fly 
Perhaps she'll die 

I knew an old lady who swallowed a spider 
That wiggled and jiggled and tickled inside her 
She swallowed a spider to catch the Fly 
I don't know why she swallowed the fly 
Perhaps she'll die 

I knew an old lady who swallowed a Bird 
How absurd, to swallow a bird 
She swallowed a bird to catch the spider 
That wiggled and jiggled and tickled inside her 
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly 
I don't know why she swallowed the fly 
Perhaps she'll die 

I knew an old lady who swallowed a cat 
Imagine that, she swallowed a cat 
She swallowed the cat to catch the bird, 
She swallowed a bird to catch the spider 
That wiggled and jiggled and tickled inside her 
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly 
I don't know why she swallowed the fly 
Perhaps she'll die 

I knew an old lady who swallowed a dog 
What a hog, to swallow a dog 
She swallowed the dog to catch the cat, 
She swallowed the cat to catch the bird, 
She swallowed a bird to catch the spider 
That wiggled and jiggled and tickled inside her 
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly 
I don't know why she swallowed the fly 
Perhaps she'll die 

I knew an old lady who swallowed a goat 
She opened her throat and swallowed the goat 
She swallowed the goat to catch the dog, 
She swallowed the dog to catch the cat, 
She swallowed the cat to catch the bird, 
She swallowed a bird to catch the spider 
That wiggled and jiggled and tickled inside her 
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly 
I don't know why she swallowed the fly 
Perhaps she'll die 

I knew an old lady who swallowed a cow 
I don't know how she swallowed the cow 
She swallowed the cow to catch the goat, 
She swallowed the goat to catch the dog, 
She swallowed the dog to catch the cat, 
She swallowed the cat to catch the bird, 
She swallowed a bird to catch the spider 
That wiggled and jiggled and tickled inside her 
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly
I don't know why she swallowed the fly 
Perhaps she'll die 

I knew an old lady who swallowed a horse 
She's dead of course!

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I LOVE THE MOUNTAINS

I love the mountains, I love the rolling hills 
I love the flowers, I love the daffodils 
I love the campfire, when all the lights are low 
Boom-de-ada, boom-de-ada, 
boom-de-ada, boom-de-ada . . .

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I WANT TO LINGER 

I want to linger a little longer. 
A little longer with you. 
It's such a perfect night. 
It doesn't seem quite right. 
That this should be 
Our last with you. 
Come next September 
We will remember 
Our camping days 
And friendships true. 
And as the years go by, 
We'll think of you and sigh. 
It's not good-bye 
It's just goodnight. 

(Slowly) 
I want to linger 
A little longer 
A little longer with you. 

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IF I HAD A HAMMER 

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 
Bewteen my brothers and my sisters 
All over the land. 

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

If I had a song to sing, 
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 
All over this land. 

Well, I've got a hammer, 
And I've got a bell. 
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 the song about love 
Between my brothers and my sisters 

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IF YOU'RE HAPPY 

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Another Version

If you're happy and you know it 
Clap your hands (clap, clap, clap) 
If you're happy and you know it 
Clap your hands (clap, clap, clap) 
If you're happy and you know it 
and you really want to show it 
If you're happy and you know it 
Clap you're hands (clap, clap, clap) 

If your happy and you know it 
Scratch your head (eee, eee, eee,) .... 

If you're happy and you know it 
Shout Amen ("Amen"), ....

If you're happy and you know it 
do all three (Clap, clap, clap) 
(eee, eee, eee) (Amen) .... 

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I'M A FORD 

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I'm an ugly piece of tin. 
Nobody knows where I might have been. 
I've got four wheels and a running board. 
I'm a Ford, a Ford, a Ford. 
Bump, bump, rattle, rattle 

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I'M HAPPY WHEN I'M HIKING 

Tramp tramp tramp tramp tramp 
Tramp tramp tramp 
I'm happy when I'm hiking 
Pack upon my back. 
I'm happy when I'm hiking 
Off the beaten track. 
Out in the open country, 
That's the place for me. 
With a true Scouting friend 
To the journey's end. 
Ten, twenty, thirty, fourty, 
fifty miles a day. 
Tramp, tramp, tramp 

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IT'S-A ME 

It's-a me, It's-a me, It's-a me, oh Lord 
Standing in the need of prayer. 
It's-a me, it's-a me, It's-a me, oh Lord 
Standing in the need of prayer. 
It's not my brother, Not my sister, 
But it's-a me, oh Lord 
Standing in the need of prayer. 
It's not us, not them, 
But it's me, oh Lord 
Standing in the need of prayer. 

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I'VE GOT THAT SCOUTING SPIRIT 

I've got that Scouting Spirit (clap) 
Up in my head (clap, clap, clap) 
Up in my head (clap, clap, clap) 
Up in my head 
I've got that Scouting Spirit (clap) 
Up in my head 
And it's up in my head to stay. 

I've got that Scouting Spirit 
Deep in my heart 
(clap, clap, clap, clap) 

I've got that Scouting Spirit 
Down at my feet 
(clap, clap, clap, clap) 

I've got that Scouting Spirit(clap) 
Up in my head 
(clap, clap, clap, clap) 
Deep in my heart 
(clap, clap, clap, clap) 
Down at my feet 
I've got that Scouting Spirit (clap) 
All over me 
And it's all over me to stay! 

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JOHN BROWN'S FORD 

John Brown's Ford had a puncture in it's tire 
John Brown's Ford had a puncture in it's tire 
John Brown's Ford had a puncture in it's tire 
So he patched it up with chewing gum.

Repeat substituting sound for the word: 
Ford: make screeching sound and hold hands like a steering wheel 
Puncture: Psst and pointing index finger 
Tire: Whooo and make a circle with finger 
Chewing gum: chomping sound and motion hands like pulling out gum

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JOHN JACOB JINGLEHEIMER SCHMITT 

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John Jacob Jingle-heimer Schmitt 
That's my name too. 
Whenever I go out, 
The people always shout, 
There goes John Jacob Jingle-heimer Schmitt. 
da da da da da da da. 

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JOHNNY VERBECK 

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Chorus: 
Oh, Mr. Johnny Verbeck 
How could you be so mean? 
I told you you'd be sorry 
For inventing that machine. 
Now all the neighbors' cats and dogs 
Will never more be seen. 
They'll all be ground to sausages 
In Johnny Verbeck's machine. 

There was a little Dutch man 
His name was Johnny Verbeck. 
He was a dealer in sausages 
And sauerkraut and speck. 
He made the finest sausages 
That ever could be seen. 
And one day he invented 
A wonderful sausage machine. 

One day a little Dutch boy 
Came walking in the store. 
He brought a pound of sausages 
And dropped them on the floor 
The boy began to whistle, 
He whistled a merry tune. 
And all the little sausages 
Went dancing around the room. 

One day the darn thing busted 
The darn thing wouldn't go. 
So Johnny Verbeck stuck in his head 
To see what made it so. 
His wife was having a nightmare 
While walking in her sleep, 
She gave the crank 
A heck of a yank 
And Johnny Verbeck was meat!

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JONAH

GROUP A GROUP B 
Who did? Who did? 
Who did? Who did? 
BOTH GROUPS: 
Who did swallow Jonah, Jonah, Jonah, Jonah 
Who did swallow Jonah 
Who did swallow Jonah down? 

The whale did... The whale did... 
The whale did... The whale did... 
The whale did swallow Jonah, 
Jonah, Jonah, Jonah 
The whale did swallow Jonah 
The whale did swallow Jonah down. 

Gabriel......Gabriel... 
Gabriel blow your trumpet 
trumpet trumpet 
Gabriel blow your trumpet now. 

Daniel.....Daniel... 
Daniel in the lions, lions, lions 
Daniel in the lions den. 

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JUNIOR BYRD-MEN 

Up in the air Junior Byrd-men. 
Up in the air and upside-down. 
Up in the air Junior Byrd-men 
With your noses to the ground. 
And when you hear the grand announcement 
That your wings are made of tin. 
Then you will know the Junior Byrd-men 
Have sent their box-tops in. 
'Cuase it takes: Five box tops 
Four bottle bottoms 
Three wrappers 
Two labels 
And one thin dime. 

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KING'S NIVY 

I don't want to 
March with the infantry, 
Ride with the cavalry, 
Shoot with the artillery. 
I don't want to 
Fly over Germany. 
I'm in the King's nivy 
I'm in the King's nivy 
I'M in the King's nivy 
Oh.......... 

Replace words with motions:
"March"....stomp feet 
"Ride".....sit up and down 
"Shoot"....Fire rifle "Bang" 
"Fly"......Spread arms 

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KUM BA YAH 

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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 

Someone's crying, my Lord, 
Kum ba yah 
Someone's crying, my Lord, 
Kum ba yah 
Someone's crying, my Lord, 
Kum ba yah 
Oh Lord, Kum ba yah 

Additional Verses:
Someone's singing 
Someone's praying
Someone's crying
Come by here....... 

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KUM BA YAH WITH 
THE SCOUT LAW 

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A scout is Trustworthy, Lord 
Kum ba yah, 
A scout is Loyal, Lord 
Kum ba yah. 
A scout is Helpful, Lord 
Kum ba yah 
Oh, Lord, Kum ba yah 

A scout is Friendly, Lord 
Kum ba yah, 
A scout is Courteous, Lord 
Kum ba yah. 
A scout is Kind, Lord 
Kum ba yah 
Oh, Lord, Kum ba yah 

A scout is Obedient, Lord 
Kum ba yah, 
A scout is Cheerful, Lord 
Kum ba yah. 
A scout is Thrufty, Lord 
Kum ba yah 
Oh, Lord, Kum ba yah 

A scout is Brave, Lord 
Kum ba yah, 
A scout is Clean, Lord 
Kum ba yah. 
A scout is Reverent, Lord 
Kum ba yah 
Oh, Lord, Kum ba yah 

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LESSONS

Tune: "I've been working on the railroad"

I've been working on my lessons, 
all the livelong day 
I've been working on my lessons, 
just to pass. 

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LET THERE BE PEACE 

Let there be peace on earth, 
And let it begin with me. 
Let there be peace on earth, 
The peace that was meant to be. 
With God as our father, 
Brothers all are we. 
Let me walk with my brother 
In perfect harmony. 
Let peace begin with me. 
Let this be the moment now. 
With every step I take 
Let this be my solemn vow. 
To take each moment 
In peace eternally. 
Let there be peace on earth 
And let it begin with me. 

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LITTLE ACORN 

I'm a little acorn brown
Lying on a cold, cold ground. 
Everybody steps on me. 
That is why I'm cracked you see. 
I'm a nut knock, knock 
I'm a nut knock, knock. 

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LITTLE RABBIT

In a cabin in the woods,
Little man by the window stood, 
Saw a rabbit hopping by, 
Knocking at his door.

"Help me!, Help me!" so he said, 
"Before the hunter shoots me dead," 
Little rabbit, come inside 
Safely to abide.

Actions: 
1. Draw outline of cabin with fingers 
2. Fingers over eyes as glasses 
3. Make Rabbit out of hand, hopping by 
4. Knocking 
5. Throw hands up 
6. Aiming a rifle 
7. Waving inside 
8. Cradling

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LITTLE RED CABOOSE 

Little red caboose Chug, chug, chug 
Little red caboose Chug, chug, chug 
Little red caboose Behind the train 
Whaa, whaa, whaa 
Chuggin' on down the track 
Smokestack on its back 
Little red caboose Behind the train 
Whaa, whaa, whaa. 

The intention of this song is to create
the effect of a train approaching and
departing. Sing softly at first, building
to a peak, then softly again.

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LITTLE TOMMY TINKER 

Little Tommy Tinker 
Sat upon a clinker. 
And he began to cry, 
"Oh Ma-aa Oh, Ma-aa" 
Poor little innocent guy. 

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LITTLEST WORM 

The littlest worm - I ever saw 
Was stuck inside - My soda straw. 

He said to me - Don't take a sip 
'Cause if you do - I'll surely flip 

I took that sip - And he went down 
Down through my pipes - He must have drowned. 

He was my pal - He was my friend 
And now he's gone - And thats the end 

But then I burped - And he came up 
He came right up - Into my cup 

He said to me - That wasn't nice 
You did it once - Don't do it twice. 

The moral of - This little tale 
"If you see a worm - Just don't inhale." 

Sung as a "repeat after me" song. Leader
sings one line then the group repeats it.

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MADALINA CADALINA 

Chorus: Oh, Madalina Cadalina Homicidal Watertidal
Hocus Focus Locus Was her name. 
Boo bidilly adda, boom boom. 

She had two hairs On the top of her head. 
One was living The other was dead. 

She had two eyes In the front oof her head. 
One was green The other was red. 

She had two ears On the side of her head. 
One was leather, The other was lead. 

She had two teeth In the front of her mouth. 
One pointed north The other pointed south. 

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McTAVISH IS DEAD

Oh, McTavish is dead and his brother don't know it 
His brother is dead and McTavish don't know it 
They' both are dead and in the same bed 
And neither one knows that the other is dead

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MEN OF HINDS 

Men of Hinds together taking to the world 
Scouting ways together, with flags 
and banners mightly unfurled 
To our oath and Scout law 
true we'll always be 
With every staffman every camper 
bound together in our legion 
Men of Hinds are we. 

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MICHAEL ROW THE BOAT ASHORE 

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Michael rowed the boat ashore Allelujah! 
Michael rowed the boat ashore Allelujah! 
Sister helped to trim the sail Allelujah! 

The river Jordan is chilly and cold, Alelujah! 
Chills the body not the soul, Allelujah! 
The river Jordan is deep and wide Allelujah! 
Michael rowed the boat ashore Allelujah! 
Michael rowed the boat ashore Allelujah! 

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MUFFIN MAN 

Do you know the Muffin Man 
The Muffin Man, The Muffin Man? 
Do you know the Muffin Man 
Who lives on Drury Lane? 

Yes I know the Muffin Man 
The Muffin Man, The Muffin Man. 
Yes I know the Muffin Man 
Who lives on Drury Lane. 

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MY BONNIE

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My Bonnie lies over the ocean 
My Bonnie lies over the sea 
My Bonnie lies over the ocean 
Oh, Bring back my Bonnie to me 
Bring back, bring back 
Oh bring back my Bonnie to me, to me 
Bring back, bring back, 
Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me 

Stand up or sit down each time
you sing a word that begins with
the letter "B".

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MY BOY SCOUT HAT 

One day I went into the subway 
With my Boy Scout hat, 
My Boy Scout hat. 
I placed it On the seat beside me, 
My Boy Scout hat, 
My Boy Scout hat. 
A bigga fatta lady 
She sat upon my hat 
She sqaushed it flat. 
Christopher Columbus, 
What do you think of that! 
A bigga fatta lady 
She sat on my Boy Scout hat 
It is no joke, My hat she broke. 
The bigga fatta lady, 
I would like to choke. 

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MY HAT IT HAS THREE CORNERS 

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My hat it has three corners.
Three corners has my hat. 
And had it not three corners, 
It would not be my hat. 

Sing several times. Each time drop word and
replace with motion:
My .. point to self
Hat .. point to head
Three .. hold up three fingers
Corners .. point to bended elbow

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NATIONAL EMBALMING SCHOOL

Tune: "Oh Christmas Tree"

We live for you we, we die for you, 
National Embalming School. 
We do our best to give you rest, 
National Embalming School. 
We make a coffin out if tin, 
Then dig a hole to put you in. 
We live for you we, we die for you, 
National Embalming School.

To thee we sing to thee we drool, 
National Embalming School. 
We stuff the corpse, we stuff the ghoul, 
National Embalming School. 
When you feel hollow deep inside, 
We fill you with formaldehyde. 
Our boys get hot when you get cool 
National Embalming School.

Tune: "A-Hunting We Will Go"

Post mortem, post mortem, post mortem, 
Autopsy we must have. 
Post mortem, post mortem, post mortem, 
Autopsy we must have.

Tune: The Anvil Chorus

Cut, slice, slash the body, 
We must have a reason. 
Gee, how the body stinks, 
It must be out of season.

We live for you we, we die for you, 
National Embalming School 

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OLD FAMILY TOOTHBRUSH

The old family toothbrush
The old family toothbrush
The old family toothbrush
That hung by the sink

First it was fathers,
Then it was mothers,
Then it was sisters,
But now it is mine.

Father he used it,
Mother abused it,
Sister refused it,
So now it is mine

The old family toothbrush
The old family toothbrush
The old family toothbrush
That hung by the sink

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OLD MACDONALD 

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Old MacDonald had a farm
E-I-E-I-O 
And on that farm He had some pigs 
E-I-E-I-O 
With an oink oink here 
And an oink oink there 
Here an oink There an oink 
Everywhere an oink oink 
Old MacDonald had a farm 
E-I-E-I-O 

And on that farm He had some cows 
With a moo moo here 
And a moo moo there 
Here a moo There a moo 
Everywhere a moo moo 
Oink oink here Oink oink there 
Here an oink There an oink 
Everywhere an oink oink 
Old MacDonald had a farm 
E-I-E-I-O 

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OLD MILL STREAM 

Down by the old Mill stream 
Where I first Met you 
With your eyes So blue 
Dressed in gingham too 
For it was then I knew 
That you loved Me true 
You were sixteen 
My village queen 
Down by old mill stream 

Down by the old (not the new but the old)
Mill stream (not the river but the stream) 
Where I first (not last but first) 
Met you (not me but you) 
With your eyes (not your nose but your eyes) 
So blue (not green but blue) 
Dressed in gingham (not in satin but gingham) 
Too (not one but two) 
For it was then (not now but then) 
I knew (not old but new) 
That you loved (not hated but loved) 
Me true (not false but true) 
You were sixteen (not eighty-five) 
My village queen (not the king but the queen) 
Down by old mill stream (not the river but the stream) 

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OLD TIME RELIGION 

Chorus: 
Give me that old time religion 
Give me that old time religion 
Give me that old time religion. 
It's good enough for me. 

It was good enough for father. 
It was good enough for father. 
Then it's good enough for me 

It was good enough for grandpa 
It was good enough for grandpa 
If it's good enough for grandpa 
Than it's good enough for me 

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ON MY HONOR

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On my honor, I'll do my best 
To do my duty to God. 
On my honor, I'll do my best, 
To serve my country as I may. 
On my honor, I'll do my best, 
To do my Good Turn each day. 
To keep my body strenghthened, 
And keep my mind awakened, 
To follow paths Of righteousness, 
On my honor, I'll do my best. 

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ONE BOTTLE OF POP

One bottle o' pop, two bottle o' pop 
three bottle o' pop, four bottle o' pop 
five bottle o' pop, six bottle o' pop 
seven bottle o' pop, pop

Don't throw your junk in my back yard 
my back yard, my back yard 
Don't throw your junk in my back yard 
by back yard's full

Fish and chips with vinegar 
vinegar, vinegar 
Fish and chips with vinegar 
pepper pepper pepper pop

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ONE FINGER - ONE THUMB 

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One finger, one thumb Keep moving. 
One finger, one thumb Keep moving. 
One finger, one thumb Keep moving. 
And we'll all be happy all day. 
One finger, one thumb, 
One hand Keep moving. 
One finger, one thumb, 
One hand Keep moving.
One finger, one thumb, 

One hand Keep moving. 
And we'll all be happy all day. 

Begin song by moving your finger and thumb together
while singing the first verse. Each verse adds another moving part.
Additional Verses: 
One finger 
one thumb 
one hand 
one arm 
two arms 
one leg 
two legs 
stand up sit down 
Stand up, turn around, sit down 

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ONE HEN, TWO DUCKS 

One hen. 
Two ducks. 
Three squaking geese .
Four limerick oysters. 
Five golden rings. 
Six pairs of Don Alverzo's favorite tweezers. 
Seven thousand Macedonians in full battle array. 
Eight brass monkeys from the ancient, sacred, 
secret crypts of Egypt. 
Nine apathetic, sympathetic diabetic old men on 
roller skates with a marked propensity towards 
procrastination and sloth. 
Ten spherical, lyrical diabolical demons of the 
deep who consistently quiver on the quarry 
of the key constantly. 

Sung as a "Repeat after me" chant. 
Leader chants one line and the group repeats it.

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OUR SUMMER CAMP 

Our summer camp we love the best 
Where pine trees gently sway 
Where brotherhood survives the test 
from dawn to the end of the day 
Our waterfronts our woods and fields 
are where the spirits play 
As active boys learn new ideals 
as they go scoutings way 
Camp William Hinds, Camp William Hinds 
With pines so straight and tall 
and campfires in the starry night 
we love you best of all. 

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PADDLE SONG 

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Our paddles keen and bright, Flashing like silver 
Swift and the wild goose flight. Dip, dip, and swing. 
Dip, dip, and swing and back Flashing like silver 
Swift as the wild goose flight. Dip, dip, and swing. 

Usually sung as a round.

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PATSY ORY AAY 

Patsy ory ory aay, Patsy ory ory aay, 
Patsy ory ory aay, Workin' on the railroad. 

Eighteen hundred and ninety-one 
Found myself a common bum 
Found myself a common bum 
Workin' on the railroad. 

Additional Verses:
1892 Got a job with a dynamite crew. 
1893 Got a job to move a tree 
1894 Knocked on death's door 
1895 Found myself barely alive 
1896 dropped a couple dynamite sticks 
1897 Found myself on the way to heaven 
1898 found myself at the pearly gate 
1899 Found myself on a cloud so fine 
Eighteen hundred and ninety ten - 
that was fun lets do it again. 

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PEACE

Peace I ask of thee, ol' river, Peace, peace, peace. 
When I learn to live serenely Cares will cease 
From the hills I gather courage Visions of the day to be. 
Strength to lead, And faith to follow, 
All are given unto me. 
Peace I ask of the 'ol river, Peace, peace, peace. 

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PICK A BALE OF COTTON 

Refrain: 
Oh lordy, Pick a bale of cotton 
Oh lordy, Pick a bale a day 
(Repeat once) 

Gonna jump down, Turn around 
Pick a bale of cotton 
Gonna jump down, Turn around 
Pick a bale a day. 
(repeat once) 
(Refrain) 

Me and my wife, We pick a bale of cotton 
Me and my wife, We pick a bale a day 
Gonna pick a, pick a, Pick a, pick a, 
Pick a, pick a, Pick a bale a day. 

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PINE TREE 

Tune: "Good Night Ladies"

Pine Tree, pine tree
Pine Tree, pine tree 
Pine Tree, pine tree 
Pine Tree, pine tree.

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PINK PAJAMAS 

Tune: "Battle Hymn of the Republic"

I wear my pink pajamas in the summer when its hot. 
I wear my flannel nighties in the winter when its not. 
And sometimes in the Springtime 
And sometimes in the fall 
I jump right in between the sheets With nothing on at all. 

That's the way we do it at Camp Hinds. 
That's the way we do it at Camp Hinds. 
That's the way we do it at Camp Hinds 
with nothing on at all. 

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PRETORIA

Oh, I'll sing with you And you'll sing with me, 
And yes, we will sing together 
Yes, we will sing together Yes, we will sing together 
I'll sing with you And you'll sing with me, 
And yes we will sing together As we march along. 

Chorus: 
Oh, we are marching to Pretoria (Where?) 
Pretoria (Where?) 
Pretoria (Oh!) 
We are marching to Pretoria Pretoria, hoorah!

Additional Verses:
Oh I'll camp with you... 
Cook with you 
Swim with you 
Hike with you 
Row with you 
Work with you 
Scout with you 
Etc....... 

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QUARTERMASTER'S STORE 

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There are snakes, snakes, snakes, 
As big as garden rakes 
At the store. At the store. 
There are snakes, snakes, snakes 
As big as garden rakes 
At the quatermaster, Quatermaster's Store. 

Chorus: 
My eyes are dim, I can not see 
I have not brought my specks with me. 
I have not brought my specks with me. 

There are mice, mice, mice,
Running through the rice.
At the store. At the store. 
There are mice, mice, mice,
Running through the rice
At the quatermaster, Quatermaster's Store. 

There are rats, rats, rats,
As big as alley cats
At the store. At the store. 
There are rats, rats, rats,
As big as alley cats
At the quatermaster, Quatermaster's Store. 

Other Verses:
Beans . . . as big as submarines 
Gravy . . . enough to float the navy 
Cakes . . . that give us tummy aches 
Eggs . . . with scaly chicken legs 
Butter . . . running in the gutter 
Lard . . . they sell it by the yard 
Bread . . . with great big lumps like lead 
Cheese . . . that makes you want to sneeze 
Soot . . . they grow it by the foot 
Goats . . . eating all the oats 
Bees . . . with little knobby knees 
Owls . . . shredding paper towels 
Apes . . . eating all the grapes 
Turtles . . . wearing rubber girdles 
Bear . . . with curlers in its hair 
Buffaloes . . . with hair between their toes 
Foxes . . . stuffed in little boxes 
Coke . . . enough to make you choke 
Pepsi . . . that gives you apoplexy 
Roaches . . . sleeping in the coaches 
Flies . . . swarming 'round the pies 
Fishes . . . washing all the dishes 
Moths . . . eating through the cloths 
Scouts . . . eating brussel sprouts 
Leaders . . . slapping at the skeeters

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QUI QUAE 

(Pronounced "kwee kwi") 
Qui quae quony mony, Dony mony dos-nik 
Cum quae qui, Cum quae quo 
(repeat) 
Oh nik-ko-de-mo, Oh kully ully umbo 
Oh nik-ko-de-mo, Oh kully ully
umbo umbo umbo ... ... 

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RATTLIN' BOG 

Chorus: 
Oh ho the rattlin' bog 
The bog down in the valley-oh 
Oh ho the rattlin' bog 
The bog down in the valley-oh 

Now in that bog there was a tree 
A rare tree, A rattlin' tree 
Tree in the bog 
And the Bog down in the valley-oh 

Now on that tree there was a limb 
A rare limb, a ratlin' limb 
Limb on the tree 
Tree in the bog 
And the bog down in the valley-oh 

Now on that limb there was a branch 
A rare branch, a rattlin' branch 
Branch on the limb 
Limb on the tree 
Tree in the Bog 
And the bog down in the valley-oh 

Add: twig, nest, bird, wing, feather, flea, wing, feather 

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RAVIOLI

Tune: "Alouette"

Chorus: 
Ravioli, I like ravioli 
Ravioli, It's the best for me! 

Leader: Do I have it on my shirt? 
Group: Yes you have it on your shirt. 
Leader: On my shirt? 
Group: On your shirt ! 
All: Oohh Oohh Oohh Oohh......

Repeat with: 
shorts, 
socks, 
shoes, 
neckerchief, 
hat, 
etc...

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REGARDS TO AQUATICS 

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Give my regards to Aquatics
Remember me at Chipmunk Point 
Tell all the gang at Old Camp Hinds 
That aquatics is the best. 
We have rowboats and canoes. 
And don't forget our waterfront 
Tell all the gang at Old Camp Hinds 
That aquatics is here to stay. 
Da da da da da da da da 
Give my regards to aquatics, 
And say we will be there soon. 

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RISE AND SHINE 

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The lord said to Noah there's gonna be a floody, floody 
The lord said to Noah There's gonna be a floody, floody 
Get those children (clap) Out of the muddy, muddy 
Children of the lord 

Chorus: 
Come on and rise and shine 
And give God your glory, glory. 
Rise and shine And give God your glory, glory 
Rise and shine And (clap) Give God your glory glory 
Children of the lord. 

So Noah he built him He built him an ark-ky, ark-ky. 
Noah he built him He built him an ark-ky, ark-ky. 
Built it out of (clap) Hickory barky barky 
Children of the lord 

The animals they came Two by two-ie two-ie 
The animals they came Two by two-ie two-ie 
Elephants and (clap) Kangarooies rooies 
Children of the lord. 

It rained, it rained For forty days-ie days-ie. 
It nearly drave those (clap) Animals crazy crazy. 
Children of the Lord 

Then out came the sun And dried out the landy landy 
Out came the sun and dried out the landy landy 
Everything was (clap) Fine and dandy dandy, 
Children of the Lord. 

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ROCK-A MY SOUL 

Rock-a my soul In the bosom of Abraham. 
Rock-a my soul In the bosom of Abraham 
Rock-a my soul In the bosom of Abraham 
Oh, rock-a my soul. 

So high - Can't get over it. 
So low - Can't get under it. 
So wide - Can't get around it. 
Oh, rock-a my soul. 

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ROW, ROW, ROW YOUR BOAT 

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Row, row, row your boat
Gently down the stream 
Merrily, merrily 
Merrily, merrily, 
Life is but a dream. 

Sing as a round. Or sing several times dropping
off the last word each time through.

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ROWING UP THE TENNY 

Rowing up the tenny 
we don't need a penny 
Scouts are always carefree 
up at ole camp hinds 
Grab your bags and go now 
Let's not move to slow now 
Camping in the summertime, 
Where the sun is shining 
Camping out or dining 
Scouting is the life for me 
at ole Camp Hinds. 

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SCOUT LAW SONG 

Tune: "Yankee Doodle Dandy"

Trustworthy Tommy was a Scout 
Loyal to his mother, 
Helpful to his folks about, 
Friendly to his brother, 
Courteous to the girl he knew 
Kind to his rabbits 
Obedient to his father too and 
Cheerful in his habits 
Thrifty saving for a need 
Brave and not a faker 
Clean in word, and thought, and deed, 
Reverent to his Maker. 

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SCOUTING LIGHT 

This little Scouting light of mine, 
I'm gonna let it shine. 
This little Scouting light of mine, 
I'm gonna let it shine. 
This little Scouting light of mine, 
I'm gonna let it shine, 
Let it shine all the time Let it shine. 

Walk my little light 'Round the block, 
I'm gonna let it shine. 
Walk my little light 'Round the block, 
I'm gonna let it shine. 
Walk my little light 'Round the block, 
I'm gonna let it shine 
Let it shine all the time Let it shine. 

Hide it under a bushel, NO 
I'm gonna let it shine 

Stick it in your ear,NO 
I'm gonna let it shine. 

Don't you PHHHPT My little light out, 

I'm gonna let it shine.

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SCOUTING WE GO 

Tune: "I've been working on the railroad"

I was dreaming of the campfire 
Burning clear and bright. 
Glistening stars were high above me 
'Twas on a summer's night. 
I was dreaming that my comrades 
All were camping with me too 
Then I woke and looked around me 
And, say, that dream was true. 

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Scouting we go, scouting we go 
Sunlit trails, 
And land where waters flow 
By our campfire's 
Friendly, flaming glow 
Scouting we go 
Scouting we go 

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SECOND STORY WINDOW 

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Old King Cole was a merry of soul,
a merry old soul was he.
He call for his pipe
he called for his bowl
And he threw it out the window 
The window, the second story window. 
He call for his pipe
he called for his bowl
And he threw it out the window .
 

Mary had a little lamb 
It's fleece was white as snow 
And everywhere that Mary went 
She threw it out the window 
The window, the second story window 
And everywhere that Mary went 
She threw it out the window 

Additional Verses:
Old Mother Hubbard 
Little Jack Horner 
Old King Cole 
Little Miss Muffet 
Jack and Jill 
Humpty Dumpty 
Peter Peter Pumpkin eater. 

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SEWER SONG 

Chorus: 
We sing the song of the sewer 
Of the sewer we sing this song. 
Together we stand 
With shovels in hand 
To keep things floating along. 

I work in the sewer, 
It's a pretty hard job. 
You know they don't hire 
Just any old slob. 
You don't have to wear 
A tie or a coat. 
You just gotta know 
How to float. 

I work in the sewer 
With a guy named Bruce. 
We're in charge 
Of all the refuse. 
I go down first 
While he holds the lid. 
Gee, I'm telling you 
What a sweet kid. 

A fuuny thing happened 
To Bruce yesterday. 
The tide came up 
He got carried away. 
He ended up in Jersey. 
But that's O.K. now. 
'Cause that's where 
He lives anyhow. 

My father he worked 
In the sewer Uptown. 
I followed his footsteps 
And worked my way down. 
That's how I got started 
In this here industry. 
I just sort of fell into it. 
Sheesh, lucky me. 

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SHOUTING LORD, LORD, LORD 

I'm shouting Lord, Lord, Lord 
You sure been good to me 
I'm shouting Lord, Lord, Lord 
You sure been good to me 
I'm shouting Lord, Lord, Lord 
You sure have been good to me 
'Cause you done what the world can't do 

Well, you fed me when I was hungry 
You sure been good to me 
'Cause you done what the world can't do 

Additional Verses:
Well, you clothed me when I was naked 
Well, you buried me when I was dead 

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SILVER SPADE 

You can dig my grave,
With a silver spade. 
You can dig my grave, 
With a silver spade. 
You can dig my grave, 
With a silver spade. 
'Cause I ain't gonna be 
Here much longer. 

There's a starry crown 
Up in heaven for me. 

You can pluck one string 
And the whole heaven rings. 

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SINGING IN THE RAIN

Singing in the rain, just singing in the rain 
What a glorious feeling I'm happy again.
Just singing in the rain with you.

Leader: Thumbs together! 
Group: Thumbs together! 

Repeat song adding: 
elbows in, 
feet apart, 
knees bent, 
bum back, 
head down, 
tongue out, 
etc.

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SIPPIN' CIDER 

The prettiest girl I ever saw 
Was sippin ci-Der through a straw. 

I said to her you doin' that fer 
A sippin ci-Der through a straw? 

She says to me Now don't you know 
That sippin ci-Der's on the go. 

Now cheek to cheek And jaw to jaw 
We both sip ci- Der through a straw. 

And now and then 
That straw would slip 
And I'd sip ci- Der through her lips. 

Now forty-eight kids All call me pa 
For sippin ci-Der through a straw. 

The moral is My children dear, 
Don't sip a ci-Der sip a root beer. 

Sung as a "Repeat after me" song. 
Leader song one line and the group repeats it.

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SIXPENCE

I've got six pense 
Jolly jolly six pense 
I've got six pense 
To last me all my life. 

I've got two pense to spend 
And two pense to lend 
And two pense to send 
Home to my wife. 
Poor wife! 

Chorus: 
No cares have I to greive me 
No pretty little girls to deceive me. 
I'm happy as a lark, believe me, 
As we go rolling home. 
Rolling home (rolling home) 
Rolling home (rolling home)
By the light of the 
silvery moo-oo-oo-oon 
Happy is the day 
When my cares go away 
As we go rolling, rolling home. 

I've got four pense 
Jolly jolly four pense 
I've got four pense 
To last me all my life. 

I've got two pense to spend 
And two pense to lend 
And no pense to send 
Home to my wife. 
Poor wife! 

I've got two pense 
Jolly jolly two pense 
I've got two pense 
To last me all my life. 

I've got two pense to spend 
And no pense to lend 
And no pense to send 
Home to my wife. 
Poor wife! 

I've got no pense, ....... 

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STATES SONG

Tune: "Our Boys Will Shine Tonight"

Oh, what did Tenna-see, boys, what did Tenna-see? (Tennessee) 
Oh, what did Tenna-see, boys, what did Tenna-see? 
Oh, what did Tenna-see, boys, what did Tenna-see? 
I ask you men, as a personal friend, 
What did Tenna-see?

She saw what Arkin-saw, boys, she saw what Arkin-saw. (Arkansas) 
She saw what Arkin-saw, boys, she saw what Arkin-saw 
She saw what Arkin-saw, boys, she saw what Arkin-saw 
I'll tell you then, as a personal friend, 
She saw what Arkin-saw.

Where has Ora-gone, boys? (Oregon) 
She's taking Okla-home, boys. (Oklahoma) 
How did Wiscon-sin, boys? (Wisconsin) 
She stole a New-brass-key, boys. (Nebraska) 
What did Della-ware, boys? (Delaware) 
She wore a New Jersey, boys. (New Jersey) 
What did Io-weigh, boys? (Iowa) 
She weighed a Washing-ton, boys. (Washington) 
Where did Ida-hoe, boys? (Idaho) 
She hoed in Merry-land, boys. (Maryland) 
What did Missy-sip, boys? (Mississippi) 
She sipped her Mini-soda, boys. (Minnesota) 
What did Connie-cut, boys? (Connecticut) 
She cut her shaggy Mane, boys. (Maine) 
What did Ohi-owe, boys? (Ohio) 
She owed her Taxes, boys, (Texas) 
How did Flora-die, boys? (Florida) 
She died of Misery, boys. (Missouri)

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SUNSHINE MOUNTAIN

We're climbing up Sunshine Mountain
Where the little birdies go
We're climbing up Sunshine Mountain
Faces all a glow
Turn turn-a-round Sunshine Mountain
Reach up to the sky
We're climbing up Sunshine Mountain
You and I, You and I

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SUZY

Where oh where 
Is poor little Suzy? 
Where oh where 
Is poor little Suzy? 
Where oh where 
Is poor little Suzy? 
Way down yonder 
In the Paw Paw Patch. 

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SWIMMING, SWIMMING 

Swimming, Swimming 
In the swimming hole 
When days are hot 
And days are cold 
In the swimming hole. 
Breaststroke, Sidestroke 
Fancy diving, too 
Don't you wish you never 
Had anything else to do. 
But......(Three times faster) 

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SWING LOW, SWEET CHARIOT 

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Swing low, sweet chariot
Coming for to carry me home 
Swing low, sweet chariot 
Coming for to carry me home 

Well, if you get there 
Before I do 
Coming for to carry me home 
Tell all my friends 
That I'm a-coming too. 
Coming for to carry you home. 

And I looked over Yonder 
And what did I see 
Coming to carry me home? 
A band of angels 
Coming after me 
Coming for to carry me home. 

Swing low, sweet chariot 
Coming for to carry me home 
Swing low, sweet chariot 
Coming for to carry me home 

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TAKE ME OUT TO THE BALL GAME

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Take me out to the ball game 
Take me out to the crowd 
Bye me some peanuts and cracker jacks 
I don't care if I never come back 
Let me root, root, root for the home team 
If they don't win it's a shame 
For it's one, two, three strikes you're out
At the old, ball game

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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.

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TARZAN OF THE APES

I like bananas, coconuts and grapes 
I like bananas, coconuts and grapes 
I like bananas, coconuts and grapes 
That's why they call me Tarzan of the Apes

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TELL ME WHY 

Tell me why the stars do shine 
Tell me why the ivy twines 
Tell me why the sky so blue 
and I'll tell you Hinds just why I love you
Because God made the stars to shine 
Because God made the ivy twine 
Because God made the sky so blue 
that is Camp Hinds just why I love you 

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THIS LAND IS YOUR LAND 

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 
That endless skyway. 
I saw below me 
That golden valley. 
This land was made 
For you and me. 

I roamed and rambled, 
And I followed my footsteps 
To the sparkling sands 
Of her diamond deserts. 
All around me 
A voice was sounding, 
This land was made 
For you and me. 

When the sun came shining, 
Then I was strolling, 
and the wheat fields waving. 
A voice was chanting 
As the fog was lifting, 
This land was made 
For you and me. 

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THREE JOLLY FISHERMEN 

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There were three jolly fishermen. 
There were three jolly fishermen. 
Fisher, fisher, men, men, men 
Fisher, fisher, men, men, men 
There were three jolly fishermen. 

The first one's name was Abraham. 
The fist one's name was Abraham. 
Abra, Abra, ham, ham, ham 
Abra, Abra, ham, ham, ham 
The first one's name was Abraham. 

The second one's name was Isaac 
The second one's name was Isaac 
I-I-saac, saac, saac 
I-I-saac, saac, saac 
The second one's name was Isaac 

The third one's name was Jacob 
The third one's name was Jacob 
Ja, Ja, cob, cob, cob 
Ja, Ja, cob, cob, cob 
The third one's name was Jacob 

They all went down to Amster-sshhh
They all went down to Amster-sshhh 
Amster, Amster,sshhh, sshhh, sshhh
Amster, Amster,sshhh, sshhh, sshhh
They all went down to Amster-sshhh

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THREE WOOD PIGEONS 

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Three wood pigeons 
Three wood pigeons 
Three wood pigeons 
Sitting on a fence.

Oh look! One has flown a--way 
Isn't it a shame. Boo-hoo 

Two wood pigeons, .... 
Oh look, .... 
One wood pigeon, .... 
Oh look, .... 
No wood pigeons, .... 

Refrain changes: 
Oh look! One has re--turned 
Let us rejoice. Alleluia! 

One wood pigeon, .... 

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TITANIC

Oh they built that ship Titanic 
To sail the ocean blue. 
And they said it was a ship, 
That the sea would not go through" 
But the good Lord raised his hand, 
And said the ship would never land. 
It was sad 
When the great ship went down 

Chorus: 
Oh, it was sad, so sad, 
It was sad, so sad. 
It was sad when the great ship went down 
To the bottom of the sea, 
Husbands and wives, 
little children lost their lives 
It was sad when the great ship went down 

It was off the English shore 
'bout a thousand miles or more 
When the rich refused 
To associate with the poor 
So they put them down below, 
Where they were the first to go 
It was sad when the great ship went down 

Little childred wept and cried 
As the waves swept o'er the side 
And the band on the deck 
Played "Lord with me abide". 
The brave saved the weak 
As the ship began to sink. 
It was sad when the great ship went down.

Oh the moral to be gained 
From this story of woe and pain 
Is that if you're rich 
You shouldn't be so vain. 
For in the good Lord's eyes, 
You're the same as other guys. 
It was sad when the great ship went down

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TO OPE' THEIR TRUNKS 

To ope their trunks 
The trees are never seen 
How then do they 
Put on their robes of green 
They leave them out! 

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TRAIL THE EAGLE 

Tune: "On Wisconsin"

Trail the Eagle, Trail the Eagle, 
Climbing all the time. 
First the Star And then the Life 
Will on your bosom shine. 
Keep climbing. 
Blaze the trail And we will follow
Hark! the Eagle's call. 
On, brothers 
On until we're Eagle's all. 

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TROLLEY

I'm a trolley, I'm a trolley, 
and I've been one all my life, 
and I'd rather be a trolley than a bus. 

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UKI TUKI UMBA 

Uki tuki umba Uki tuki umba 
Hey little, Hi little Ho little hey 
(Repeat) 

Hey tuc-ko-la-me sho-walky 
Hey tuc-ko-la-me sho-walky 
Hey tuc-ko-la-me sho-walky 

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THE HAPPY WANDERER

I love to go wandering
Across the beaten track. 
And as I go I love to sing 
My knapsack on my back. 

Valerie, Valerah 
Valerie, Valerah 
ha ha ha ha ha ha 
Valerie, Valerah 
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." 

I wave my hat to all I meet 
And they wave back to me 
And the blackbirds 
Call so loud and sweet 
From every greenwood tree. 

Hi overhead the skylarks wind 
They never rest at home. 
But just like me 
They love to sing 
As o'er the world we roam. 

Oh may I go a-wandering 
Until the day I die. 
Oh may I always laugh and sing. 
Beneath God's clear blue sky. 

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VAPOR SONG 

Man's life's vapor, Full of woes. 
He cuts a caper. Down he goes. 
Down he, down he, Down he, down he 
Down he goes. 

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VESPERS

Tune: "Tannenbaum"

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? 
Have I done and have I dared 
Everything to be prepared?" 

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WATILLY ATCHA 

Watilly atcha, watilly atcha 
Doodly do, doodly do. 
Watilly atcha, watilly atcha, 
Doodly do, doodly do. 
Some folks say, 
"There ain't nothing to it 
All you have to do is doodly do it." 
I like the rest, 
But the part I like best 
Goes doodly doodly do. 

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WE ARE CRAZY 

We are crazy, We are crazy. 
We are nuts, We are nuts. 
Happy little morons, 
Happy little morons 
Blublublublublub 

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WE'RE ALL TOGETHER AGAIN 

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We're all together again
We're here, we're here. 
We're all together again 
We're here, we're here. 
Who knows when 
We'll be all together again 
Singing all together again 
We're here. 

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WE'RE ON THE UPWARD TRAIL 

We're on the upward trail
We're on the upward trail 
Singing as we go 
Scouting Bound 
We're on the upward trail 
We're on the upward trail 
Sining, singing 
Everybody singing, 
Scouting bound. 

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WHEN SAMMY HUNG THE PAPER 

When Sammy hung the paper on the wall 
He spilled a little paste upon us all 
Now we're all stuck together 
In all kinds of weather 
Since Sammy hung the paper on the wall 

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YANKEE DOODLE DANDY 

I'm a Yankee Doodle Dandy
A Yankee Doodle do-or-die 
A real live nephew 
Of my Uncle Sam, 
Born on the Fourth of July! 

I've a Yankee doodle sweetheart. 
She's my Yankee doodle joy. 
Yankee Doodle went to London 
Just to ride the ponies. 
I am that Yankee Doodle boy! 

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YOU CAN'T GET TO HEAVEN 

Oh you can't get to heaven
On roller skates. 
'Cause you'll roll right by 
Those pearly gates 

Chorus: 
Oh you can't get to heaven 
On roller skates 
'Cause you'll roll right by 
Those pearly gates 
Ain't gonna grieve my lord no more. 
I ain't gonna grieve my lord no more. 
I ain't gonna grieve My lord no more. 
I ain't gonna grieve My lord no more. 

Oh you can't get to heaven: 
In xxxxxx's shoes, 
'Cause the lord don't allow 
Those big canoes. 

In a pair of skis 
'Cause you'll slide right through 
St. Peter's knees. 

In a Camp Hinds boat 
'Cause the gosh darn things 
Don't even float. 

In a limousine 
'Cause the lord don't sell 
No gasoline 
If you get to heaven 
Before I do, 
Just drill a hole 
And pull me through 

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YOU CAN'T LOVE ONE 

Oh my darlin' you can't love one, love one 
Oh my darlin' you can't love one, love one 
Oh you can't love one and still have fun 
I'm leaving on the midnight train... 
La-di-da 
Whoa back,.. 
yoo-hoo... 
chug-a-chug 

Oh my darlin' you can't love two, love two 
Oh my darlin' you can't love two, love two 
Oh you can't love one and still be true 
I'm leaving on the midnight train... 
La-di-da 
Whoa back,.. 
yoo-hoo... 
chug-a-chug 

Additional Verses:
three.......love me 
four........want more 
five........stay alive six.........do tricks 
seven..go to heaven 
eight.......be great 
nine........be mine 
ten..and that's the end. 

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ZUM GALI GALI 

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Zum gali gali gali 
Zum gali gali 
Zum gali gali gali Zum 
Zum gali gali gali 
Zum gali gali 
Zum gali gali gali Zum 

Ecaluts lemans avoda 
Avoda lemans ecaluts 

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