Wednesday, June 24, 2009

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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