Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Re: \ Camp Chants The Bear Song

The other day (echo: The other day)
I saw a bear (I saw a bear)
Out in the woods (Out in the woods)
A way out there (A way out there)

Both groups together:
The other day I saw a bear,
Out in the woods a way out there.

He looked at me
I looked at him.
He sized up me,
I sized up him.

He says to me,
Why don't you run?
'For I see you ain't
Got any gun?

I says to him,
That's a good idea!
So come my feet,
Let's up and flee!

And so I ran
Away from there,
But right behind
Me was that bear!

Ahead of me
I see a tree.
A great big tree,
Oh GLORY BE!

The lowest branch
Was 10 feet up.
I'd have to jump
And trust to luck.

And so I jumped
Ito the air
But I missed that branch
away up there!

Now don't you fret
And don't you frown
Cause I caught that branch
On the way back down!

There is no more.
This is the end
Unless I meet
That bear again.

Here are a bunch of camp songs to sing around the fire.


Set 1 - Set 2 - Set 3 - Set 4 - Set 5
Set 6 - Set 7 - Set 8 - Set 9 - Set 10

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Camp-Songs

Here are a bunch of camp songs to sing around the fire.


Set 1 - Set 2 - Set 3 - Set 4 - Set 5
Set 6 - Set 7 - Set 8 - Set 9 - Set 10

Re: Camp Chants and songbook http://www.mikeleal.com/campsongs/campsongs1.html part 2

 

Camp-Song Songbook
Part 3


Here's a song for your collection — I remember this from a children's magazine years ago.

Sung to the tune of "Take Me Out To The Ballgame"

Take me out of this camp, please
Take me out of this zoo
I'm sick and tired of arts and crafts
And diving off all the same crummy rafts
All we do in crafts is make ashtrays
No one I know even smokes
So its Smash, Mash, Bash all the ashtrays
In three quick strokes.

When I first came here I liked it
That was two days ago
Since then I've made macaroni beads
Bracelets and rings out of dried pumpkin seeds
I've made earrings carved out of leather
Brooches and Pins what a joy
But these jewels mean nothing to me
Because I'm a Boy!

Hope you can use this one!

Flossie Hough, Jackson Center, PA


The Little Brown Mouse I

Oh the liquor was spilled on the barroom floor,
And the place was closed for the night.
When out of the dark came a little brown mouse,
To sit in the pale moonlight.

He lapped up the liquor on the barroom floor,
And back on his haunches he sat.
And all night long, you could hear him shout;
"Bring on that gosh-darned cat! "

I used this song for years as a warm-up at adult campfire singalongs at which I played the guitar and got people to sing and enjoy the outdoors. Sometimes it's hard to get strangers to sing and enjoy each other, but a little tune like this can often get things going by breaking down false barriers. I learned it from a shipmate of mine while in the Navy during the Korean War.

Gene Starns, Salem, OR



This song was popular in Boy Scout Camp Grizzly, Potlatch, Idaho in the 60's:

The Little Brown Mouse II

Ohhh, the liquor was spilled on the bar room floor,
and the bar was closed for the night.
Whennn, out of his hole came a little brown mouse,
and sat in the pale moonlight.

Heee, lapped up the liquor on the bar room floor,
and then on his haunches he sat.
Aaaand all through the night you could hear him shout.....
(dramatic pause)
"BRING ON THE G*D D*MN CAT!!!!!

Kristjan L. Dye, Cheney, WA

PS. Sorry, I don't know the tune it is sung to. I could sing it for you but I don't know what it is based from.


From Camp B'nai Brith, Haliburton, Ontario, late 60s:
Sung to the tune of Davy Crockett

Born on a mountaintop in Palestine
Raised on Cafilte fish and Mogan David wine
Had his bar mitzvah when he was only nine
His name wasn't Crockett, it was ...Silverstein

L. Grader, now of Durham, N.C., previously of Toronto, Ont.

P.S. Cafilte is pronounced CAH-FIL-TEH. It's an East European fish ball.


Here are two camp songs I remember.

This one is one my twin sisters learned at Girl Scout camp in the late sixties. They nearly drove my Mom and Dad, and the rest of us, nuts singing it in the car on vacation. The tune is not a familiar one, but I can hum it.

Just plant a watermelon on my grave and let the juice (make slurping sound here) seep through.
Just plant a watermelon on my grave, that's all I ask of you.
Now Southern fried chicken is mighty, mighty fine, but all I want is a watermelon vine.
So, plant a watermelon on my grave and let the juice, (slurp again here) seep through.

This one I learned at Girl Scout camp in the late sixties. It refers to Camp Arnold, which is just north of Houston. Actually it's now in the 'burbs, but it used to be in the country.

Sung to the tune of "I Know a Place Where No One Ever Goes..."

I know a place where no one likes to go,
There's peace and quiet, beauty and repose.
It's hidden in the bushes, beside a small ravi-i-ne,
The place that I am thinking of is Arnold's latri-i-nes.
Oh, how I wish I never had to go,
Cause when you do, you have to hold your nose.
Now, I know that flusher bowls were made for me.

Ellen S. Davis, Houston, TX


Here's a favorite of mine that I understand is still sung in better campfire circles. Each line is sung by a leader, and the rest of the group echoes the line. At the end of each verse, both the leader and the group sing the entire verse together.

The Bear Song

The other day (echo: The other day)
I saw a bear (I saw a bear)
Out in the woods (Out in the woods)
A way out there (A way out there)

Both groups together:
The other day I saw a bear,
Out in the woods a way out there.

He looked at me
I looked at him.
He sized up me,
I sized up him.

He says to me,
Why don't you run?
'For I see you ain't
Got any gun?

I says to him,
That's a good idea!
So come my feet,
Let's up and flee!

And so I ran
Away from there,
But right behind
Me was that bear!

Ahead of me
I see a tree.
A great big tree,
Oh GLORY BE!

The lowest branch
Was 10 feet up.
I'd have to jump
And trust to luck.

And so I jumped
Ito the air
But I missed that branch
away up there!

Now don't you fret
And don't you frown
Cause I caught that branch
On the way back down!

There is no more.
This is the end
Unless I meet
That bear again.

Enjoy, and please feel free to call me for the tune if you need to do so.

Chris Morrison (ex-Girl Scout and Song Leader)


Camp Grier
How I love ya
How I love ya
Down In the Valleyyyyyy
I'd give the world to be
Down in good old
c-a-m-p
g-r-i-e-r
The folks back home will see me no more
As I pull up on lake refuge shore!

Sung to it's own tune, generally okay for the deaf of tone, the official tune of Camp Grier in Old Fort, NC.

F Oliphant, Hendersonville, NC



 

Re: Camp Chants and songbook http://www.mikeleal.com/campsongs/campsongs1.html part 2

Camp-Song Songbook
Part 2


Boom chick a boom (repeating song)

I said a boom chick a boom (rep)
I said a boom chick a boom (rep)
I said a boom chick-a-racka chick-a-racka chick a boom (rep)
Oh yeah (rep)
Uh huh (rep)
One more time (rep)
Little louder (or little lower, higher, faster slower, quieter, etc) (rep)

Dean Kaplan (Now living in Johnson City, TN. Soon to be in Washington, DC).
Camp Minikani, Hubertus, WI


John Jacob Jingle Heimer Schmitt

John Jacob Jingle Heimer Schmitt,
That's my name too...
Whenever I go out.
People always shout...
"John Jacob Jingle Heimer Schmitt,"
Da, da, da, da, da, da,
Repeat four times, each time softer, until on the last verse no sound
comes out except-
Da, da, da, da, da, da.

Todd Schilling, Verona, WI


Susannah Wesley
(Or, the real story of the beginning of Methodism)

Susannah Wesley had two sons
And these two sons were brothers.
John Wesley was the name of one
And Charlie was the other.
And Charlie was the o-ther
And Charlie was the o-ther!
John Wesley was the name of one
And Charlie was the other.

Now these two brothers had a shirt
It was both black and white.
John Wesley wore it all the day
And Charlie all the night.
And Charlie all the ni-ght.
And Charlie all the night.
John Wesley wore it all the day
and Charlie all the night.

Now these two brothers had a horse
Its ribs were made of tin.
John Wesley led it to the brook
And Charlie pushed it in.
And Charlie pushed it iiiin.
And Charlie pushed it iiiin.
John Wesley led it to the brook
And Charlie pushed it in.

Now these two brothers went to church
To hear the preacher shout.
John Wesley put a dollar in
And Charlie took it out.
And Charlie took it ooouuut.
And Charlie took it ooouuut.
John Wesley put a dollar in
And Charlie took it out.

(This last verse is sung with a catch in your voice and a tear in your eye)

Now these two brothers had to die
It's very sad to tell.
John Wesley went to heaven.
And Charlie went----as well.
And Charlie went as weeellll.
And Charlie went as weeeelll.
John Wesley went to heaven
And Charlie went---as well.

Sung throughout Southern Illinois, particularly at Little Grassy United Methodist Camp near Carbondale in the sixties. I have taught it to every youth group I've served since 1977.

Rev. Susan Cox-Johnson, Community United Methodist Church, Columbia, MO
Yes, I was at PHC on May 28 in Columbia!!!


Walk, Shepherdess, Walk

CHORUS Walk, shepherdess, walk
and I'll walk, too
to find the ram with the ebony horn
and the gold footed ewe.

VERSE (I think)
The lamb with fleece like silver
like summer sea foam
and if we ever find them
we'll lead them all home.

There are other verses, but it's been 27 years since I attended Camp Mawavi (Ma - Maryland, Wa - Washington, Vi - Virginia) a Camp Fire Girls Camp near Quantico, Virginia, and I'm a bit rusty. This is probably a folk tune of some sort. I don't know the name of the tune, but if you call me, I'll sing it to you over the phone. My singing may not actually turn out to be helpful in identifying the tune, but it will give the caller a good chuckle.

I love your show, and have actually managed to interest my children in it as well. This is quite a feat. There is very little they agree on these days at ages 15, 12 and 7.

F Purkert


To be sung to the tune of "Pomp and Circumstance"

My reindeer flies sideways
Mine's better than yours.
My reindeer can cha cha
And she can open the doors.

My reindeer is purple
Yours is a pea green.
My reindeer's a Girl Scout
And she can dig a latrine.

Sung at Rancho del Chaparral Girl Scout Camp circa 1994.

Carol Kent, Los Lunas, New Mexico


To the tune of O Tannenbaum

O little toad, o little toad
why did you hop onto the road?
You used to be so cautious,
but now you make me nauseous.
O little toad, etc.

You used to be so big and sweet,
but now you're just coyote meat,
O little toad etc.

You used to be so big and fat,
but now you're just a big red splat
O little toad o little toad, why did you jump into the road?

Sung at Rancho del Chaparral Girl Scout Camp (near Albuquerque, NM)

Carol Kent, Los Lunas, NM


To the Tune of "Hernando's Hideaway"

Be pre-sent at our table, Lord.
Be here, and ev'rywhere adored.
These mer-cies bless and grant that we
May faith-full for thy service be. A-men!

Sung at a Lutheran youth-group retreat as teenager attending Zion Lutheran Church in San Jose, CA (not really camp - I never got to do that :-( )

Susan Squires Cox, San Francisco, CA


I'm afraid many people will submit this (it's a beloved classic) but I had to send my version:

Sung at Camp Renwickiup Girl Scout Camp (California)

Sung to the tune of: The Old Grey Mare, She Ain't What She Used To Be:

Great green gobs of greasy, grimy gopher guts
Hurdy gurdey birdie feet
Percolated monkey meat
French fried eyeballs swimmin' in a bowl of puss
that's what I had for lunch.
I forgot my spoon!

(last line is the "Good evening, friends...."-style tag line.)

Susan Squires Cox, San Francisco, CA

I think we sang this on a Lutheran youth group retreat weekend, but I'm not sure. Seems like this song has always been around.



I don't know what the tune is called; hopefully you will recognize it:

Oh it's beer, beer, beer, that makes you want to cheer
On the farm, on the farm
Oh it's beer, beer, beer, that makes you want to cheer
On the Leland Stanford, Junior farm!

Repeat with "oh it's whisky, whisky, whisky, that makes you feel so frisky"
and
" oh it's gin, gin, gin that makes you want to grin"

There is probably a chorus that goes with this, but I've forgotten it.

Susan Squires Cox, San Francisco, CA





(TITLE UNKNOWN)

It's been a looooooooooooong summer.
What will the birdies do next, the poor things?
They'll fly to the south
with a worm in their mouth
and tuck their heads under their wings.
The poor things!

We sang this at Camp Bradfield, somewhere in Wisconsin (near LaCrosse?) in the 60's. It wasn't sung to the tune of another song; it had its own melody (which I could sing/play for you). I remember we always put a huge pause before the last line. I think we sang it four times, using a different season each time.

Jay Blake, Minneapolis, MN (grew up in Wisconsin)





The following song could have been learned at Day camp, Girl Scouts or from being around Washington, DC in the fifties. Perhaps one of the reasons I became a psychologist interested in memory was having this song in my brain for so many years. Neither my parents or siblings know this song or where it came from. It has a calliope-type tune but unfortunately, I don't know its name. Give me a call and I'll sing it for you .

The lyrics:

Oh, I was born one night, one morn
when the whistle went "Toot, Toot."
You can fry an egg, or buy a cake
when the mudpies are in bloom.
Six and six make nine
And ayes/eyes grow on a vine. (This is oral memory.)
And ole Black Joe's an Eskimo
in the good ole summertime.

So, loopty-loop through your noodle soup
just to give your socks a shine.
I'm guilty judge, I ate the fudge
three cheers for Auld Lang Syne.
I can not tell a lie,
I ate an apple pie.
It's on a tree, beneath the sea
above the bright blue sky.

If Easter eggs, don't wash their legs
their children will have ducks.
I'd rather buy, a lemon pie
for forty-seven bucks.
Way down in Patagonia
They jump into the foamia
But that is all baloney-a
Paterowski blow your horn "Toot, Toot " !

What a thing to have in your head. Take care what camp songs you learn !

Macy McCallister, Stockton, CA, A KUOP listener




I know you said only one e-mail, but I didn't read the directions on the post to the host. I got too excited about the Comet song. Anyway, this was sung at Martha's Vineyard Sailing Camp, and at Camp Green Erie in Harvard, Massachusetts, which is my hometown, and also whence these emails have been sent. We sang it because there was always a "unit" named Comet that also had the nastiest unit leaders...(Unit: the name of the section of camp to which you and no one you wanted to be with had been assigned)(so you spent the entire two weeks trying to figure out how to get together with your other friends who had been assigned to units with names like Whip-poor-will and Regatta - you sent letters home telling your parents how disgusting the food is and how you almost got killed by the boom, and at the end of the two weeks, when you emerged back to civilization, you invariably argued with your friends about who had a better time, about whose parents were the geekiest, and about how you will go back next summer and hope you get Comet again.)

I don't remember the name of the tune, which is a marching song, but you can call me and I'll sing it to you.

I was a camper for many years, many years ago, and singing by the campfire was my favorite daily activity. Unfortunately, all the sweet and poignant songs I learned have been buried under years of adult cynicism, and this is the song that first comes to mind now when I recall those fires. It always brings a chuckle to my son and his friends in the neighborhood.

Comet!
It makes your mouth turn green!
Comet!
It tastes like gasoline!
Comet!
It makes you vomit!
So drink some comet,
And vomit,
Today!

Of course, to find the work number to have me sing it to you, I would have to break the code of never leave a number on the net; yet....it's real fun to sing.

Helen Batchelder


(I don't know if it started as a camp song or folk song, but I learned it at camp)

I've Troubled For You

I've Troubled for you, from time to time
That's why nothing new (oo-oo-oo) can break the bind
It's the time you waste for them, that makes a friend a friend
Unique in all the world until the end

We've traveled for years, through mindless miles
And shed us some tears (eer-eer-eers), through aimless trials
And though you're old and worn
You're the only home I've known
Through memories stretched beyond so many dawns.

I find it hard to believe, that time brings change
Now all of my friends (eh-eh-ends) are broken with age
But what's essential you cannot see
I am responsible for my friends and they for me.

(Repeat first verse)

I don't know the name of the tune (sorry!) I learned the song at YMCA Camp Menogyn (not a camp for latent women haters! pronounced Men - o' - jen), which takes awkward kids and sends them into the Boundary Waters to learn about canoeing, mosquitoes, mud and true friendship - after a three week trip, we sang this at the final campfire back in base camp. There wasn't a dry eye in the group then, and I get a bit teary just typing up the words for you.

Can't wait to catch the show!

Heather Flanagan Craig, Minneapolis, MN


Glory, glory hallelujah.
Teacher hit me with a ruler.
I bopped her on the bean
With a rotten tangerine,
And her teeth came falling out.
One, two...
Her teeth came falling out.

This is a song we sang in the 1940's in Mankato, MN in elementary school - at the lab school of Mankato State University when it was still Mankato State Teachers College (T.C. to us kids). It's sung to the tune of "The Battle Hymn of the Republic."

Gary Marlow, MN





Re: Camp Chant-wishy washer woman http://www.mikeleal.com/campsongs/campsongs1.html

  • Camp-Song Songbook
    Part 1

    Washer Woman I

    Way down south where nobody goes
    There's a wishy washy washer women washing her clothes
    She goes "Ooh Ahh, Ooh Ahh" (accompanied by hip gesticulations)
    And that's how the washer women washes her clothes
    Wallyacha agootchie gootchie gootchie
    Wallyacha agootchie gootchie gootchie
    And that's how the washer woman washes her clothes

    Sung at Camp Immokalee, Keystone Heights, Florida

    Jennifer A. Ray, Ponte Vedra Beach, FL


    Washer Woman II

    Down in the jungle where nobody goes
    There lives a wishy washy woman washing here clothes.
    She says "Ooh Ahh, Goshy Goshy Goo"
    She says "Ooh Ahh, Goshy Goshy Goo" (accompanied by hip gesticulations)
    Down in the jungle where nobody goes
    There lives a wishy washy woman washing her clothes.

    Down in the jungle where nobody goes
    There lives a wishy washy woman washing here clothes.
    She says "Ooh Ahh, Goshy Goshy Goo"
    She says "Ooh Ahh, Goshy Goshy Goo"
    Down in the jungle where nobody goes
    There lives a wishy washy woman washing her clothes.

    Sung at Forest Day Camp in southern Cal.

    Heber Ellsworth, Spring City Utah


    The Doxology
    (To the tune of Jamaican Farewell)

    Praise God from whom all blessings flow,
    Praise him all creatures here below,
    Praise him above all heavenly hosts,
    Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,

    (revolving arms like a referee calling traveling)
    Amen, amen, amen, amen, amen HEY! 3X
    Amen, amen, amen, amen.

    The same words can be sung to the theme song of the Gillette Cavalcade of sports.

    We have attended Cass Lake Episcopal Camp several times over recent years. Being a church camp, we find ourselves searching for the appropriate grace to say before meals.

    Dick Roy


    There was a farmer who took a young miss
    in back of the barn where he gave her a....

    Lecture on horses, and chickens, and eggs
    and told her that she had such beautiful..

    Manners that suited a girl of her charm
    the kind that he wanted to take in his...

    Washing and ironing and then as she did
    they would get married and raise lots of...

    SWEET VIOLETS...SWEETER THAN ALL THE ROSES...
    COVERED ALL OVER FROM HEAD TO TOE
    COVERED ALL OVER WITH SWEET VIOLETS....

    My sisters and I sang this song at Camp Bendito in Harrison, ME when we were kids which was only yesterday of course!

    Margaret Smith, Northampton, MA and Catherine Smith Seda, Princeton, New Jersey


    You Can't Get To Heaven

    This song is from every Church Camp I've been to. The title is, ironically, "You Can't Get To Heaven." We seemed enthusiastic about how NOT to get to Heaven. Except for the cryptic last line that only the 'in crowd' would understand we didn't seem keen on sharing the directions with anyone else. Verses were often made up on the spot.

    It had it's own tune that you can hear just by reading the words. The real musical part was in the one word per verse that you ho-o-o-old.

    O you can't get to heaven, (o you can't get to heaven)
    On roller skates, (on roller skates)
    O you can't get to heaven, (o you can't get to heaven)
    on roller ska-a-a-ates.
    O you can't get to heaven on roller skates
    you'll roll right past those pearly gates,
    all my sins are washed away, I've been redeemed.

    O you can't get to heaven, (echo)
    In a big, fine car, (echo)
    O you can't get to heaven (echo)
    In a big fine car-a-a-ar.
    O you can't get to heaven in a big, fine car
    A big fine car can't drive that far
    all my sins are washed away, I've been redeemed.

    O you can't get to heaven (echo)
    In a Kleenex box, (echo)
    O you can't get to heaven, (echo)
    In Kleenex bo-o-o-ox,
    O you can't get to heaven in a Kleenex box
    God don't like no dirty snots,
    all my sins are washed away, I've been redeemed.

    Of course this last verse seems to be contrary to the gospel message of God embracing a world of snots  through Jesus but we never let theology get in the way of a snappy tune. Anyway, that's one that sticks with me and comes, unwelcomed, in to my mind late at night on long road trips and then won't go away.

    Thanks, I'll be humming this one all day.

    Brian Metzger, Summerside, Prince Edward Island


    Sung to the tune of Marine Hymn (a verse)

    "My eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord.
    He is driving down the alley in a pink and yellow Ford.
    With one hand on the throttle and the other on a bottle
    of Pabst Blue Ribbon Beer. Glory, glory etc."

    Sung at: Camp Redwood Glen in the Santa Cruz Mts (Calif.) in 1955

    Jim Respess, San Diego, CA


    I learned this tune from my brothers while they were in the Boy Scouts. I'm not sure whether it was ever sung in a formal "camp" setting, but I do remember them singing it with glee around the ages of 12 or so. I grew up in a small Wisconsin town by La Crosse, I found this to be rather "forbidden" and to this day i remember every verse! It's a little "off" color, but I thought you'd enjoy it anyway. My husband's eyes bugged in amazement when he listened to my recollection. While it doesn't have any actual common "tune," the meter is pretty rhythmic. Here it goes:

    Scrotum
    Scrotum,
    S-c-r-o-t-u-m

    Scrotum,
    Scrotum,
    Without 'em you'd be a fem

    They're fuzzy,
    They're furry,
    They're full of hair,

    Wwwwhhhhhaaaaattt would you do if they wasn't there?

    Oooohhhhh,
    Scrotum,
    Scrotum,
    S-c-r-o-t-u-m.

    The end, thanks for bringing back a fond memory of sibling existence. Sincerely,

    Laura de Poorter Hope that all is well...
    Joseph, Laura and Peetee the wonder dog......


    To the tune "Blessed Be the Tie That Binds"

    My froggie, he am an odd bird . . .
    He ain't go no tail almost hardly.
    He run and he jump and he fall on his sit---
    Where he ain't got no tail almost hardly.

    **Second verse, which has absolutely no relation to first**

    I know just how ugly I are.
    My face it ain't no shining star.
    But I do not mind it because I'm behind it--
    The feller out front gets the jar!

    This is from Girl Scout Camp Sacajawea in Lynchburg, VA where I spent many summer sessions. Camp songs were sung on the bus to and from camp (it was a day camp) and my biggest regret was that my sister and I were the next to last stop before we got to camp! So we were almost the last on the bus and first off in the afternoon.

    Patti Tabor Kildoo, Richmond, VA


    Black Socks

    Black socks,
    They never get dirty,
    The longer you wear them,
    The blacker they get!

    Someday, I think I shall launder them,
    Something keeps telling me:
    Don't do it yet,
    Not yet,
    Not yet,
    Not yet....

    Note: This song should be sung loud and, if possible, in an extremely bad round. Those are the two things which make the camp song so truly unique.

    Michael Hendrickson


    PINK PAJAMAS I
    Sung to the tune of "Battle Hymn of the Republic"

    I wear my pink pajamas in the summer when it's hot
    I wear my flannel nightie in the winter when it's not
    And sometimes in the springtime
    And sometimes in the fall
    I slip between the covers with nothing on at all!

    Glory, glory, halleluja,
    Glory, glory what's it to ya,
    Balmy breezes blowin' though ya
    With nothing on at all.

    We sang this on most (if not all) of our Boy Scout camping trips back in the 70's.

    Matthew. P. Harris


    PINK PAJAMAS II
    (To the tune of Battle Hymn of the Republic)

    Oh I wear my pink pajamas
    in the summer when it's hot

    And I wear my long, white flannels
    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 ya
    Glory, glory hallelujah
    If I JUMP between the sheets
    with nothing on at all!

    I first sang this song as a Boy Scout, back in the late 60's. It remains my favorite camp song.

    Michael Hyde, Garden Grove, CA


    Girl Scouts in the Thousand Islands Council in the far North Country of New York (read: South Ontario) taught me this song a couple of years ago. I have successfully passed it on to adults at a PTA conference, and I'm happy to share it here.

    Pink Pajamas III(sung to Battle Hymn of the Republic)

    I wear my pink pajamas in the summer when it's hot.
    I wear my flannel nightie in the winter when it's not.
    And sometimes in the springtime and sometimes in the fall
    I jump into my little bed with nothing on at all.

    Glory, glory, what's it to ya?
    Glory, glory, what's it to ya?
    Glory, glory, what's it to ya?
    When I jump into my little bed with nothing on at all! YEAH!

    I'll take credit for the Pink Pajamas song, even though I do feel bad about abusing the memory of Julia Ward Howe by parodizing her serious work

    Mary Ann Offer, Duxbury, Massachusetts


    Sung to "Stars and Stripes Forever," I think

    "Be kind to your web-footed friends,
    For a duck may be somebody's mother
    Be kind to your friends in the swamp
    Where the weather is very very damp (domp-rhymes with swamp)

    Now you may think that this is the end
    Well it is!

    Song sung at Boy Scout Camp Frank Rand near Chimayo, NM (above Santa Fe)

    Paul Griffin, Albuquerque, NM


    The tune is unique to this song (and usually unique for each person singing it).

    To-po-nee-be, To-po-nee-be how you make me shiver
    with your old dining hall, and your little dinky river.

    Oh, I love you with my heart,
    and I love you with my liver.

    To-po-nee-be (CLAP, CLAP)

    To-pe-nee-be (CLAP)

    My fondest memory of camp was being convinced by the rest of my Boy Scout troop that I should be proud for "winning" at strip poker during my time playing it at camp.

    Rudy Kohn, Michigan City, IN


    Barges

    Out of my window looking in the night, I can see the barges' flickering
    light. Silently flows the river to the sea and the barges do go silently.

    Chorus:

    Barges, I would like to go with you. I would like to sail the ocean blue.
    Barges, are there treasures in your hold, do you fight with pirates brave
    and bold?

    Song from Girl Scout Camp Four Echoes, Lake Coeur d'Alene, Idaho and/or Camp Lutherhaven, Lake Couer d'Alene. As far as I know, it has its own tune, not a copied one. I can only sing the tune; Hopefully your camp director will know the tune!

    Linda Griffiths, Spokane, WA (see you in Seattle June 28).


    This is mostly a drinking song.

    Oh it's whiskey, whiskey, whiskey, that make you feel so frisky, on the
    farm, on the farm, repeat, on the Leland Stanford Farm.

    Oh it's gin, gin, gin, that makes you want to sin, on the farm, etc.

    Oh it's vodka, vodka, vodka, that makes you think you wanta, on the farm,
    etc.

    Edward Donaldson


    Don't jump off of the Roof, Dad

    He came home from work feeling tired
    the bus had been driving him mad
    the kids started fighting, the dog bit him too
    and supper was nothing but leftover stew

    (refrain: "leffft overrrr stewwww")
    He couldn't take it much longer
    up to the rooftop he fled
    He was about to jump off
    when my dear little sister just said

    Ohhhhh...don't jump off of the roof, dad
    you'll make a dent in the yard
    Mother was planting petunias
    the weeding and seeding was hard

    If you must get it over
    won't you please give us a break?
    Just take a walk to the park, Dad
    and there you can jump in the lake.

    Mother had heard the commotion
    she came out to see what it was
    there was Dad...perched on the edge
    ready to fall with the weight of the sledge

    She let out a scream and cried "Sweetheart...
    don't do this terrible deed
    he was about to fall off when
    she tearfully started to plead

    Ohhhhh...don't jump off of the roof, Dad
    you'll make a dent in the yard
    Mother was planting petunias
    the weeding and seeding was hard

    If you must get it over
    won't you please give us a break?
    Just take a walk to the park, Dad
    and there you can jump in the lake.

    --don't remember any more. It was one helluva fun song back then.

    William Gobel


    Here are the lyrics to one I've known since my camper days at Camp Lakamaga:

    Dirty Lil, dirty Lil
    Lived in a cave on the side of the hill.
    Never washed, never will
    phut ding (spitting sound) dirty Lil.

    The tune is unique to the song.

    Bonnie Marron, St. Paul, MN


    This all I can recall of this little ditty:

    Oh they built the ship Titanic to sail the ocean blue
    And they thought they had a ship that the water would never
    go through, but the Lord raised up his hands and said that ship
    would never land.

    (There may be more verses but I believe this is the chorus)

    It was sad when that great ship went down to the bottom of sea.
    Husband and wives little children lost their lives. Oh it was sad when
    that great ship went down to the bottom of the sea.

    What always slayed me about this song, was that it's quite rousing and upbeat in tempo, despite the little children losing their lives.

    I remember singing it as a Campfire girl in the late 1960's and early 70's. I've heard it performed on The Morning Program, but the tune is slightly different from what I remember. I think Spider John Koerner does the Titanic song on his album, "Raised by Humans," but Jim Ed Poole (aka Tom Keith) would know.

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    Camp Chant- Baby Shark 1


    Baby Shark

    Hark

     

    \Mama

    Daddy

    Grandpa

    Goin Swimming

    Shark Attack

    Lost a Leg

    Shark Attack

    Lost a Arm

    CPR

    Doesn't Work

     

    Dog Cat Mouse froggy

    Baby Shark

     

    Baby Shark

    Baby Shark

    Going Swimming

    Attack

    Lost a leg

    Lost an Arm

     

    Baby Shark

    Baby Shark


     

    Camp Song- Hey my name is Jow

    Hi MY name is Joe –

    And I work in a button factory\\

    I got a wife and a dog and a family and

    One day the boss comes up to me and says " Hey Joe, are You Busy?

    I said " No"

    He said –push a button with your -   1

    1 Right Hand

    2 Left Hand

    3 Right Foot

    4 Left Foot

    5  Right Elbow

    6 Left Elbow

    7  Head

    8 tongue

    9  Yes

    10

     

    Hi MY name is Joe –

    And I work at a button factory\\

    I got a wife and a dog and a ___ and a

     

    One day the boss comes up to me and says " Hey Joe, are You Busy?

    I said " No"

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    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OVEnGhVVYHg&NR=1




    From: Neil Winchel <neil.winchel@verizon.net>
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    Subject: Shira- blessings

    haMotzi

    This is sung before meals where there is bread.

    Hamotzi lechem min ha'aretz
    We give thanks to God for bread
    Our voices join in song together
    As our joyful prayer is said:

    Baruch atah adonai,
    Elohaynu melech ha'olam
    Hamotzi lechem min ha'aretz

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    Modeh Ani

    This is sung first thing in the morning upon waking up
    -- even before
    Good Morning, Boker Tov. :-)

    Modeh ani l'fanecha
    melech chai v'kayam
    Shehechezarta
    bi nishmati b'chemla raba

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    Sh'ma Yisroel

    This is the last thing that we sing before we go to bed at night.

    Sh'ma Yisroel, adonai elohenu, adonai echad!

    Hear, oh Israel! The Lord, our G-d, the Lord is one!

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    Brachot

    When you're growing up, one of the things that you work really hard at is learning to be polite. No pushing, no shoving, and remembering to say please and thank you. Well, along with saying thank you to your parents or friends when they give you something, you should also try to remember to say thank you to God. That's why we have brachot -- it's a Jewish way of saying thank you to God. Here are some of the brachot that we say in our family, and, if you like, you can probably find lots more as well, 'cause we have a lot for which to be grateful. :-)


    Eating Various Foods

    Before we eat something, we generally stop for a few moments to thank God with a brachah, and there are different brachot for different types of food. If you're having a full meal with bread, the easiest thing to do is to sing or say haMotzi, as the brachah for bread makes it unnecessary to say any of the others. But if, for instance, you are having milk and cookies, you should say both shehakol for the milk and mezanot for the cookies.

      haMotzi - Bread, rolls, bagels, matzah
      haGafen - Wine or grape juice
      Mezanot - Grain products that aren't bread (cake, cookies, spaghetti)
      haEtz - Things that grow on trees (apples, cherries, walnuts)
      haAdamah - Vegetables & fruits that grow on the ground (potatoes, watermelon, bananas, strawberries)
      Shehakol - Everything else (ice cream, candy, hot dogs)

    haMotzi

    The blessing when eating bread
    haMotzi

    Baruch atah adonai, elohaynu melech ha'olam hamotzi lechem min ha'aretz.

    Blessed are You, Lord our God, Ruler of the universe, who brings forth bread from the earth.


    haGafen

    The blessing when drinking wine or grape juice

    haGafen

    Baruch atah adonai, elohaynu melech ha'olam boray p'ri ha'gafen.

    Blessed are You, Lord our God, Ruler of the universe, who creates the fruit of the vine.


    Mezanot

    The blessing when eating cakes, cookies, and other things made from grain
    Mezanot

    Baruch atah adonai, elohaynu melech ha'olam boray meenay mezanot.

    Blessed are You, Lord our God, Ruler of the universe, who creates different kinds of nourishment.


    haEtz

    The blessing when eating things that grow on trees (fruit & nuts)

    haEtz

    Baruch atah adonai, elohaynu melech ha'olam boray p'ri ha'etz.

    Blessed are You, Lord our God, Ruler of the universe, who creates the fruit of the tree.


    haAdamah

    The blessing when eating things that grow on the ground (fruit & vegetables)
    haAdamah

    Baruch atah adonai, elohaynu melech ha'olam boray p'ri ha'adamah.

    Blessed are You, Lord our God, Ruler of the universe, who creates the fruit of the ground.



    Shehakol

    The blessing when eating everything else
    (milk, meat, & manufactured products)

    haEtz

    Baruch atah adonai, elohaynu melech ha'olam she'hakol nihiyeh bidvaro.

    Blessed are You, Lord our God, Ruler of the universe, at whose word all things come into existence.

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    Making Shabbat

    Various brachot are used at the beginning of shabbat, including:

    Shabbat symbols Candle Lighting
    Blessing of the Children
    Kiddush - an expanded haGafen
    Washing of Hands
    haMotzi
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    Candle Lighting

    Different families have different customs concerning how many Shabbos candles are lit, etc. Instead of worrying about matches, we light an extra "helper candle", as in Chanukah, and use it to light the other candles, which allows children to light their own candles safely. After the candles are lit, close your eyes, make three circles around the flames with your hands, place your hands over your eyes, and recite the blessing. At that point Shabbos has officially begun, so when we open our eyes we exchange kisses and say "Good Shabbos" to each other.

    Baruch atah adonai, elohaynu melech ha'olam, asher kidshanu b'mitzvotav v'tzivanu, l'hadliq ner shel Shabbat.

    Blessed are You, Lord our God, Ruler of the universe, who has commanded us to kindle the Shabbos light.

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    Blessing of the Children

    Place both of your hands on your child's head and say the following:

    For Boys:
    Yesimcha Elohim k'Ephraim v'chi Menashe

    May God bless you as He blessed Ephraim and Manashe.

    For girls:
    Yesimech Elohim k'Sarah, Rivka, Rachel v'Leah.

    May God bless you as He blessed Sarah, Rebecca, Rachel and Leah.

    The following can then be added for both:
    May God bless you and keep you.
    May God cause His face to shine on you and be gracious to you.
    May God lift up His face to you and give you peace.

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    Kiddush

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    Washing of Hands

    This blessing is meant to be said before every meal where there is bread. We don't always manage that, but we do make it a part of our challah ritual on Shabbat. And like many rituals, different traditions exist as to how its done. We fill a two-handed washing cup in the kitchen with water and while holding the cup in our left hand, pour a little water over the right hand three times. Then reverse the cup, and pour a little water over the left hand three times. While drying our hands we recite the blessing and then we're supposed to be quiet until after motzi is said. There's something about mandated silence that can be very difficult for children, so particularly when there are a lot of people, wait to be among the last to wash and hum to keep them amused and occupied.

    Baruch atah adonai, elohaynu melech ha'olam, asher kidshanu b'mitzvotav v'tzivanu, al netilat yadayim

    Blessed are You, Lord our God, Ruler of the universe, who has commanded us about washing our hands.

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    Havdalah

    Just as there are special rituals and brachot to welcome shabbos, there are also special brachot to end shabbos. These rituals make up Havdalah or "separation", because we're leaving shabbat and returning to the rest of the week. The blessings used are:

    Blessing of the wine
    Blessing of the Spices
    Blessing of the Lights
    Hamavdil, the final blessing

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    Blessing of the Spices

    Baruch atah adonai, elohaynu melech ha'olam, borei minei v'samim

    Blessed are You, Lord our God, Ruler of the universe, who creates fragrant spices

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    Blessing of the Lights

    Baruch atah adonai, elohaynu melech ha'olam, borei m'orei ha'esh

    Blessed are You, Lord our God, Ruler of the universe, who creates the lights of fire

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    Hamavdil, the final blessing

    Baruch atah adonai, elohaynu melech ha'olam, hamavdil bein kodesh lechol, bein yisroel la'amim, bein or lechoshech, bein yom hashevi'i lesheishet yemai hama'aseh. Baruch atah adonai, hamavdil bein kodesh lechol. Amen.

    Blessed are You, Lord our God, Ruler of the universe, who has made a distiction between the holy and the ordinary, between light and darkness, between the people of Israel and other people, between the seventh day and the six other days of the week. Blessed are You, Lord our God, who has made a distiction between the holy and the ordinary.

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    Shira- blessings

    haMotzi

    This is sung before meals where there is bread.

    Hamotzi lechem min ha'aretz
    We give thanks to God for bread
    Our voices join in song together
    As our joyful prayer is said:

    Baruch atah adonai,
    Elohaynu melech ha'olam
    Hamotzi lechem min ha'aretz

    Return to Top | Index

    Modeh Ani

    This is sung first thing in the morning upon waking up
    -- even before
    Good Morning, Boker Tov. :-)

    Modeh ani l'fanecha
    melech chai v'kayam
    Shehechezarta
    bi nishmati b'chemla raba

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    Sh'ma Yisroel

    This is the last thing that we sing before we go to bed at night.

    Sh'ma Yisroel, adonai elohenu, adonai echad!

    Hear, oh Israel! The Lord, our G-d, the Lord is one!

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    Brachot

    When you're growing up, one of the things that you work really hard at is learning to be polite. No pushing, no shoving, and remembering to say please and thank you. Well, along with saying thank you to your parents or friends when they give you something, you should also try to remember to say thank you to God. That's why we have brachot -- it's a Jewish way of saying thank you to God. Here are some of the brachot that we say in our family, and, if you like, you can probably find lots more as well, 'cause we have a lot for which to be grateful. :-)


    Eating Various Foods

    Before we eat something, we generally stop for a few moments to thank God with a brachah, and there are different brachot for different types of food. If you're having a full meal with bread, the easiest thing to do is to sing or say haMotzi, as the brachah for bread makes it unnecessary to say any of the others. But if, for instance, you are having milk and cookies, you should say both shehakol for the milk and mezanot for the cookies.

      haMotzi - Bread, rolls, bagels, matzah
      haGafen - Wine or grape juice
      Mezanot - Grain products that aren't bread (cake, cookies, spaghetti)
      haEtz - Things that grow on trees (apples, cherries, walnuts)
      haAdamah - Vegetables & fruits that grow on the ground (potatoes, watermelon, bananas, strawberries)
      Shehakol - Everything else (ice cream, candy, hot dogs)

    haMotzi

    The blessing when eating bread
    haMotzi

    Baruch atah adonai, elohaynu melech ha'olam hamotzi lechem min ha'aretz.

    Blessed are You, Lord our God, Ruler of the universe, who brings forth bread from the earth.


    haGafen

    The blessing when drinking wine or grape juice

    haGafen

    Baruch atah adonai, elohaynu melech ha'olam boray p'ri ha'gafen.

    Blessed are You, Lord our God, Ruler of the universe, who creates the fruit of the vine.


    Mezanot

    The blessing when eating cakes, cookies, and other things made from grain
    Mezanot

    Baruch atah adonai, elohaynu melech ha'olam boray meenay mezanot.

    Blessed are You, Lord our God, Ruler of the universe, who creates different kinds of nourishment.


    haEtz

    The blessing when eating things that grow on trees (fruit & nuts)

    haEtz

    Baruch atah adonai, elohaynu melech ha'olam boray p'ri ha'etz.

    Blessed are You, Lord our God, Ruler of the universe, who creates the fruit of the tree.


    haAdamah

    The blessing when eating things that grow on the ground (fruit & vegetables)
    haAdamah

    Baruch atah adonai, elohaynu melech ha'olam boray p'ri ha'adamah.

    Blessed are You, Lord our God, Ruler of the universe, who creates the fruit of the ground.



    Shehakol

    The blessing when eating everything else
    (milk, meat, & manufactured products)

    haEtz

    Baruch atah adonai, elohaynu melech ha'olam she'hakol nihiyeh bidvaro.

    Blessed are You, Lord our God, Ruler of the universe, at whose word all things come into existence.

    Return to Top | Index

    Making Shabbat

    Various brachot are used at the beginning of shabbat, including:

    Shabbat symbols Candle Lighting
    Blessing of the Children
    Kiddush - an expanded haGafen
    Washing of Hands
    haMotzi
    Return to Top | Index

    Candle Lighting

    Different families have different customs concerning how many Shabbos candles are lit, etc. Instead of worrying about matches, we light an extra "helper candle", as in Chanukah, and use it to light the other candles, which allows children to light their own candles safely. After the candles are lit, close your eyes, make three circles around the flames with your hands, place your hands over your eyes, and recite the blessing. At that point Shabbos has officially begun, so when we open our eyes we exchange kisses and say "Good Shabbos" to each other.

    Baruch atah adonai, elohaynu melech ha'olam, asher kidshanu b'mitzvotav v'tzivanu, l'hadliq ner shel Shabbat.

    Blessed are You, Lord our God, Ruler of the universe, who has commanded us to kindle the Shabbos light.

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    Blessing of the Children

    Place both of your hands on your child's head and say the following:

    For Boys:
    Yesimcha Elohim k'Ephraim v'chi Menashe

    May God bless you as He blessed Ephraim and Manashe.

    For girls:
    Yesimech Elohim k'Sarah, Rivka, Rachel v'Leah.

    May God bless you as He blessed Sarah, Rebecca, Rachel and Leah.

    The following can then be added for both:
    May God bless you and keep you.
    May God cause His face to shine on you and be gracious to you.
    May God lift up His face to you and give you peace.

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    Kiddush

    Honest, it will get done Return to Top | Index

    Washing of Hands

    This blessing is meant to be said before every meal where there is bread. We don't always manage that, but we do make it a part of our challah ritual on Shabbat. And like many rituals, different traditions exist as to how its done. We fill a two-handed washing cup in the kitchen with water and while holding the cup in our left hand, pour a little water over the right hand three times. Then reverse the cup, and pour a little water over the left hand three times. While drying our hands we recite the blessing and then we're supposed to be quiet until after motzi is said. There's something about mandated silence that can be very difficult for children, so particularly when there are a lot of people, wait to be among the last to wash and hum to keep them amused and occupied.

    Baruch atah adonai, elohaynu melech ha'olam, asher kidshanu b'mitzvotav v'tzivanu, al netilat yadayim

    Blessed are You, Lord our God, Ruler of the universe, who has commanded us about washing our hands.

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    Havdalah

    Just as there are special rituals and brachot to welcome shabbos, there are also special brachot to end shabbos. These rituals make up Havdalah or "separation", because we're leaving shabbat and returning to the rest of the week. The blessings used are:

    Blessing of the wine
    Blessing of the Spices
    Blessing of the Lights
    Hamavdil, the final blessing

    Return to Top | Index


    Blessing of the Spices

    Baruch atah adonai, elohaynu melech ha'olam, borei minei v'samim

    Blessed are You, Lord our God, Ruler of the universe, who creates fragrant spices

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    Blessing of the Lights

    Baruch atah adonai, elohaynu melech ha'olam, borei m'orei ha'esh

    Blessed are You, Lord our God, Ruler of the universe, who creates the lights of fire

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    Hamavdil, the final blessing

    Baruch atah adonai, elohaynu melech ha'olam, hamavdil bein kodesh lechol, bein yisroel la'amim, bein or lechoshech, bein yom hashevi'i lesheishet yemai hama'aseh. Baruch atah adonai, hamavdil bein kodesh lechol. Amen.

    Blessed are You, Lord our God, Ruler of the universe, who has made a distiction between the holy and the ordinary, between light and darkness, between the people of Israel and other people, between the seventh day and the six other days of the week. Blessed are You, Lord our God, who has made a distiction between the holy and the ordinary.

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