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America
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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 mountainside
Let freedom ring.
My native county, thee,
Land of the noble free,
Thy name I love;
I love the rocks and rills,
Thy woods and templed hills,
My heart with rapture thrills
Like that above.
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Boom Chica Boom
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I Said A Boom Chica Boom!
I Said A Boom Chica Boom!
I Said A Boom Chica Rocka Chica Rocka Chica Boom!
U-HUH!
OH-YEAH!
One More Time: a little louder, softer, whisper, southern
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Cannibal King
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Oh, the cannibal king with the big
nose ring
Fell in love with the hula dame
And every night by the pale moonlight
Across the lake he came
He hugged and he kissed his pretty little miss
Under the bamboo tree
And every night by the pale moonlight
It sounded like this to me
Chorus:
A-roomph (kiss, kiss)
A-roomph (kiss, kiss)
A-roomph -da-de-ah-de-ay-ee-a
A-roomph (kiss, kiss)
A-roomph (kiss, kiss)
A-roomph -da-de-ah-de-ay-ee-a
Oh, the Cannibal King bought a wedding ring
For his hula dame.
And so that night, by the pale moon light
Across the lake he came.
He placed the band upon her hand
And vowed that he'd be true
And so that night, by the pale moon light
They made a little woo. (chorus)
Oh, the Cannibal King went out on a fling
Without his hula dame
And so that night, by the pale moon light
Across the lake she came
She came on the run with a big shot gun
And filled him full of lead.
And so that night by the pale moon light
They found that he was dead!
Chorus:
A-roomph (bang, bang)
A-roomph (bang, bang)
A-roomph -da-de-ah-de-ay-ee-a
A-roomph (bang, bang)
A-roomph (bang, bang)
A-roomph -da-de-ah-de-ay-ee-a
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Clementine
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In a cavern, In a canyon,
Excavating for a mine,
Dwelt a miner forty-niner,
And his daughter Clementine.
Chorus:
Oh my darling, Oh my darling,
Oh my darling Clementine,
You are lost and gone forever,
Dreadful sorry Clementine.
Light she was and like a fairy,
And her shoes were number nine;
Herring boxes, without topses,
Sandals were for Clementine. (chorus)
Drove she ducklings to the water,
Every morning just at nine;
Hit her foot against a splinter,
Fell into the foaming brine. (chorus)
Ruby lips above the water,
Blowing bubbles, soft and fine;
But Alas! I was no swimmer,
So I lost my Clementine. (chorus)
When the miner forty-niner,
Soon began to peak and pine,
Thought he oughter join his daughter,
Now he's with his Clementine. (chorus)
In a corner of the churchyard,
Where the myrtle boughs entwine,
Grow the roses in their poses,
Fertilized by Clementine. (chorus)
In my dreams she still doth haunt me,
Robed in garments soaked in brine.
Though in life I used to hug her,
Now she's dead, I'll draw the line. (chorus)
How I missed her, how I missed her
How I missed my Clementine.
So I kissed her little sister,
And forgot my Clementine. (chorus)
Now you Boy Scouts, there's a moral
To this little tale of mine.
Artificial respiration,
Would have saved my Clementine. (chorus)
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Do Your Ears Hang Low
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Do Your
Ears Hang Low?
Do They Wobble to and Fro?
Can You Tie Them in a Knot?
Can You Tie Them in a Bow?
Can You Throw Them Over Your Shoulder Like a Continental Soldier?
Do your ears hang low?
Do Your Ears Hang High?
Do They Reach Up to the Sky?
Do They Droop When They're Wet?
Do They Stiffen When They're Dry?
Can You Throw Them Over Your Shoulder Like a Continental Soldier?
Do your ears hang high?
Do Your Ears Hang Wide?
Do They Flap From Side to Side?
Do They Wave in the Breeze?
From the Slightest Little Sneeze?
Can You Soar Above the Nation with a Feeling of Elation?
Do Your Ears Hang Wide?
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Dundabeck
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G - D7
G / G - A7 D/ C G Am D7 / G - D7 G
Chorus:
Oh Dundabeck, oh Dundabeck, how could you be so mean
I'm sorry you invented such a terrible machine
For pussy cats and bobtailed rats will never more be seen
For they'll all be ground to sausage meat in Dundabeck's machine.
Something was the matter,
the machine it would not go,
So Dundabeck he climbed inside the reason for to know.
His wife was having a nightmare and walking in her sleep,
and she gave the crank a terible yank and Dundabeck was meat.
Chorus
One day a little boy came
marching into the store.
He ordered up some sausage meat to weigh a half a score.
And while he was a waiting, he whistled up a tune....
And the sausage meat began to hop and skip about the room.
Chorus
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Fast Food
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Tune: A
ram sam sam
Pizza Hut a Pizza Hut
Kentucky Fried Chicken and a Pizza Hut
Pizza Hut a Pizza Hut
Kentucky Fried Chicken and a Pizza Hut
McDonald McDonalds
Kentucky Fried Chicken and a Pizza Hut
A Burger King a Burger King
Long John Silvers and a Burger King
A Burger King a Burger King
Long John Silvers and a Burger King
Red Lobster Red Lobster
Long John Silvers and a Burger King
Dairy Queen A Dairy Queen
Chucky Cheese and a Dairy Queen
Dairy Queen A Dairy Queen
Chucky Cheese and a Dairy Queen
Roy Rogers Roy Rogers
Chucky Cheese and a Dairy Queen
Actions:
Pizza Hut - Make shape of a hut in the air
Kentucky Fried- Flap elbows up and down
McDonalds - Put hands on top of head and bridge out and down to produce the
"Golden Arches"
Burger King - Put hands on head with fingers up to make a crown
Long John Silver - mimic sword play
Red Lobster - hold up arms and bring fingers down on thumbs like lobster claws
snapping
Dairy Queen - mimic milking a cow
Chucky Cheese - mimic throwing up a pizza
Roy Rogers - mimic riding a horse
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Father Abraham
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Father
Abraham had many sons.
Many sons had father Abraham.
And you are one of them and so am I
So let's just praise the Lord
1. with your left (arm)
2. with your right (arm)
3. with your left leg
4. with your right leg
5. and a wiggle
6. all around
7. sit down
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Froggy
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Dog
Dog Cat
Dog Cat Mouse.
Froggy.
Jump jump jump little froggy.
Itsy bitsy teenie weenie itty bitty froggy.
Fleas and flies are scrumpdily-icious.
Ribbit ribbit ribbit ribbit ribbit ribbit croak.
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Ham and Eggs
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Ham and
eggs,
Ham and eggs,
I like mine fried nice and brown
I like mine fried upside down
Ham and eggs, ham and eggs
Flip 'em, flop 'em
Hope ya don't drop ?em
Ham and eggs!
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I Had a Little Chickie
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Oh, I
had a little chickie and it wouldn't lay an egg
So I rubbed hot water up and down it's legs.
Yes, I rubbed hot water up and down it's legs and the darn old chickie
layed a hard boiled egg, a hard boiled egg.
The darned old chickie layed a hard boiled egg !
Hot Chocolate - - Easter Egg
A Scout Leader - - Rotten Egg
Myself - - Perfect Egg
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I Like Bananas
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I like
bananas, coconuts and grapes;
I like bananas, coconuts and grapes;
I like bananas, coconuts and grapes;
That's why they call me...
TARZAN OF THE APES!!! (Beat
chest)
I like lasagna because it
makes me fat:
I like lasagna because it makes me fat:
I like lasagna because it makes me fat:
That's why they call me...
GARFIELD THE CAT (rub tummy)
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I've Been Workin' on the Railroad
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I've
been workin' on the railroad
All the livelong day
I've been workin' on the railroad
Just to pass the time away.
Can't you hear the whistle blowin'?
Rise up so early in the morn
Can't you hear the captain shoutin'
Dinah blow your horn.
Dinah won't you blow, Dinah
won't you blow
Dinah won't you blow your horn
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.
Someone's in the kitchen with Dinah
Strummin' on the old banjo.
I'm singing fee-fi-fiddle-de-I-o
Fee-fi-fiddle-de-I-o. Fee-fi-fiddle-de-I-o
Strummin' on the old banjo.
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John Brown's Baby
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Tune:
(Battle Hymn of the Republic)
John Brown's baby had a cold
upon its chest
John Brown's baby had a cold upon its chest
John Brown's baby had a cold upon its chest
And they rubbed it with camphorated oil
The second time through,
replace the word, "chest" by patting the chest.
Next time, substitute a cough for the word, "cold"
Then, substitute baby-rocking arm motions for the word, "baby"
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John Brown's Body
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John
Brown's body lies a moldering in the grave
Down went McGibney to the bottom of the sea
She's my Annie and I'm her Joe
So listen to my tale of woe!
Need any ice today lady?
NO!
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John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt
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John
Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt, That's my name too.
Whenever I go out, The people always shout,
John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt.
Dah dah dah dah, dah dah dah
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Keep These Hands From Stealing
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Oh, He
keeps these hands from stealing,
He's sure been good to me. (Repeat three times)
'Cause He's done what the world can't do.
Oh, He keeps these lips from
lying,
He's sure been good to me. (Repeat three times)
'Cause He's done what the world can't do.
Oh, He feeds me when I'm
hungry,
He's sure been good to me. (Repeat three times)
'Cause He's done what the world can't do.
I'm shouting Lord, Lord,
Lord
Sure been good to me. (Repeat three times)
'Cause He's done what the world can't do.
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My Bonnie
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My
Bonnie lies over the ocean, my Bonnie lies over the sea,
My Bonnie lies over the ocean, O bring back my Bonnie to me.
Chorus:
Bring back, bring back, O bring back my Bonnie to me, to me:
Bring back, bring back, O bring back my Bonnie to me.
O blow ye winds over the
ocean,
O blow ye winds over the sea.
O blow ye winds over the ocean,
And bring back my Bonnie to me.
Repeat chorus
Last night as I lay on my
pillow,
Last night as I lay on my bed,
Last night as I lay on my pillow,
I dreamed that my Bonnie was dead.
Repeat chorus
The winds have blown over
the ocean,
The winds have blown over the sea,
The winds have blown over the ocean,
And brought back my Bonnie to me.
Repeat chorus
My Bonnie leaned over the
gas tank,
The height of its contents to see,
I lit a small match to assist her,
O Bring back my Bonnie to me.
Repeat chorus
Last night as I lay on my
pillow,
Last night as I lay on my bed,
I stuck my feet out of the window,
In the morning the neighbors were dead.
Repeat chorus
My mother makes beer in the
bathtub,
My father makes synthetic gin,
My sister makes fudge for a quarter,
Wouldja believe how the money rolls in?
Repeat chorus
My mother, she drowned in
the bathtub,
My father, he died from his gin,
My sister choked on her chocolate,
My stars, what a fix I am in.
Repeat chorus
I tried making beer in the
bathtub,
I tried making synthetic gin,
I tried making fudge for a living,
Now look at the shape that I'm in.
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My Name is Joe
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Hey, My name is Joe
And I work in a button factory,
I've got a wife and a dog and a family,
One day the boss came up to me and said
Hey Joe, Are you busy? I said no,
He said turn the button with your _____.
1) Left hand
2) Right Hand
3) Left Foot
4) Right Foot
5) Tongue
Hey, My name is Joe
And I work in a button factory,
I've got a wife and a dog and a family,
One day the boss came up to me and said
Hey Joe, Are you busy? I said YES!
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On Top of Spaghetti
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On top
of spaghetti,
All covered with cheese,
I lost my poor meatball,
When somebody sneezed.
It rolled off the table,
And down on the floor,
And then my poor meatball,
Rolled out of the door.
It rolled in the garden,
And under a bush,
And then my poor meatball,
Was nothing but mush.
The mush was as tasty
As tasty could be,
And then in the springtime,
It grew into a tree.
The tree was all covered,
With Parmesan cheese,
And then in the autumn,
It fell off with the leaves.
So if you eat spaghetti,
All covered with cheese,
Hold on to your meatball,
Whenever you sneeze.
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One Finger, One Thumb
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One finger, one thumb, one hand, keep moving.
One finger, one thumb, one hand, keep moving.
One finger, one thumb, one hand, keep moving.
And we'll all be happy today.
One finger, one thumb, one
hand, two hands, keep moving,
Repeat three times
And we'll all be happy today.
Add in turn:
3. One arm
4. Two arms
5. One leg
6. Two legs
7. One head
8. One tongue
9. Turn Around
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Pink Pajamas
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Tune:
"Battle Hymn of the Republic"
I wear my pink pajamas, in
the summer when it's hot.
I wear my woolie undies in the winter when it's not.
Sometimes in the springtime and sometimes in the fall,
I jump between the sheets with nothing on at all.
Chorus:
We're from Guyasuta District
We're from Guyasuta District
We're from Guyasuta District
The best one of them all
Ba Heck Ba Heck 173!
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Quartermaster's Store
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There
are rats, rats, rats as big as alley cats,
At the store, at the store.
There are rats, rats, rats as big as alley cats,
At the Quartermaster's store.
Chorus:
My eyes are dim, I can not see.
I have not brought my specks with me. [Repeat.]
Mice . . . running through
the rice.
Rats . . as big as alley cats
Snakes . . . as big as garden rakes.
Goats . . . eating all the oats
Bees . . . with little knobby knees.
Apes . . . eating all the grapes.
Turtles . . . wearing rubber girdles.
Roaches . . . sleeping in the coaches.
Flies . . . swarming 'round the pies.
Fishes . . . washing all the dishes.
Scouts . . . eating brussel sprouts.
Leaders . . . slapping at the skeeters.
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Runnin' Bare
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Was in
the bathtub, taking a shower
It was late, don't know the hour
I heard some sirens, way downtown
Got up to see, my house burn down
Runnin' Bare, through the
bushes
People seeing, what they can see
Runnin' Bare, through the bushes
Runnin' Bare, what they call me.
Went down to the creekbed,
to take a swim
Hung my britches, upon a limb
Some girls came 'round, and you know what they done
They took my britches, and away they run
Runnin' Bare, down the
creekbed
Skeeters playin', a tune on me
Runnin' Bare, down the creekbed
Runnin' Bare, what they call me.
My girlfriend called me,
said "Come on down"
Said her daddy, was outta town
Soon as I got there, he pulled in
Please notify, my next of kin
Runnin' Bare, down the
sidewalk
Dodging bullets, a fired at me
Runnin' Bare, down the sidewalk
Runnin' Bare, what they call me.
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Scout Vespers
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Tune: "Tannenbaum"
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.?"
Listen Lord, oh listen Lord,
As I whisper soft and low,
Bless my Mom and bless my Dad,
There is something they should know.
I have kept my honor bright.
The Oath and Law has been my guide.
Mom and Dad, this you should know,
Deep in my heart I love you so.
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Scouting Spirit
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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
I've got that Scouting
spirit, Down in my feet
I've got that Scouting
spirit, All over me
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 to stay.
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Sippin' Cider
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The prettiest girl
I ever saw
Was sippin' ci- der through a straw
The prettiest girl I ever saw, was sippin' cider through a straw.
I sez to her
What'cha doing that fer
A sippin ci-der through a straw?
I sez to her what'cha doing that fer a sippin ci-der through a straw?
She says to me
It's fun to be
A sippin ci-der through a straw
She says to me it's fun to be a sippin ci-der through a straw
First cheek to cheek
Then jaw to jaw
We both sipped ci- der through a straw
First cheek to cheek, then jaw to jaw, we both sipped cider through a straw.
Every now and then
That straw would slip
And we'd sip ci- der lip to lip
Every now and then that straw would slip, and we'd sip cider lip to lip.
That's how I got
My mother-in-law
From sippin ci-der through a straw
That's how I got my mother-in-law from sippin ci-der through a straw
Now 49 kids
All call me "Pa"
From sippin ci-der through a straw
Now 49 kids all call me "Pa", from sippin ci-der through a straw
The morale of
this little tale
Is sip your ci-der from a pail
The morale of this little tale is sip your cider from a pail.
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Skunk Song
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Oh, I
stuck my head in a little skunk's hole,
And the little skunk said, Well, bless my soul,
Take it out, take it out, take it out Remove it!
Well, I didn't take it out and the little skunk said,
If you don't take it out you'll wish you were dead
take it out, take it out, take it out, Remove it!
P-s-s-s-s-s-t!
I removed it!
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Swing Low, Sweet Chariot
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Chorus:
Swing low, sweet chariot,
Comin' for to 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.
Repeat chorus:
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.
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Taps
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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
Thanks and praise, for our
days,
'Neath the sun, 'neath the stars,
'Neath the sky.
As we go, this I know,
God is nigh.
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The Ants Marching Song
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The ants go marching one by one,
Hurrah!! Hurrah!!
The ants go marching one by one, Hurrah!! Hurrah!!
The ants go marching one by one,
The little one stopped to suck his thumb,
And they all go marching down to the ground to get out of the rain.
Continue in successive rounds:
Two by two/Tie his shoe
Three by three/To climb a tree
Four by four/Slam the door
Five by five/Find a hive
Six by six/Pick Up sticks
Seven by seven/Go to heaven
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The Paddle Song
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Our
paddles keen and bright,
Flashing like silver;
Swift as the wild goose flight,
Dip, dip, and swing.
Dip, dip, and swing them
back,
Flashing like silver;
Swift as the wild goose flight,
Dip, dip and swing.
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The Philmont Hymn
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Silver
on the sage, Starlit 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,
Eagle soaring high,
Purple mountains rise, Against an azure sky,
Philmont here's to thee, Scouting paradise,
Out in God's country tonight.
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The Titanic
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Oh, they built the ship Titanic
To sail the ocean blue
And they thought they had a ship that water wouldn't go through.
It was on it's maiden trip when an iceberg hit that ship
It was sad when the great ship went down.
Chorus:
It was sad (so sad)
It was sad (too bad)
It was sad when the great ship went down
To the bottom of the sea....
Husbands and wives, little children lost their lives
It was sad when the great ship went down.
Chorus:
It was off the coast of
England a thousand miles or more
Where the rich refused to associate with the poor.
So they put 'em down below,
Where they were the first to go.
It was sad when the great ship went down.
Chorus
They built a sister ship and
they named her Mary Lou
The bow was painted pink and the stern was painted blue.
They christened her with beer and she sank right off the peir.
It was sad when the great ship went down.
Chorus
Oh, the moral of this story,
as you can plainly see
Is to wear your life preserver when you go out to sea.
'Cause the Lord's Almighty hand said that ship would never land
It was sad when the great ship went down.
Chorus
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Three Jolly Fishermen
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There
were three jolly fishermen,
There were three jolly fishermen,
Fisher, fisher, MEN, MEN, MEN.
Fisher, fisher, MEN, MEN, MEN.
There were three jolly fishermen.
The first one's name was
Abraham,
The first one's name was Abraham,
Abra, Abra; ham ham, ham, etc.
The second one's name was
I-I-saac,
The second one's name was I-I-saac,
I-I, I-I- zik, zik, zik, etc.
The third on'e name was Ja-a-cob,
The third on'e name was Ja-a-cob,
Ja-a, Ja-a; cub, cub, cub, etc.
They all went down to
Jericho,
They all went down to Jericho,
Jer-i, Jer-i; cho, cho, cho, etc.
They should have gone to
Amsterdam,
They should have gone to Amsterdam,
Amster, Amster, Shh! Shh! Shh!, etc.
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Trail the Eagle
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Tune:
"On Wisconsin"
Trail the Eagle,
Trail the Eagle,
Climbing all the time.
First the Star and then the Life,
Will on your bosom shine, KEEP CLIMBING!
Blaze the trail and we will follow,
Hark the Eagles' call;
On, brothers, on
Until we're Eagles all.
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