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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.
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REPERTORY THEATER & MEDICINE SHOW SONGBOOK
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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
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;
I'm back in the saddle again.
Whoopi-ti-yi-yo,
A Rockin' to and fro
Back in the saddle again.
Whoopi-ti-yi-ya, I go my own way,
I'm back in the saddle again.
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!
Glory, glory! Hallelujah!
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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REPERTORY THEATER & MEDICINE SHOW SONGBOOK
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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,
Comin' for to carry me home.
If you get there before I do,
Comin' for to carry me home,
Tell all my friends I'm comin' too,
Comin' for to carry me home.
The brightest day that ever I saw,
Comin' for to carry me home,
When Heaven washed my sins away,
Comin' for to carry me home.
I'm sometimes up
and sometimes down,
Comin' for to carry me home,
But still my soul
feels heav'n bound,
Comin' for to carry me home.
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
She'll be comin' 'round the mountain
when she comes.
Whoo, Whoo
She'll be comin' 'round the mountain
,
She'll be comin' 'round the mountain,
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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REPERTORY THEATER & MEDICINE SHOW SONGBOOK
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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.
We are the light of scouting,
All o'er the world.
We'll never be hiked under,
Listen to our scouting thunder.
We are the light of scouting,
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;
Look away! Look away!
Look away! Dixieland.
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;
Look away! Look away!
Look away! Dixieland.
Then hoe it down
and scratch your gravel,
To Dixieland I'm bound to travel,
Look away! Look away!
Look away! Dixieland.
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;
He's got the whole world
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;
He's got the whole world
in His hands.
He's got the little bitty baby
in His hands,
He's got the little bitty baby
in His hands,
He's got the little bitty baby
in His hands;
He's got the whole world
in His hands.
He's got you and me, brother,
in His hands,
He's got you and me, brother,
in His hands,
He's got you and me, brother,
in His hands;
He's got the whole world
in His hands.
He's got everybody here
in His hands,
He's got everybody here
in His hands,
He's got everybody here
in His hands;
He's got the whole world
in His hands.
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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.
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
If you're happy and you know it
clap your hands
If you're happy and you know it
Then you really ought to show it
If you're happy and you know it
clap your hands.
If you're happy and you know it,
Stamp your feet.Stamp-stamp
If you're happy and you know it,
Shout HOORAY!
If you're happy and you know it,
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,
We are climbing 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,
Soldiers of the cross.
Yes, I'd like to be a soldier,
Soldiers of the cross.
We are climbing higher,higher, etc.
Soldiers of the cross.
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
Of that good ol' Mountain Dew.
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
Of that good ol' Mountain Dew.
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.
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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.
"You'll come a-waltzing,
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,
"You'll come a-waltzing,
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?"
"You'll come a-waltzing,
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,
"You'll come a-waltzing,
Matilda, with me."
* Substitute this line for third line
of chorus*
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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!
Kum ba yah, my Lord, Kum ba yah!
Kum ba yah, my Lord, Kum ba yah!
O Lord, Kum ba yah.
Someone's cryin', Lord, Kum ba yah!
Someone's cryin', 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',
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MICHAEL ROW THE BOAT ASHORE
Michael, row the boat ashore,
Hallelujah!
Michael, row the boat ashore,
Hallelujah!
Verses
Sister, help to trim the sails,
River Jordan is chilly and cold,
Cools the body but not the soul,
Michael, row the boat ashore,
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.
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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,
I'm a-leaving Cheyenne.
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'm a-leaving Cheyenne.
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, Tch, Tch!
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
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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.
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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 more we get together
The happier we'll be.
When your friends are my friends
And my friends are your friends
The more we get together
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.
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ROCK MY SOUL
Rock my soul
in the bosom of Abraham
Rock my soul
in the bosom of Abraham
Rock my soul
in the bosom of Abraham
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,
Rocky Top, Tennessee
Rocky Top, Tennessee
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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,
I've got that Scouting spirit,
Up in my head,
Up in my head, to stay.
I've got that Scouting spirit,
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.
I've got that Scouting spirit,
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,
Lord, I want to be in that number,
When the revelation comes.
And when the new world is revealed,
And when the new world is revealed,
Lord, I want to be in that number,
When the new world is revealed.
And when the sun begins to shine,
And when the sun begins to shine,
Lord, I want to be in that number,
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!
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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
Far away, we're bound away
'cross the wide Missouri
Oh, Shenandoah,
I love your daughter,
Far away, you rolling river!
Oh, Shenandoah,
I've come to claim her
Far away, we're bound away
'cross the wide Missouri.
Oh, Shenandoah,
I'm bound to leave you,
Far away, you rolling river!
Oh, Shenandoah,
I'll not deceive you,
Far away, we're bound away
'cross the wide Missouri.
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.
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ALL MY TRIALS
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
I had a little book was given to me
And every page spelled liberty.
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
If religion were a thing
that money could buy
The rich would live,
and the poor would die.
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
Too late my brothers- too late,
but never mind
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
There is a tree in Paradise
The Pilgrims call it
the Tree of Life.
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
Too late my brothers- too late,
but never mind
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
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?
Dinah won't you blow your hor-r-rn
Dinah won't you blow?
Dinah won't you blow?
Dinah won't you blow your horn?
Someone's in the kitchen with Dinah
Someone's in the kitchen
I know, I know.
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)
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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,
Jimmy crack corn and I don't care,
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
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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 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,
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,
when I was strolling,
And the wheat fields waving,
and the dust clouds rolling,
A voice was chanting
as the fog was lifting,
This land was made for you and me.
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
You get a line and I'll get a pole,
babe, babe
You get a line and I'll get a pole,
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
Yonder comes a man with a sack on his
back, babe, babe
Yonder comes a man with a sack on his
back,
Got all the crawdads he can pack,
Honey, baby mine.
Man fall down and bust sack,
honey, honey
Man fall down and bust sack,
babe, babe
Man fall down and bust sack,
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.
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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.
Happy trails to you,
Keep smilin' until then.
Happy trails to you,
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
the tumblin' tumbleweeds.
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
the tumblin' tumbleweeds.
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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'.
Where have the flowers gone?
Long time ago.
Where have the flowers gone?
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!