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THE OFFICIAL BURGESS & LaVARRE

REPERTORY THEATRE

& MEDICINE SHOW

SONGBOOK

FOURTH EDITION

ALPHABETIC LISTING OF SONGS

7 A Lakota Prayer

20 All My Trials

2 Amazing Grace

1 America

1 America, The Beautiful

1 America (Round)

5 Auld Lang Syne

2 Back In The Saddle Again

30 Barbara Allen

31 Battle Of New Orleans, The

2 Battle Hymn Of The Republic

19 Be Kind To Your

Web Footed Friends

26 Bear Song, The

2 Beaver Song, The

25 Big Rock Candy Mountain

22 Bingo

23 Blowing In The Wind

21 Blue Tale Fly

8 Canoe (Round)

4 Chicken Song

5 Chigger Song, The

5 Church In The Wildwood

13 Close To Nowhere, Oklahoma

3 Country Roads

22 Crawdad Song, The

6 Cup Song, The

27 Dark As A Dungeon

6 Dixie

19 Down In The Valley

6 Dying Cowboy, The

30 Five Hundred Miles

8 Four Winds Blessing, The

29 Fox On The Run

7 Ghost Chickens In The Sky

7 Ghost Riders In The Sky

20 Ging Gang Gooli

23 Go Tell It On The Mountain

18 God Bless America

8 Ground Round

19 Happy Wanderer, The

27 Happy Trails To You

9 He's Got The Whole World

In His Hands

8 Hole In The Bottom Of The Sea

9 Home On The Range

29 I Ride An Old Paint

11 I Know An Old Lady

14 I'm A Nut

20 I've Been Working

On The Railroad

18 I've Got That Scouting Spirit

9 If Your Happy

10 Jacob's Ladder

15 Kookaburra

12 Kum Ba Yah

6 Light of Scouting, The

3 Little Cabin In The Woods

13 Little Brown Mouse, The

27 Littlr Green Frog, The

23 Lord's Prayer, The

11 Mariah

13 Michael Row Your Boat Ashore

23 Molly Malone

16 More We Get Together, The

21 Morning Has Broken

11 Mountain Dew

3 My Bonnie Lies Over The Ocean

8 My God And I

12 My Name Is Joe

14 Ol' Paint

24 Old Smokey

24 Old Chisholm Trail, The

22 On My Honor

15 Outhouse Blues

14 Paradise

16 Pass It On

15 Philmont Hymn

7 Philmont Grace

14 Pink Pajamas

4 Prayer

15 Puff The Magic Dragon

20 Quartermaster's Store, The

12 Rain Vespers

16 Red River Valley

25 Riddle Song, The

17 Rock My Soul

17 Rocky Top

15 Scout Hearted Men

26 Scout Leader's Prayer

1 Scout Vespers

4 She'll Be Comin' 'Round

The Mountain

19 Shenandoah

17 Sing, Sing A Song

27 Sixteen Tons

26 Slewfoot (Bear)

31 Star-Spangled Banner, The

10 Streets Of Larado, The

4 Swing Low, Sweet Chariot

10 Tallis' Canon

13 Taps

13 Tell Me Why

28 Tennessee Stud

3 There's A Hole In The Bucket

12 There's A Long, Long Trail

22 This Land Is Your Land

29 Today

5 Trail The Eagle

28 Tumblin' Tumbleweeds

18 Vive L'Compagnie

12 Waltzing Matilda

18 Wayfarer's Grace

16 We're Here

18 When The Saints Go Marching In

30 Where Have All

The Flowers Gone

22 Wildeness Grace

25 Yankee Doodle

5 Yellow Rose Of Texas, The

21 Yellow Submarine

SCOUT VESPERS

Softly falls the light of day,

While 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?"

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 feet,

Whose stern, impassioned stress,

A thoroughfare for freedom beat,

Across the wilderness!

America! America!

God mend thine every flaw,

Confirm thy soul in self-control,

Thy liberty in law!

O, beautiful for heroes proved,

In liberating strife,

Who more than self their country

loved,

And mercy more than life!

America! America!

May God thy gold refine,

Till all success be nobleness,

And every gain divine!

O, beautiful for patriot dream,

That sees, beyond the years,

Thine alabaster cities gleam,

Undimmed by human tears.

America! America!

God shed His grace on thee,

And crown thy good with brotherhood

From sea to shining sea.

AMERICA

My country, 'tis of thee,

Sweet land of liberty,

Of thee I sing;

Land where my fathers died,

Land of the pilgrims' pride,

From every mountain side

Let freedom ring.

My native country, thee,

Land of the noble free,

Thy name I love;

I love thy rocks and rills,

Thy woods and templed hills;

My heart with rapture thrills

Like that above.

Let music swell the breeze,

And ring from all the trees

Sweet freedom's song:

Let mortal tongues awake,

Let all that breathe partake,

Let rocks their silence break,

The sound prolong.

Our Father's God to thee

Author of liberty,

To thee we sing;

Long may our land be bright

With freedom's holy light;

Protect us by thy might,

Great God, our King.

AMERICA (ROUND)

America, America

How can I tell you how I feel,

You have given me many treasures,

I love you so.

Sing as a round three times

then hum the tune one time.

THE OFFICIAL BURGESS & LA VARRE

REPERTORY THEATER & MEDICINE SHOW SONGBOOK

VOLUME V, 1997 (SUMMER CAMP SPECIAL EDITION II)

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AMAZING GRACE

Amazing Grace-how sweet the

sound-That saved a wretch like me!

I once was lost, but now am found-Was

blind, but now I see.

'Twas grace that taught

my heart to fear,

And grace my fears relieved;

How precious did that grace appear The

hour I first believed.

Thur many dangers,

toils and snares,

I have already come;

'Tis grace has brought me

safe thus far,

And grace will lead me home.

The lord has promised good to me: His

word my hope secures;

He will my shield and portion be

As long as life endures.

And when this flesh and heart

shall fail,

And mortal life shall cease

I shall possess within the veil

A life of joy and peace.

When we've been there

ten thousand years,

Bright shining as the sun,

We've no less days

to sing God's praise

Than when we've first begun.

THE BEAVER SONG

I'm a beaver, your a beaver

We are beavers all,

And when we get together

We give our beaver call.

Nya-nya-nya-nya-nya-nya-nya

Nya-nya-nya-nya-nya-nya



BACK IN THE SADDLE AGAIN

I'm back in the saddle again,

Out where a friend is a friend,

Where the long-horn cattle feed,

on the lowly jimpson weed;

I'm back in the saddle again.

Ridin' the range once more,

Totin' my old forty-four,

Where you sleep out ev'ry night,

Where the only law is right;


Whoopi-ti-yi-yo,

A Rockin' to and fro

Back in the saddle again.

Whoopi-ti-yi-ya, I go my own way,


BATTLE HYMN OF THE REPUBLIC

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 hath loosed the fateful

lightning of His terrible

swift sword;

His truth is marching on.

Chorus:

Glory, glory! Hallelujah!



His truth is marching on.

I have seen Him in the watchfires

of a hundred circling camps;

They have builded Him an altar in

the evening dews and damps;

I can read His righteous sentence

by the dim and flaring lamps;

His day is marching on.

He has sounded forth the trumpet

that shall never call retreat;

He is sifting out the hearts of men

before His judgment seat;

Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer

Him! be jubilant, my feet!

Our God is marching on.




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MY BONNIE LIES OVER THE OCEAN

My Bonnie lies over the ocean.

My Bonnie lies over the sea.

My Bonnie lies over the ocean,

So 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 or sit after each word

beginning with a "B")

COUNTRY ROADS

Almost heaven West Virginia,

Blue Ridge mountains,

Shanondoah River

Life is old there,

older than the trees

Younger than the mountains,

growing like the breeze.

Chorus:

Country roads take me home

To the place I belong

West Virginia, mountain mama

Take me home country roads.

All my memories gather 'round her

Miner's lady,

stranger to blue water

Dark and dusty, painted on the sky

Misty taste of moonshine,

teardrops in my eyes.

I hear her voice, in the morning

hours she calls me

Radio reminds me

of my home far away

Drivin' down the road

I get a feeling that

I should have been home

yesterday, yesterday.

Country Roads take me home

To the place I belong

West Virginia, mountain mama

Take me home country roads

Take me home down country roads

Take me home down country roads.

THERE'S A HOLE IN THE BUCKET

There's a hole in the bucket

Dear 'liza, dear 'liza

There's a hole in the bucket

Dear 'liza, a hole.

'liza: Henry:

Well fix it With what shall

I fix it

With a straw The straw is

too long

Well cut it With what shall

cut it

Try an ax The ax is

too dull

Well sharpen it With what shall

I sharpen it

With a stone The stone is

too dry

Well wet it With what shall

I wet it

Try water! We have no water

Well fetch it In what shall

I fetch it

In the bucket

ALL TOGETHER - There's a hole

in the bucket!

LITTLE CABIN IN THE WOODS

Little cabin in the woods

Little man by the window stood

Saw a rabbit hopping by

Knocking at his door

Help me, help me, help me he cried

Before the hunter shoots me dead!

Little rabbit come inside

Safely to abide

Actions:

Trace a box with fingers

Put hand to forehead

Hold up two fingers, made them hop

Make knocking motion

Wave hands above head

Point forefingers, one behind the

other, and shake at ground

Draw hands to the body palms inward

Make cradle with arms and rock arms

holding rabbit ears on one hand




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SWING LOW, SWEET CHARIOT

Chorus;

Swing low, sweet chariot,

Comin' for the carry me home,

Swing low, sweet chariot,

Comin' for to carry me home.

I looked over Jordan

and what did I see,

Comin' for to carry me home,

A band of angels comin' after me,


If you get there before I do,


Tell all my friends I'm comin' too,


The brightest day that ever I saw,


When Heaven washed my sins away,


I'm sometimes up

and sometimes down,


But still my soul

feels heav'n bound,


CHICKEN SONG

We had this chicken,

no eggs would she lay,

We had this chicken,

no eggs would she lay,

One day this rooster

came in our yard,

And caught that chicken,

right off her guard.

We're having eggs now,

just like we used to,

Ever since that rooster

came in our yard,

We're having eggs now,

just like we used to

Ever since that rooster

come in our yard.

Repeat same verses,

replacing words with:

Milk Cow - Eggnog;

Gum Tree - Chickletts;

Gas Pump - Shell Gas;

Garden - Egg Plant;

Hound Dog - Pooched Eggs;

Atom Bomb - Bomb Shells;

SHE'LL BE COMIN'

'ROUND THE MOUNTAIN

She'll be comin' 'round the mountain

when she comes.

Whoo, Whoo


when she comes.

Whoo, Whoo


,

She'll be comin' 'round the mountain,


when she comes.

Whoo, Whoo

She'll be drivin' six white horses

When she comes, "Whoa, back!"

And, we'll all go out to meet her

When she comes, "Hi, Babe!"

And we'll kill the old red rooster

When she comes, "Hack, hack!"

Oh we'll all have chicken 'n'

dumplings When she comes,

"Yum, yum!"

And we'll wear our bright red woollies

When she comes,

"Scratch, scratch!"

(repeat first verse)

PRAYER

O'God, give us the serenity

to accept what cannot be changed,

courage to change what should be

changed, and the wisdom to distinguish

the one from the other.




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THE YELLOW ROSE OF TEXAS

There's a Yellow Rose of Texas'

I'm going back to see,

No one else can claim her,

No other one but me;

She cried so when I left her,

It near to broke my heart,

And if I ever find her,

We never more shall part.

She's The Yellow Rose of Texas,

The fairest of the few,

Her eyes are bright as diamonds,

They sparkle like the dew,

You may talk about your dearest May,

And sing of Rosalee,

But the Yellow Rose of Texas

Is the only girl for me.

Where the Rio Grande is flowing,

And the starry skies are bright,

She walks along the river,

In the quiet of the night;

She knows that I remember

When we parted long ago

That I promised her I'd come back

And never leave her so.

Now, I.m going back to find her

For my heart is full I woe.

We'll sing the songs together

That we sang so lon ago;

We'll play the banjo gaily

And sing the song of yore,

And the Yellow Rose of Texas

Shall be mine for evermore.

TRAIL THE EAGLE

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 Eagles all.

CHURCH IN THE WILDWOOD

There's a church in the valley

by the wildwood,

No lovelier place in the dale,

No spot is so dear to my childhood,

As the little brown church

in the vale.

O, come, come, come, come,

Come to the church in the wildwood,

O, come to the church dale,

No spot is so dear to my childhood,

As the little brown church

in the vale.

How sweet on a bright

Sabbath morning,

to list to the clear ringing bell,

Its tones so sweetly are calling,

O, come to the church in the vale.

THE CHIGGER SONG

There once was a chigger

That wasn't much bigger

Than the head of a very fine pin

But the bump that he raises

Itches like the blazes

And that's where

the rubbing comes in.

Comes in, comes in,

That's where the rubbing comes in

The bump that he raises

itches like the blazes

And that's where

the rubbing comes in.

AULD LANG SYNE

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,

And never brought to mind?

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,

And days of auld lang syne?

Chorus:

For auld lang syne, my dear,

For auld lang syne,

We'll take a cup o' kind-ness yet,

For auld lang syne.

And here's a hand my trusty frien'

And gie's a hand o 'thine;




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We'll take a cup o' kindness yet,

For auld lang syne.

Chrous:

THE DYING COWBOY

"O bury me not

on the lone prairie";

These words came low

and mournfully,

From the pallid lips

of a youth who lay,

On his dying bed

at the close of day.

It matters not, I've oft been told,

Where the body lies

when the heart grows cold,

Yet grant, oh grant

this wish to me:

O bury me not on the lone prairie.

"O bury me not"

and his voice failed there,

But we took no heed

of his dying prayer.

In a narrow grave

just six by three,

We buried him there

on the lone prairie.

And the cowboys now

as they roam the plain,

Fling a handful of roses

o'er his grave,

For they marked the spot

where his bones were lain,

With a prayer to Him

who his soul will save.

THE LIGHT OF SCOUTING

We are the light of scouting,

We give fight to eagles.


All o'er the world.

We'll never be hiked under,

Listen to our scouting thunder.


All o'er the world.

Hum one time

Good hiking tune

(Great with pipes)




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DIXIE

I wish I was in the land of cotton,

Old times there are not forgotten;

Look away! Look away!

Look away! Dixieland.

In Dixieland where I was born,

Early on one frosty morn;



Chorus:

Well I wish I was in Dixie,

Hooray! Hooray!

In Dixieland I'll take my stand

to live and die in Dixie;

Away, away, away down south

in Dixie.

Away, away, away down south

in Dixie.

There's buckwheat cakes

and Injun batter,

Makes you fat or a little fatter;



Then hoe it down

and scratch your gravel,

To Dixieland I'm bound to travel,



THE CUP SONG

A-hey bonnie shore and

a washy-tashy tash

A-hey bonnie shore and

a washy-tashy tash

Shin-ta hoy-ya ziggity es-karoo

kay-ra kay-ra

A-hey-gazyga hey-gazyga

ziggitty ziggity za

A-hey-gazyga hey-gazyga

ziggitty ziggity za

Rythym Game

James Reems (NCS 97)

Past cup on every beat

2nd time place a "da" on every beat

3rd time is silent

GHOST RIDERS IN THE SKY

An old cowpoke went riding out,

one hot and windy day,

Upon a ridge he rested

as he went along his way,

When all at once a mighty herd

of red-eyed cows he saw,

A-plowin' through the ragged skies

and up a cloudy draw.

Chorus:

Yip-i-ya-a, yip-i-ya-o,

Ghost riders in the sky.

Their brands were still on fire

and their hooves were made of steel.

Their horns were black and shiny

and their hot breath he could

feel.

A bolt of fear went through him as they

thundered through the sky.

For as he saw the riders coming

hard he heard their mournful

cry.

Chorus:

Their faces gaunt, their eyes were

red, their shirts all soaked with

sweat,

They're ridin' hard to catch that

herd, but they ain't caught them yet

They've got to ride for-ever on that

range up in the sky.

On horses snorting fire, as they ride

on, hear them cry.

Chorus:

As the riders loped on by him, he heard

them call his name.

If you want to save your soul from hell

a-riding on our range,

Then cowpoke change your ways today

or with us you will ride,

Trying to catch the devil's herd

across the endless sky.

Chorus: Fades out

PHILMONT GRACE

For food, for raiment,

For life, for opportunity,

For friendship and fellowship...




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We thank Thee, O Lord.

GHOST CHICKENS IN THE SKY

A chicken farmer went out one dark

and dreary day,

He rested by a chicken coop

as he went along his way,

When all at once a rotten egg

hit him in the eye,

It was a sight he dreaded:

Ghost chickens in the sky.

Chorus:

Bok, Bok, Bok Bok

Bok, Bok, Bok Bok

GHOST CHICKENS IN THE SKY.

The farmer had raised chickens

since he was 24,

Working for the Colonel

thirty years or more,

Plucking all those chickens

and sending them to fry,

And now they sought revenge,

Ghost chickens in the sky.

There feet were black and shiny,

Their eyes were burning red.

They had no meat or feathers,

These chickens all were dead.

They picked the poor old farmer up

and he died by the claw.

They cooked him extra crispy

and ate him with coleslaw.

A LAKOTA PRAYER

Great Spirit, you are everything,

and yet above everything.

You are first and always have been.

Through you our children will have

strong hearts and they will walk the

straight path in a sacred manner.

Help me to walk the sacred path of

life, with my mind and heart

continually fixed on you.

MY GOD AND I

My God and I

go in the fields together,

We walk and talk

as good friends should and do;

We clasp our hands,

our voices ring with laughter,

My God and I

walk thur the meadows hue;

We clasp our hands,

our voices ring with laughter,

My God and I

walk thur the meadows hue.

He tells me of the years

that went before me,

When heav'nly plans

were made for me to be,

When all was

but a dream of dim conception,

To come to life,

earth's verdant glory see;

When all was

but a dream of dim conception

To come to life,

earth's verdant glory see.

My God and I

will go for aye together,

We'll walk and talk

as good friends should and do;

This earth will pass,

and with it common trifles,

But God and I will go unendingly;

This earth will pass,

and with it common trifles,

But God and I will go unendingly.

HOLE IN THE BOTTOM OF THE SEA

There's a _____ in the bottom

of the sea

There's a ____ in the bottom

of the sea

There's a hole, There's a hole

There's a hole in the bottom

of the sea.

hole, log, knot, frog, wart, hair,

fly, flea




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CANOE ROUND

Our paddles keen and bright,

Flashing with silver.

Follow the wild goose flight,

Dip, dip and swing.

Dip, dip and swing her back,

Flashing with silver.

Follow the wild goose track,

Dip, dip and swing.

GROUND ROUND

When you eat meat,

but hate the meat that your eating

Then you've surely got,

Ground Round!

It's so unnerving

when they're constantly serving

in an eating spot,

Ground Round!

It may be called a chopped steak,

a salisbury, or beef patty.

No matter what it's called,

it's always overcooked and fatty.

So what do you do?

Sound off to your waiter there

And loudly pound on the tables and

stand on the chairs and shout

Ground Round!

Piled on my plate I see

Ground Round!

Always your serving me

Ground Round!

Why must it always be

Ground Round!, Ground Round!, Ground

Round!

THE FOUR WINDS BLESSING

O Great Spirit, bless us form the north

with the cool winds that calm our

passions. Bless us from the east with

the winds that bring and renew life.

Bless us from the south with the warm

wet winds that invite growth. Bless

us from the west with the winds that

lead us through this life to the next.

Fill the sky so that we might sense

your presence. And bless us from

mother earth from which we've come and

to whom we shall return.

HE'S GOT THE WHOLE WORLD

IN HIS HANDS

He's got the whole world

in His hands,

He's got the big, wide world

in His hands,

He's got the big, wide world

in His hands;


in His hands.

He's got the wind and the rain

in His hands,

He's got the sun and the moon

in His hands,

He's got the wind and the rain

in His hands;


in His hands.

He's got the little bitty baby

in His hands,


in His hands,


in His hands;


in His hands.

He's got you and me, brother,

in His hands,


in His hands,


in His hands;


in His hands.

He's got everybody here

in His hands,


in His hands,


in His hands;


in His hands.




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in His hands,

He's got the whole wide world

in His hands,


in His hands;


in His hands.

HOME ON THE RANGE

O give me a home,

Where the buffalo roam

And the deer and the antelope play

Where seldom is heard,

a discouraging word

And the skies are not

cloudy all day

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

IF YOU'RE HAPPY

If you're happy and you know it

clap your hands


clap your hands


Then you really ought to show it


clap your hands.

If you're happy and you know it,

Stamp your feet.Stamp-stamp


Shout HOORAY!


Do all three. Clap-clap,

stamp-stamp, HOORAY!

THE STREETS OF LARADO

As I walked out

in the streets of Larado,

As I walked out in Larado one day,

I saw a young cowboy

all dressed in white linen,

Dressed in white linen

as cold as the clay.

"I see by your outfit

that you are a cowboy."

These word he did say

as I boldly stepped by;

"Come sit down beside me

and hear my sad story,

I was shot in the breast

and I know I must die."

Once in the saddle

I used to go dashing.

Once in the saddle

I used to go gay.

First to the cardhouse,

and then down to Rosy's,

But I'm shot in the breast

and I'm dying today.

Just write me a letter

to my gray-haired mother

and break the sad news

to my sister so dear;

But there is another

more dear than a sister,

Who will bitter weep

when she hears that I'm gone.

Get six jolly cowboys

to carry my casket,

Get six pretty maidens

to sing me a song;

Put bunches of roses

all over my coffin,

Put roses to deaden

the clods as they fall.

Oh, beat the drum slowly

and play the fife lowly.

Play the death march

as you carry me along.




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Take me to the green valley.

There lay the sod o'er me,

For I'm a young cowboy

and I know I've done wrong.

"Go fetch me a cup,

a cup of cold water,

To cool my parched lips."

the cowboy then said;

Before I returned

the spirit had left him

And gone to his maker

the cowboy was dead.

We beat the drum slowly

and played the fife lowly,

And bitterly wept

as we bore him along;

We all loved our comrade

so brave and so daring,

We all loved our comrade

although he'd done wrong.

JACOB'S LADDER

We are climbing Jacob's ladder,



Soldiers of the Cross.

Every rung goes higher,higher,

Soldiers of the cross.

Do you think I'd make a soldier,


Yes, I'd like to be a soldier,


We are climbing higher,higher, etc.


TALLIS' CANON BLESSING

All praise to Thee, my God,

For all the blessings of the light;

Keep me, oh, keep me, King of Kings,

Beneath Thine own Almighty wings.

MOUNTAIN DEW

Chorus:

They call it that good

ol' Mountain Dew, dew, dew,

And them that refuse

it are few (are few)

I'll hush up my mug

if you fill up my jug

With that good ol' Mountain Dew.

My uncle Bill has a still

on the hill

Where he brews up a gallon

or two (or two)

The buzzards in the sky

get so drunk they can't fly

Just from sniffin' that

good ol' Mountain Dew.

Old Rev'rend Gus,

ya never heard him cuss

Not even a word or two (or two)

But ya should have heard him swear

when he didn't get his share

Of that good ol' Mountain Dew.

My Uncle Hank had an old army tank

That he got back in 'forty-two

('forty-two)

It wouldn't move a nudge

'til he gave it a gludge


My Uncle Mort,

he's saved-off and short

He stands about four-foot two

(four' two)

But he thinks he's a giant

when he gets him a pint


My Uncle Fred had a still

on the hill

Where he brews up a gallon

or two (or two)

His wife drank it all,

and you heard the matin' call

Just from drinkin'

that good ol' Mountain Dew.




14

I KNOW AN OLD LADY

I know an old lady

who swallowed a fly.

I don't know why

She swallowed that fly.

I guess she'll die.

Spider, It wriggled and tickled inside

her

Bird, How absurd to swallow a bird

Cat, How 'bout that she swallowed a

cat

Dog, What a hog to swallow a dog

Goat, Just opened her throat and

swallowed a goat

Cow, I don't know how she swallowed

that cow

Horse, she's dead of course

MARIAH

Away out here they have a name

for rain and wind and fire.

The rain is Tess; the fire Joe;

and they call the wind Mariah.

Mariah blows the stars around

and sets the clouds a-flyin'

Mariah makes the mountains sound like

folks were out there dyin'.

Chorus:

Mariah, Mariah,

they call the wind Mariah

Before I knew Mariah's name

and heard her wail and whinin'

I had a girl and she had me

and the sun was always shinin.

Then one day I left that girl,

I left her far behind me

And now I'm lost, so doggone lost

not even God can find me.

Out here they have a name for rain,

for wind and fire only

And when you're lost and all alone,

there ain't no word for lonely.

Now I'm a lost and lonely man

without a star to guide me

Mariah blow my love to me,

I need my gal beside me.

WALTZING MATILDA

Once a jolly swagman camped

by a billabong,

Under the shade of a coolibah tree,

And he sang as he watched and

waited till his billy boiled,

"You'll come a-waltzing,

Matilda, with me!"

Chorus:

Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda,

You'll come a-waltzing

Matilda with me.

And he sang as he watched and

waited till his billy boiled.


Matilda, with me!"

Down came a jumbuck to drink

beside the billabong,

Up jumped the swagman and

seized him with glee;

And he sang as he talked

to that jumbuck

in his tuckerbag,


Matilda, with me."

Down came the stockman,

riding on his thoroughbred;

Down came the troopers

one, two, and three.

"Where's the jolly jumbuck,

you've got in your tuckerbag?"


Matilda, with me."

Up jumped the swagman and plunged

into the billabong,

"You'll never catch me alive,"

cried he.

* And his ghost may be heard as you

ride beside the billabong,


Matilda, with me."

* Substitute this line for third line

of chorus*




15

THERE'S A LONG, LONG TRAIL

There's a long,

long trail a-winding

Into the land of my dreams,

Where the nightingales are singing

And a white moon beams:

There's a long, long night

of waiting

Until my dreams all come true;

Till the day when

I'll be going down

That long, long trail with you.

MY NAME IS JOE

Hey, my name is Joe.

I got a wife, a dog and a family,

and I work in a button factory.

One day my boss come up to me,

He said, "Hey Joe, are you busy ?"

I said no.

Well turn the button with your____.

Left hand, Right hand, Left foot,

Right foot, Nose, Tongue

After tongue say No

when "asked are you busy".

RAIN VESPERS

Softly falls the rain today,

As our campfire floats away.

Silently each scout should ask

Did I close my tent flaps?

Did I bring my rain poncho?

Should I stay, or should I go?

Did the weather man say,

Anything 'bout rain today?

KUM BA YAH

Kum ba yah, my Lord, Kum ba yah!



O Lord, Kum ba yah.

Someone's cryin', Lord, Kum ba yah!



O Lord, Kum ba yah.

Someone's laughin',

Someone's singin',

Someone's prayin',




16

MICHAEL ROW THE BOAT ASHORE

Michael, row the boat ashore,

Hallelujah!


Hallelujah!

Verses

Sister, help to trim the sails,

River Jordan is chilly and cold,

Cools the body but not the soul,


THE LITTLE BROWN MOUSE

Well the liquor was spilled

on the bar room floor

And the bar was closed

for the night

When out of the corner

came a little brown mouse

And sat in the pale moon light.

Well, he lapped up the liquor

off the bar room floor

And back on his haunches he sat

And all through the night

you could hear him roar

"Bring on the old tom cat."

Well out from the corner

came the old tom cat

And he ate up

the little brown mouse

And the moral of this story is

Never take a drink on the house!

TELL ME WHY

Tell me why the stars do shine,

Tell me why the ivy twine,

Tell me why the sky's so blue,

Tell me (Camp) just why I love you.

Because God made the stars to shine,

Because God made the ivy twine,

Because God made the skies so blue,

Dear old Camp Parnell

that's why I love you.

CLOSE TO NOWHERE, OKLAHOMA

(Tune of Country Roads)

Close to nowhere, Oklahoma

How'd I get there?

Must've made wrong turns.

Dark and dusty, even in the day!

Back at that old road sign

I went the wrong way.

Chorus:

Interstate, get me out

About this state,

I've got my doubts!

Oklahoma, Close to nowhere,

Interstate, get me out.

Radiator's overheated!

Lost my hubcaps,

city's name was Tulsa.

Grass is brown there,

and so are all the trees.

Who took all the mountains?

Just dusty prairies.

I hear a voice on the radio

a-calling me.

Must be Oral Roberts

and he wants me to stay.

Driving down the road

I get a feeling that I

Should've left here yesterday,

or last week.

(Philmont crew 1986)

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.




17

OL' PAINT

Good-by, ol' Paint,

I'm a-leaving Cheyenne,

My foot in the stirrup,

my pony won't stand;

I'm a-leaving Cheyenne

and I'm off to Montan'.

Good-by, ol' Paint,

I'm a-leaving Cheyenne.

I'm riding ol' Paint

and a leading ol' Fan;

Good-by, little Annie,

I'm off to Montan'.

Good-by, ol' paint,


Go hitch up your horses

and give 'em some hay,

And seat yourself by me

as long as you stay.

Good-by, ol' Paint,


I WEAR MY PINK PAJAMAS

I wear my pink pajamas

in the summer when it's hot.

I wear my flannel nighties

in the winter when it's not.

And sometimes in the springtime

and sometimes in the fall,

I jump between the sheets

with nothing on at all.

Glory, glory, Hallelujah;

Glory, glory, what's it to you.

Balmy breezes blowing through you,

With nothing on at all.

I'M A NUT

I'm an acorn small and round.

Lying on the cold, cold ground,

People come and step on me;

That's why I'm so cracked you see.

I'm a nut, Tch, Tch!



I'm a nut!

PARADISE

When I was a child,

my family would travel

Down to Western Kentucky,

where my parents were born

And there's a backwards old town,

that's often remembered

So many times,

that my memories are worn

Chorus:

And daddy won't you take me back

to Muhlenberg County

Down by the Green River

where Paradise lay

Well I'm sorry my son,

but your too late in asking

Mr. Peabody's coal train

has hauled it away

Well sometimes we'd travel right

down the Green River

To the abandoned old prison

down by Adrie Hill

Where the air smelled like snakes,

and we'd shoot

with our pistols

But empty pop bottles

was all we would kill

Then the coal company came

with the world's

largest shovel

And they tortured the timber

and stripped all the land

Well, they dug for their coal

till the land was forsaken

Then they wrote it all down

as the progress of man

When I die, let my ashes

float down the Green River

Let my soul roll on up

to the Rochester Dam

I'll be halfway to heaven

with Paradise waiting

Just five miles away

from wherever I am




18

PHILMONT HYMN

Silver on the sage

star-lit skies above

Aspen covered hills

Country that I love.

Philmont, here's to thee

Scouting Paradise

Out in God's country - tonight.

Wind in whisp'ring pines

Eagles soaring high

Purple mountains rise

Against an azure sky.

Philmont, here's to thee

Scouting Paradise

Out in God's country - tonight.

PUFF THE MAGIC DRAGON

Puff the magic dragon

lived by the sea

And frolicked in the autumn mist

in a land called Honalee

Little Jackie Faber

loved that rascal Puff

And brought him string and sealing

wax and other fancy stuff.

Together they would travel

on a boat with billowed sail

Jackie kept a lookout perched

on Puff's gigantic tail

Noble kings and princes would

bow when 'er they came

Pirate ships let down their flag

when Puff roared out his name.

A dragon lives forever,

but not so little boys

Giant strings and painted wings

make way for other toys

One gray night it happened,

Jackie Faber came no more

And Puff that mighty dragon,

he ceased his fearless roar.

His head was bent in sorrow,

green scales fell like rain

Puff no longer came to play

along the cherry lane

Without his lifelong friend,

Puff could not be brave

So Puff that magic dragon

sadly slipped into his cave.

OUTHOUSE BLUES

Ba-Ba-bu-boom!

Way down under the ground.

Ba-Ba-bu-boom!

Listen to the ground hog

rumblin' around.

Ba-Ba-bu-boom!

Splish splash all over my shoes.

Listen to the rhythm

of the outhouse blues,

outhouse blues.

Sad Sam, the outhouse man.

Chief inspector

of the outhouse clan.

He issues out the tissues,

he issues out the towels.

He listens to the rumblin'

of the human bowels,

human bowels.

(Delay a two count)

Plop!

SCOUT HEARTED MEN

Give me some men,

who are Scout hearted men,

Who will fight

for the right they adore.

Start me with ten,

who are Scout hearted men,

And I'll soon give you

ten thousand more.

Oh! Shoulder to shoulder

and bolder and bolder

They grow as they go to the fore!

Then-there's nothing in the world

can halt or mar a plan

When Scout hearted men

can stick together man to man!

KOOKABURRA (Round)

Koo-ka-bur-ra sits

on an old gum tree,

Merry, merry king of the bush is he,

Laugh, kookaburra, laugh kookaburra,

Gay your life must be.




19

PASS IT ON

It only takes a spark

to get a fire going,

And soon all those around

can warm up to its glowing.

That's how it is with God's love; once

you've experienced it;

you spread His Love to everyone;

You want to pass it on.

What a wondrous time is spring,

when all the trees are budding.

The birds begin to sing,

the flowers start their blooming.

That's how it is with God's love; once

you've experienced it;

It's fresh like spring,

you want to sing;

You want to pass it on.

I wish for you my friend,

all this happiness

that I've found.

You can depend on Him,

It matters not where you're bound.

I'll shout it from

the mountain tops,

I want my world to know;

The Lord of Love, has come to me;

I want to pass it on.

I'll shout it from

the mountain tops,

I want my world to know;

The Lord of Love, has come to me;

I want...to pass... it on...

THE MORE WE GET TOGETHER

The more we get together

Together, together


The happier we'll be.

When your friends are my friends

And my friends are your friends


The happier we'll be.

RED RIVER VALLEY

From this valley they say

you are going,

I will miss your bright eyes

and sweet smile,

For they say you are taking

the sunshine,

That brightened our pathway awhile.

Come and sit by my side

if you love me,

Do not hasten to bid me adieu,

But remember the Red River Valley,

And the cowboy

who loves you so true.

Do you think of the valley

you're leaving?

Oh, how lonely, how sad it will be.

Oh, think of the fond heart

you're breaking,

And the grief

you are causing to me.

From this valley

they say you are going;

When you go,

may your darling go too?

Would you leave him

behind all alone,

When he loves no one

other than you?

As you go to your home

by the ocean,

May you never forget

those sweet hours.

That we spent in

the Red River Valley,

And the love we exchanged

'mid the flow'rs.

WE'RE HERE

We're all together again,

We're here, we're here.

We're all together again,

We're here, we're here.

And who knows when

we'll be all together again?

Singing, All together again,

we're here.




20

ROCK MY SOUL

Rock my soul

in the bosom of Abraham

Rock my soul


Rock my soul


Oh, Rock my soul.

So high, can't get over it

So low, can't get under it

So wide, can't get around it

Gotta come in through the door.

Oh, Rock my soul.

Rock my soul

Rock my soul

Rock my soul

Rock my soul.

Oh, Rock my soul.

(Can be sung as a three part round)

SING, SING A SONG

Sing. Sing a song,

Sing out loud, Sing out strong.

Song of good things, not bad;

Sing of happy, not sad.

Sing. Sing a song,

Make it simple to last

your whole life long.

Don't worry that it's not good

enough for anyone else to hear.

Just sing. Sing a song.

La la la la la

La la la

La la la la la la

La la la la la

La la la la la la

La la la la la la

ROCKY TOP

Wish that I was on Ol' Rocky Top

Down in the Tennessee hills.

Ain't no smoggy smoke on Rocky Top.

Ain't no telephone bills.

Once I had a girl on Rocky Top,

Half bear the other half cat

Wild as a mink

but sweet as soda pop

And I still dream about that.

Chorus:

Rocky Top you'll always be

Home sweet home to me,

Good old Rocky Top,

Rocky Top, Tennessee

Corn won't grow at all

on Rocky Top,

Dirt's too rocky by far.

That's why all them folks

on Rocky Top

Get their corn from a jar.

Once two strangers

climbed old Rocky Top

Lookin'for a moonshine still.

Strangers ain't come down

from Rocky Top

Reckon they never will.

I've had years

of cramped up city life

Trapped like a duck in a pen.

All I know is it's a pity life

Can't be simple again.

Rocky Top you'll always be

Home sweet home to me

Good old Rocky Top,






21

GOD BLESS AMERICA

God bless America

Land that I love

Stand beside her

and guide her

Thru the night with

a light form above

From the mountains

to the prairies

To the oceans

white with foam

God bless America

My home sweet home

God bless America

My home sweet home

I'VE GOT THAT SCOUTING SPIRIT

Tune: "Joy in My Heart"

I've got that Scouting spirit,

Up in my head,

Up in my head,

Up in my head,


Up in my head,

Up in my head, to stay.


Deep in my heart, etc.

Down in my feet, etc.

All over me, etc.

I've got that Scouting Spirit,

Up in my head,

Deep in my heart,

Down in my feet.


All over me,

All over me, all ways.

WAYFARER'S GRACE

For all the glory of the Way,

For thy protection night and day,

for roof-tree, fire,

and bed and board,

For friends and home,

We thank Thee Lord.

WHEN THE SAINTS GO MARCHING IN

Oh, when the Saints go marching in,

Oh, when the Saints go marching in,

Lord, I want to be in that number,

When the Saints go marching in.

And when the revelation comes,

And when the revelation comes,


When the revelation comes.

And when the new world is revealed,

And when the new world is revealed,


When the new world is revealed.

And when the sun begins to shine,

And when the sun begins to shine,


When the sun begins to shine.

VIVE L'COMPAGNIE

Let ev'ry good fellow

now join in a song,

Vive la compagnie!

Success to each other

and pass it along,

Vive la compagnie!

Chorus:

Vive la, vive la, vive l'amour,

Vive la, vive la, vive l'amour,

Vive l'amour, vive l'amour,

Vive la compagnie.

A friend on your left,

and a friend on your right,

Vive la compagnie!

In love and good fellowship

let us unite,

Vive la compagnie!




22

SHENANDOAH

Oh, Shenandoah, I long to see you.

Far away, you rolling river!

Oh, Shenandoah, I long to see you,

Far away, we're bound away

'cross the wide Missouri.

For seven years I've been a rover

Far away you rolling river!

For seven years I left the valley


'cross the wide Missouri

Oh, Shenandoah,

I love your daughter,


Oh, Shenandoah,

I've come to claim her



Oh, Shenandoah,

I'm bound to leave you,


Oh, Shenandoah,

I'll not deceive you,



THE HAPPY WANDERER

I love to go a-wandering,

Along the mountain track,

And as I go, I love to sing,

My knap-sack on my back.

Val-de ri--Val-de ra--Val-de ra

Val-de ha ha ha ha ha ha Val-de ri,

Val-de ra. My knap-sack 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 blackbirds call

so loud and sweet

From ev'ry green-wood tree.

High overhead, the skylarks wing,

They never rest at home

But just like me,

they love to sing,

As o'er the world we roam.

Oh, may I go a wandering

Until the day I die!

Oh, may I always laugh and sing,

Beneath God's clear blue sky!

DOWN IN THE VALLEY

Down in the valley, valley so low,

Hang your head over,

hear the wind blow;

Hear the wind blow, dear,

hear the wind blow;

Hang your head over,

hear the wind blow.

Write me a letter containing

three lines,

Answer my question:

Will you be mine?

Will you be mine, dear?

Will you be mine?

Answer my question:

Will you be mine?

Build me a castle forty feet high,

So I can see her, as she rides by;

As she rides by, dear,

as she rides by;

So I can see her, as she rides by.

Roses love sunshine,

violets love dew,

Angles in heaven, know I love you;

Know I love you, dear,

know I love you;

Angels in heaven, know I love you.

BE KIND TO YOUR WEB FOOTED FRIENDS

Be kind to your web footed friends

For that duck may be somebody's mother

Who lives all alone in the swamp

Where the weather's cold and damp.

You may think that this is the end

Well it is.




23

ALL MY TRIALS

All my trials, Lord, soon be over

I had a little book was given to me

And every page spelled liberty.


If religion were a thing

that money could buy

The rich would live,

and the poor would die.


Too late my brothers- too late,

but never mind


There is a tree in Paradise

The Pilgrims call it

the Tree of Life.


Too late my brothers- too late,

but never mind


All my trials, Lord, soon be over.

THE QUARTERMASTER'S STORE

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 cannot see.

I have not got my specks with me.

I have not got my specks with me.

(Second verse)

There are mice, mice, mice

running through the rice,

(Third verse)

There are rats, rats, rats

big as alley cats

I'VE BEEN WORKING ON THE RAILROAD

Oh, 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 hear the whistle blowing?

Rise up so early in the 'morn.

Can't you hear

the Captain shouting,

Dinah blow your horn.

Dinah won't you blow?


Dinah won't you blow your hor-r-rn



Dinah won't you blow your horn?

Someone's in the kitchen with Dinah

Someone's in the kitchen

I know, I know.

Someone's in the kitchen with Dinah

Strumming on the old banjo.

He's singin' Fe-Fi-Fiddle-I-O

Fe-Fi-Fiddle-I-O-I-O-O

Fe-Fi-Fiddle-I-O

Strumming on the old banjo.

GING GANG GOOLI

Ging gang gooli gooli gooli

gooli got-cha

Ging gang goo, ging gang goo

Ging gang gooli gooli gooli

gooli got-cha

Ging gang goo, ging gang goo

Hai-la, hai-la shai-la,

hai-la shai-la

Hai-la oh oh oh, singing

Hai-la, hai-la shai-la,

hai-la shai-la,hai-la oh

Solly wolly, solly wolly

Solly wolly, solly wolly

Um-pah, umpah, umpah

(Repeat faster)




24

YELLOW SUBMARINE

In the town where I was born

Lived a man who sailed to sea

And he told us of his life

In the land of submarines

So we sailed off to the sun

Till we found the sea of green

And we lived beneath the waves

In our yellow submarine

Chorus:

We all live in a yellow submarine

Yellow submarine

Yellow submarine

We all live in a yellow submarine

Yellow submarine

Yellow submarine

And our friends are all aboard

Many more of them live next door

And the band begins to play

And we live a life of ease

Every one of us has all we need

Sky of blue and sea of green

In our yellow submarine

BLUE TAIL FLY

When I was young

I used to wait on Master,

And hand him his plate,

pass the bottle when he got dry,

and chase away the blue-tail fly.

Chorus:

Jimmy crack corn and I don't care,



My master's gone away.

And when he'd ride in the afternoon

I'd follow along

with a hickory broom;

The pony being rather shy,

When bitten by a blue-tail fly.

One day he ride around the farm,

The flies so numberous

they did swarm;

One chanced to bite him

on the thigh;

The devil take the blue=tail fly.

The pony run, he jump, he pitch,

he threw my master in the ditch;

He died and the jury wondered why,

The verdict was the blue-tail fly.

They laid him under a 'simmon tree,

His epitaph is there to see;

'Beneath this stone

I'm forced to lie,

Victim of the blue-tail fly".

MORNING HAS BROKEN

Morning has broken

like the first morning,

Blackbird has spoken

like the first bird.

Praise for the singing,

Praise for the morning,

Praise for them

springing fresh from the word.

Sweet the rain's new fall,

sunlit from heaven,

Like the first dew fall

on the first grass.

Praise for the sweetness

of the wet garden,

Sprung in completeness

where his feet pass.

Mine is the sunlight,

Mine is the morning,

Born of the one light

Eden saw play.

Praise with elation,

Praise every morning,

God's recreation of the new day.

REPEAT THE FIRST VERSE




25

THIS LAND IS YOUR LAND

This land is your land,

- this land is my land,

From California

to the New York Island,

From the red-wood forest

to the Gulf Stream waters,

This land was made for you and me.

As I went walking

that ribbon of highway

I saw above me that endless skyway,

I saw below me that golden valley,


I roamed and rambled,

and I followed my footsteps,

To the sparkling sands

of her diamond deserts,

All around me a voice was sounding,


When the sun came shining,

when I was strolling,

And the wheat fields waving,

and the dust clouds rolling,

A voice was chanting

as the fog was lifting,


BINGO

Oh, there was a farmer had a dog

and Bingo was his name;

B-I-N-G-O, B-I-N-G-O, B-I-N-G-O

and Bingo was his name.

(Repeat leaving out a letter

each time clap for the letter.)

ON MY HONOR

On my honor,

I'll 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 strengthened

and keep my mind awakened.

To follow paths of righteousness.

On my honor, I'll do my best.

THE CRAWDAD SONG

You get a line and I'll get a pole,

honey, honey


babe, babe


We'll go down to the crawdad hole,

Honey, baby mine.

Stood on the bank till my feet got

cold, honey, honey

Stood on the bank till my feet got

cold, babe, babe

Stood on the bank

till my feet got cold,

Looking down in a crawdad hole,

Honey, baby mine.

Little duck said to the drake, honey,

honey

Little duck said to a drake,

babe, babe

Said the little duck to the drake,

Ain't no crawdads in this lake,

Honey, baby mine.

Yonder comes a man with a sack on his

back, honey, honey


back, babe, babe


back,

Got all the crawdads he can pack,

Honey, baby mine.

Man fall down and bust sack,

honey, honey


babe, babe


See them crawdads backin' back,

Honey, baby mine.

WILDERNESS GRACE

For food, for raiment,

for life and opportunity,

For sun and rain,

for water and portage trails,

For friendship and fellowship,

We thank thee, Oh Lord.




26

BLOWING IN THE WIND

How many roads must a man walk down

Before you can call him a man?

Yes, and how many seas must a white

dove sail before she sleeps in the

sand?

Yes, and how many times must the cannon

balls fly before they are forever

banned?

Chorus:

The answer my friends

is blowing in the wind

The answer is blowing in the wind.

How many years must a mountain exist

Before it is washed to the sea.

Yes, and how many years must a people

exist before they're allowed to be

free?

Yes, and how many times can a man turn

his head and pretent that he just

doesn't see?

Chorus:

How many times must a man look up

Before he can see the sky?

Yes, and how many ears must one man

have before he can hear people cry?

Yes, and how many deaths will it take

till he knows that too many people have

died?

Chorus:

GO TELL IT ON THE MOUNTAIN

When I was a learner,

I sought both night and day,

I asked the lord to aid me

and he showed me the way.

Go tell it on the mountain,

over the hills and everywhere,

Go tell it on the mountain,

That Jesus Christ is born.

(Repeat)

LORD'S PRAYER

Our Father which art in heaven.

Hallowed be thy name,

Thy kingdom come,

Thy will be done,

On earth as it is in heaven,

Give us this day our daily bread,

And forgive us our debts,

As we forgive our debtors,

And lead us not into temptation,

But deliver us from evil,

For thine is the kingdom,

And the power and the glory,

For ever. A-men

MOLLY MALONE

In Dublin's fair city

where girls are so pretty,

I first set my eyes on

sweet Molly Malone,

As she wheel'd her wheel barrow

thru streets broad and narrow,

Chorus:

Crying, "Cockles and mussels

a-live, a-live oh!

A-live, a-live oh!

A-live, a-live oh!

Crying, "Cockles and mussels

a-live, a-live oh!

She was a fish monger,

but it sure 'twas no wonder,

For so were her father

and mother before,

And they each wheel'd their barrow

thru streets broad and narrow,

She died of a fever,

and no could save her,

And that was the end

of sweet Molly Malone,

Now her ghost wheels her barrow

thru streets broad and narrow.




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THE OLD CHISHOLM TRAIL

Well, come along, boys,

and listen to my tale.

I'll tell you all my troubles

on the Chisholm trail.

Chorus:

Come-a ti yi yippy,

yippy yay, yippy yay!

Come-a ti yi yippy, yippy yay!

On a ten dollar horse

and a forty dollar saddle

I started up the trail

a-punchin' Texas cattle.

I woke up one mornin'

on th old chis'olm trail.

With my rope in my hand

and a cow by the tail,

I'm up in the morning

afore daylight

And fore I sleepin'

the moon's shinin' bright.

It's cloudy in the west

and a lookin' like rain,

Course my slicker's

in the wagon again.

The wind commenced to blow

and the rain began to fall,

looked as though we were go'na

loose 'em all,

A stray in the herd

and the boss said kill it,

So I shot him in the rump

with the handle of a skillet,

Oh, it's bacon and beans

most every day

I'd sooner be a-eatin'

prairie hay.

I went to the boss

for to draw my roll,

He had it figured out

nine dollars in the hole.

I says "I won't take that."

an' slapped him in the face

with my old slouch hat.

I'll sell my outfit

soon as I can,

'Cause I ain't punchin' cattle

for no lyin' boss man.

With my feet in the stirrups,

and my seat in the saddle,

I'll quit punchin' cattle

in the sweet by and by.

OLD SMOKY

On top of Old Smoky,

All covered with snow,

I lost my true lover

by courting too slow.

Now courtings a pleasure,

and parting is grief,

But a false-hearted lover

is worst than a thief.

A thief will but rob you,

And take what you have,

But a false-hearted lover,

Will lead you to the grave.

The grave will decay you,

and turn you to dust,

Not one girl in ten thousand

can a poor boy trust.

They'll hug you and kiss you,

and tell you more lies,

Than cross-ties on a railroad,

or stars in the sky.

Come all you young fellows,

and listen to me.

Never place your affections

on a green willow tree.

For the leaves they will wither,

and the roots they will die,

Then you'll be forsaken,

and never know why.




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THE RIDDLE SONG

I gave my love a cherry

that had no stone.

I gave my love a chicken

that had no bone.

I gave my love a baby

with no cryin'.

I gave my love a story

without an end.

How can there be a cherry

that has no stone?

How can there be a chicken

that has no bone?

How can there be a baby

with no cryin'?

How can there be a story

without an end?

A cherry when it's bloomin'

it has no stone.

A chicken in the egg

it has no bone.

A baby when it's sleepin'

has no cryin'.

The story of our love

it has no end.

YANKEE DOODLE

Father and I went down to camp

Along with Captain Goodin

There we saw the men and boys

As thick as Hasty Puddin'.

Chrous:

Yankee Doodle, Keep it up

Yankee Doodle Dandy

Mind the music and the step

And with the girls be handy.

Yankee Doodle went to town

Riding on his pony

Stuck a feather in his hat

And called it macaroni.

THE BIG ROCK CANDY MOUNTAINS

On sunny day in the month of May

a burly bum came hikin'.

Travelin' down the lonesome road

he was lookin' for his liking.

As he strode along he sang a song

of a land of milk and honey.

Where a bum could stay for many a day

and he wouldn't need any money.

Chorus:

Oh! The buzzin' of the bees

in the cigarette trees,

Round the soda water fountain.

Near the lemonade springs,

where the bluebird sings,

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains.

A farmer and his son on the run,

through the hay fields

they were bounding,

Said the Bum to the son,

Why don't come with me to the

Big Rock Candy Mountains?

Chorus:

There a land that's fair and bright,

The sun shines every day

and you sleep out every night.

O' I'm bound to go

Where there ain't no snow, and the

rain don't fall, the wind don't blow,

and you can sleep all day

in the Big Rock Candy Mountains

Chorus:

So the very next day, they hiked away,

The mile posts they kept countin'.

But they never arrived

at the lemonade tide

in the Big Rock Candy Mountains

Chorus:




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SLEWFOOT (The Bear)

High on a mountain tell me

what do you see?

Bear tracks, bear tracks,

looking back at me.

Better find a ranger, boys,

before it's to late,

Cause that bear's got all our food

and headin' for the gate.

Chorus:

Well, he's big around the middle

and he's broad across the rump.

Running ninety miles an hour

taking thirty feet a jump.

He ain't never been caught;

he ain't never been treed.

Some folks say he's a lot like me.

Freeze-dried pork chops,

crackers and cheese,

We put'em in a bear bag

and hung'em in a tree.

Looked in the trees

and our rations were gone

Ole Slewfoot's done

made himself at home.

Chorus:

Well, I got me a ranger

and I got me a gun.

We found ole Slewfoot

and got him on the run.

Chased up a holler

and down in the well,

We shot him in the bottom

just to hear him yell.

Chorus:

THE BEAR SONG

(Sing a line then scouts sing it)

The other day I met a bear

Out in the woods way out there

He looked at me; I looked at him

He sized up me; I sized up him

He said why don't you run

I see you got no gun

So I ran right out of there

Right behind me ran that bear

Ahead I spied a tree

A great big tree, Oh lucky me

The lowest branch was ten feet up

I'd have to jump and trust my luck

So I jumped into the air

I missed that limb, oh goodness me

Now don't you fret, don't you frown

I caught that branch on my way down

This is the end there ain't no more

Unless I meet that bear once more

SCOUT LEADER'S PRAYER

Our Father in Heaven above us,

We ask Thee for guidance

in our daily task.

May virtue and manhood stand

strongly amongst us.

To thee we give all our thanks.

The Scout Oath, the Scout Law,

Their lesson unfolding to our youth,

in numbers untold,

Our motto, our Good Turn,

may we live it and teach it,

Great Spirit of Scouting we pray.




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DARK AS A DUNGEON

Come all you young fellows,

so young and so fine,

and seek not your fortune

in a dark dreary mine.

It will form as habit

and seep in your soul

"Till the stream of your blood

runs as dark as the coal.

Chorus:

Where it's dark as a dungeon

and damp as the dew,

Where dangers are double

and pleasures are few,

Where the rain never falls

and the sun never shines,

It's dark as dungeon

way down in the mines.

it's many a man I've seen in my day,

Who lived just to labor

his whole life away,

Like a fiend with his dope

and a drunkard his wine,

A man must have lust

for the lure of a mine.

Chorus:

I hope when I die

and the ages shall roll,

My body will blacken

and turn into coal,

Then I'll look from

my heavenly home,

And pity the miner

a-diggin' my bones.

Chorus:

HAPPY TRAILS TO YOU

Happy trails to you,

Until we meet again.


Keep smilin' until then.


Till we meet again.

SIXTEEN TONS

Now some people say

a man is made out of mud

But a poor man's

made out of muscle and blood

Muscle and blood, skin and bones,

A mind that's weak

and a back that's strong.

Chorus:

You load sixteen tons

and what do you get?

Another day older

and deeper in debt.

Saint Peter don't call me

'cause I can't go,

I owe my soul to the company store.

I was born one mornin'

when the sun didn't shine,

I picked up my shovel

and I walked to the mine

I loaded sixteen tons

of number nine coal

And the strawboss said,

"Well blessa my soul!"

Now when you see me comin'

you better step aside,

Another man didn't

and another man died,

One fist of iron,

the other of steel

If the right don't get you,

the left one will.

THE LITTLE GREEN FROG

Blat!

Went the little green frog one day.

Blat!

Went the little green frog

Blat!

Went the little green frog one day.

And all of the people went

sco-be-do-eo, sco-be-do-eo

(Slap legs and wave index fingers)

All of the people went

sco-be-do-eo, sco-be-do-eo

And the little green frog went

Blat! - Blat! - - - Blat,Blat!




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TENNESSEE STUD

Along about eighteen and

twenty-five, I left Tennessee

very much alive,

And I would never have got through

the Arkansas mud if I hadn't been a

ridin' that Tennessee Stud.

I had some trouble with my

sweetheart's Pa, and one of her

brother was a bad outlaw.

I sent her a letter by my Uncle Fud,

Then I rode away on the Tenn. Stud.

Chorus:

The Tennesse Stud is long and lean,

The color of the sun

and his eyes were green.

He had the nerve

and he had the blood,

And there never was a horse

like the Tennessee Stud.

We drifted on down

into no-man's land

We crossed that river called

the Rio Grande.

I raced my horse

with the Spaniards' folks,

'Till i got me a skin

covered with silver and gold.

Chorus;

Me and a gambler, we couldn't agree,

We got in a fight

over a pair of queens .

We jerked our guns

and fell with a thud.

And I got away on the Tenn. Stud.

Chorus:

Well I got just as lonely

as a man can be

A dreamin' of my girl in Tennessee.

The Tennessee Stud's green eyes turned

blue 'cause he was a dreamin' of a

sweetheart too.

Chorus:

We dropped right back

across Arkansas.

I whipped her brother,

I whipped her Pa.

When I found that

girl with the golden hair

She was a ridin' the Tennessee Mare.

Chorus:

Stirrip to stirrip, and side by side

We crossed them mountains

and valleys wide.

We came to Big Muddy,

then we forded a flood

On the Tenn Mare and the Tenn Stud.

Chorus:

There's a pretty little baby

on the cabin floor,

And a little colt

laying around the door.

I love that girl

with the golden hair,

And the Tennessee Stud

loves the Tennessee Mare.

(They's good horses)

Chorus:

TUMBLIN' TUMBLEWEEDS

See them tumbling down,

Nodding their heads to the ground,

Lonely, but free I'll be found,

Driftin' along with

the tumblin' tumbleweeds.

Cares of the past left behind,

Nowhere to ride but I'll find,

Just where the trail will wind,

Driftin' along with


I know when night is gone,

There's a new day born at dawn,

Deep in my heart is a song,

Here on the range I belong,

I keep rolloin' along,

Driftin' a along with





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I RIDE AN OLD PAINT

I ride an old paint

and I lead an old Dan

I'm goin' to Montan

for to throw the Houlihan.

Thet feed in the coulees

and water in the draw,

Their tails are matted, and their

backs their backs are all raw.

Chorus:

Ride around cowboy

ride around slow,

Both fiery and snuffy

are a-r'arin' to go.

Bill Jones had a daughter and a wife

One went to Denver

and the other went wrong.

His young wife died

in a pool room fight,

And he's got to keep singing

from monin' till night.

Chorus:

Oh when I die take my saddle

from the wall

Throw it on snuffy,

lead him out of the stall,

Tie me on my saddle

and face him to west,

And we'll ride the praires

that we love the best.

Chorus:

TODAY

Chorus:

Today while the blossoms

still cling to the vine

I'll taste your strawberries,

I'll drink your sweet wine

A million tomorrows

shall all pass away

Ere I forget all the joy

that is mine, Today.

Oh, I'll be a dandy

and I'll be a rover

You'll know who I am

by the songs that I sing.

I'll feast at your table,

I'll sleep in your clover

Who cares what tomorrow will bring?

Chorus:

I can't be contented

with yesterday's glory

I can't live on promises

winter and spring

Today is my moment

and now is my story

I'll laugh and I'll cry

and I'll sing.

Chrous:

FOX ON THE RUN

Chorus:

She walks through the corn

leading down to the river

Her shines like gold

in the bright morning sun.

She took all the love that

this poor boy could give her

And left me to die

like a fox on the run.

Like a fox . . . . on the run.

Now everybody knows

the reason for the fall.

When a woman tempted man

down Paradise's Mall

Well a woman tempted me

and she took me for a ride.

So now this weary fox

needs someplace to hide.

Chorus:

Come take a cup of wine

to fortify your soul

And talk about the world

and friends I used to know.

Well, I'll illustrate a girl

who threw me on the floor.

But now the game is up,

the hounds are at the door.

Chorus (twice):




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WHERE HAVE ALL THE FLOWERS GONE

Where have the flowers gone?

Long time passin'.


Long time ago.


Young girls picked them everyone.

When will they ever learn?

When will they ever learn?

Where have all the young girls gone?

Gone to young men everywhere.

Where have all the young men gone?

Gone to soldiers, every one.

Where have all the soldiers gone?

Gone to graveyards, every one.

Where have all the graveyards gone?

Gone to flowers, every one.

Repeat first verse.

FIVE HUNDRED MILES

If you miss the train I'm on

You will know that I am gone

You can hear the whistle blow,

a hundred miles.

A hundred miles, a hundred miles

a hundred miles, a hundred miles

You can hear the whistle blow,

a hundred miles.

Lord, I'm one, Lord I'm two

Lord, I'm three, Lord I'm four

Lord, I'm five hundred miles

away from home.

Away from home, away from home

Away from home, away from home

Lord, I'm five hundred miles

away from home.

Not a shirt on my back

Not a penny to my name

Lord, I can't go-a home this a-way

This a-way, this a-way

This a-way, this a-way

Lord, I can't go-a home this a-way

(Repeat first verse)

BARBARA ALLEN

In scarlet town where I was born,

There was a fair maid dwelling,

Made all the lads cry "well a-way",

And her name was Barbara Allen.

It was all in the month of June,

When all things they were blooming

Sweet William on his death bed lay,

For the love of Barbara Allen.

He sent his servant to the town,

Where Barbara was a dwelling

My master's sick and sends for you,

If your name be Barbara Allen.

So slowly, slowly she got up

And slowly she came nigh him,

And all she said when she got there

Young man I think your dying.

Oh yes, i'm sick and very sick,

And death is on me dwelling,

No better I can never be,

If I can't have Barbara Allen.

Oh don't you kin in yonder town

When you were at the tavern,

You drank a toast to the ladies all

And slighted Barbara Allen.

As she was on her highway home

She heard the death bell knelling,

And every stroke it seemed to say,

Hard hearted Barbara Allen.

O Father, O Father go dig my grave,

Go dig it deep and narrow,

Sweet William died for me today

I'll die for him tomorrow.

She was buried in the ol kirk yard,

And he was buried nigh her,

On William's grave grew a red rose,

On Barbara's grew a briar.

They grew to the old kirk tower,

Where they could grow no higher,

And there they tied

in a true love knot,




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Red rose around the briar. THE BATTLE OF NEW ORLEANS

In 1814 we took a little trip

along with with Colonel Jackson

down the mighty Missisip.

We took a little bacon and

we took a little beans,

And we fought the bloody British

in a town called New Orleans.

Chorus:

Wel-l-l, We fired our guns

and the British kept a comein'.

They wasn't near as many

as there was a while ago.

We fired once more and they

commenced to runnin'

On down the Mississippi

to the Gulf of Mexico.

Hup, Two, Three, Four

(Fade the last time)

Wel-l-l, We looked down the river

and we see'd the British come.

There must have been a hundred

of 'em beatin' on their drums,

They stepped so high and

made the bugles ring;

We stood beside our cotton bales

and didn't say a thing.

Chorus:

Wel-l-l, Ole Hickory said we could

take 'em by surprise

If we didn't fire our muskets till

we looked 'em in the eye.

We held our fire till

we see'd their faces well;

Then we opened up our squirrel guns

and really gave 'em -

Chorus:

They ran through the briars and

they ran through the brambles,

They ran through the bushes

where a rabbit couldn't go,

They ran so fast that the hounds

couldn't catch 'em.

On down the Mississippi

to the gulf of Mexico.

Chorus:

We fired our cannon till the barrel melted down.

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Then caught an alligator

and we fought another round.

We filled his head with cannon balls

and powdered his behind.

And when we touched the powder off

the gator lost his mind.

Repeat the fourth verse and chorus

THE STAR SPANGLED BANNER

O say can you see,

by the dawn early light,

What so proudly we hail'd

at the twilight's last gleaming

Whose broad stripes and bright stars

through the perilous fight,

O'er the ramparts we watched

were so gallantly streaming?

And the rockets red glare,

the bombs burting in air,

Gave proof through the night

that our flag was still there;

O say, does that star-spangled banner

yet wave,

O'er the land of the free,

and the home of the brave?

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 heav'n-recued land,

Praise the Power that hath

made and preserved us a nation.

Then conquer we must,

when our cause it 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.

THE PREACHER AND THE BEAR A preacher man went a walkin' twas on a Sunday Morn. It were agin his religion but he took his gun along. He shot his self two mighty fine quail,

and a little measley squirel. When on his way home he met an ol' black bear. Now the bear got down in the middle of the road on all fours like a big ol toad. Looked that preacher man right straight in the eye. Preacher man looked at him and said "bye, bye". On down that road they comenced to run. That bear right after that preacher man come. They ran and they ran for 'bout a mile. Then they sat down and rested um awhile. The preacher man he started out again, That bear come right after him agin. He ran until he spotted a tree, Said "Up on the limb is the place for

me." Jumped up on the limb and looked about. Cast his eyes to skies and he did shout: Oh Lord... You delivered Daniel from the lion's den, Delivered Jonah from the belly of the whale , and the hebrew children from the firey furnace, so the good book do declare. So Lord, if you can't help me, Lord, for goodness sake, Please! Don'tcha help that b'ar! Just about that time the limb let go. The preacher he come a tumblin' down. An just before he hit the ground, He fetched a razor out'en his pocket. He hit the ground with an awful thud. It was a terrible sight.

The preacher and the bear, Both just a cuttin' left and right.

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Preacher gave the sky a final glance; said: "Lord give me one more chance." The preacher's suspenders then gave away Knocked that bear 'bout ten feet away.

Now, That hill they was a fightin on was mighty steep. At the bottom was a big ol creek. Like an avalanche they comenced to roll, They hit that creek both deep and cold. (MICAH MAKES UP TWO VERSES TO FIT HERE, I MADE UP ONE) They fit and they fought till both were 'bout gone. Then that preacher got a good'un in. and that bear he decided for to take a swim and away down that creek he begin. The preacher he got up on the bank And droppin' to his knees He begin to pray: Oh Lord,

It may not seem like much to you, From where you sit up there, But you'll never know the time I had - Baptizing that bear!

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