The GOOD BOOK of
PETER HENRY
SALVATION ARMY
Salvation ar-my. Salvation ar-my.
Put a nickel in the drum. Save another drunken bum.
Salvation ar-my. Salvation ar-my.
Put a nickel in the drum and you'll be saved.
This is a classic sung by Mike Dekasola at a staff meal. I still laugh when
I think of everyone's face as Mike sang some of his verses.
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SCOUT VESPERS
Softly falls the light of day,
as 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?
In everything to be prepared?"
GWH Sung to the tune of "Tannenbaum" or "Oh Christmas Tree"
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SHE'LL BE COMING ROUND THE MOUNTAIN
Chorus
Singing yi yi yippy yippy yi.
Singing yi yi yippy yippy yi.
Singing yi yi yippy, yippy yi yi yippy, yippy
yi yi yippy yippy yi.
She'll be coming round the mountain
when she comes. (toot-toot)
She'll be coming round the mountain when she comes. (toot-toot)
She'll be coming round the mountain,
she'll be coming round the mountain,
She'll be coming round the mountain when she comes. (toot-toot) CHORUS
She'll be riding six white horses when
she comes. (whoa back)
She'll be riding six white horses
when she comes. (whoa back)
She'll be riding six white horses, she'll be riding six white horses,
She'll be riding six white horses when she comes. (whoa back, toot toot)CHORUS
Oh we'll all go out to meet her when
she comes. (hi babe)...
(hi babe, whoa back, toot-toot) CHORUS
We'll kill the old red rooster when she comes. (hack-hack) CHORUS
We'll all have chicken and dumplings when she comes. (yum yum)... CHORUS
We'll wear our old red woolies when she comes. (scratch-scratch)... CHORUS
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SHOW ME THE WAY TO GO HOME
Show me the way to go home,
For I am tired and I want to go to bed.
I had a little drink about an hour ago
And it went straight to my head.
Wherever I may roam,
Over land or sea or foam.
You will always hear me singing this song,
Show me the way to go home. Na na na...
Indicate the way to my habitual abode
for I'm fatigued and I wish to retire.
I had a Dr. Pepper sixty minutes
ago
and it went straight to my cerebellum.
Wherever I may perambulate,
Over land or sea or atmospheric vapors.
You will always hear me vocalizing this refrain.
Indicate the way to my habitual abode.
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SINGING IN THE RAIN
CHORUS
A chi chi cha a chi chi cha a chi chi cha cha.
A chi chi cha a chi chi cha a chi chi cha cha.
I'm
singing in the rain, just singing in the rain.
What a glorious feeling, I'm happy again.
Hold on! REPEAT Hands up! REPEAT - CHORUS
Hold on! REPEAT Hands up! REPEAT Knees together! REPEAT - CHORUS
Hold on! REPEAT Hands up! REPEAT Knees together! REPEAT Butt out! REPEAT
(also use)
Head up
Elbows out
Tongue out
This is another action song. The leader and group both wiggle their bodies in time with the chorus, adjusting their bodies to fit the movements described in each verse.
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SIPPING CIDER
The prettiest girl. REPEAT
I ever saw. REPEAT
Was sipping ci- REPEAT
-Der through a straw. REPEAT
The prettiest girl I ever saw, was sipping cider through a straw.
Through a straw.
I says to her. REPEAT
Watcha doing that fer? REPEAT
A sippin' cid- REPEAT
-Der through that straw. REPEAT
I says to her watcha doing that fer. Sippin cider through that straw, through
that straw.
Then cheek to cheek. REPEAT
And jaw to jaw. REPEAT
We were sippin ci REPEAT
Der through that straw. REPEAT...
The straw did slip. REPEAT
I kissed her lip. REPEAT
A sippin' ci REPEAT
Der through that straw. REPEAT...
That's how I got. REPEAT
My mother in law. REPEAT
And the seventeen kids REPEAT
That call me PA. REPEAT...
The moral of. REPEAT
This sad, sad tale. REPEAT
Is to sip your ci REPEAT
Der from a pail. REPEAT...
Yes, you are correct. This format
is really exactly like the "Other Day" song with the bear. Same tune, same pattern,
same everything except words.
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SKEETERS AND THE BEDBUGS
CHORUS
Singing eenie meenie and a meinie moe.
Catch a wiffer woffer by the toe.
And if he hollers hollers hollers, let him go.
Singing eenie meenie and a minie moe.
I woke up Sunday morning and looked
upon the wall.
The skeeters and the bedbugs were having a game of ball.
The score was nineteen-twenty, the skeeters were ahead.
The bedbugs hit a homer and knocked me out of bed. CHORUS
I woke up Monday morning... Tuesday... Wednesday...
This wildly annoying song is meant to be sung slowly on Sunday and fast by
the end when the person wakes up on Saturday. Clap on the chorus, it makes the
song incredibly exciting.
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THE STATE SONG
What did Delaware, boys, what did Delaware?
What did Delaware, boys, what did Delaware?
What did Delaware, boys, what did Delaware?
I ask you now as a personal friend, what did Delaware?
She wore her New Jersey, boys, she
wore her New Jersey.
She wore her New Jersey, boys, she wore her New Jersey.
She wore her New Jersey, boys, she wore her New Jersey.
I tell you now as a personal friend, she wore her New Jersey.
What did Mississ sip, boys, what did
Mississ sip?...
She sipped her Minnesota, boys, she sipped her Minnesota...
What did Ia weigh, boys, what did Ia weigh?...
She weighed a Washing ton, boys, she weighed a washing ton...
What did Illi know, boys, what did Illi know?...
I don't know Al aska, I don't know Al aska...
What did Ida hoe, boys, what
did Ida hoe?...
She hoed her Mary land, boys, she hoed her Mary land...
How did Wiscon sin, boys, how did Wiscon sin?...
He stole a New brass key, boys, he stole a New brass key...
What did Connie cut, boys what did Connie cut?...
She cut her shaggie Maine, boys, she cut her shaggy Maine...
What did Ohi owe, boys, what did Ohi owe?...
She owes her Taxes, boys, she owes her Taxes...
How did Flora dies, boys, how did Flora die?...
She died of Misery, boys, she died of Misery...
For older CFL types, this is the opening campfire song of ages past. It goes
on and on until one side cannot think of a question and answer for the other
half. Use your imagination, go crazy, it can go on for a long time.
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STEAMBOAT BILL
CHORUS
Oh Steamboat Bill, steaming down the Mississippi.
Steamboat Bill, a mighty man was he oh!
Steamboat Bill, steaming down the Mississippi.
Out to break the record of the Robert E. Lee.
Up the Mississippi came the Whipporwhill.
Commanded by the pilot Mr. Steamboat
Bill.
The owner gave the order on the strict QT,
"We're out to break the record of the Robert E. Lee." CHORUS
Up stepped the gambler at Louisville.
He tried to place a bet against the Whipporwhill.
Said Billy to the gambler, "Well that just ain't fair."
Then the boiler blew up and they flew into the air. CHORUS
Said Billy to the gambler as they left
the deck,
"I don't know where we're going but we're neck and neck."
Said the gambler to Billy, "Well I'll tell you what I'll do.
I bet another thousand I go higher than you." CHORUS
Said Billy to the gambler, "I'll take
that bet.
I never lost a race and I'm not starting yet."
So they flew and they flew up into the air.
And Billy beat the gambler 'bout an inch to spare. CHORUS
The gambler paid Billy all in dollar
bills,
Though the thought of losing money just a gave him chills.
Well Billy started working once he got the loot.
He sewed them all together, made a parachute. CHORUS
The clapping that accompanies this song is supposed to simulate the motion
of the paddle wheels on the old steamboats. It is an up and down clap followed
by a side to side clap. This is a great camp song, especially for those who
know all of the verses.
GWH 1998: Does ANYONE know all the verses from memory???
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SWALLOWED A FLY
I know an old lady who swallowed a
fly.
I don't know why she swallowed a fly,
I guess she'll die.
I know an old lady who swallowed a
spider.
It wiggled and jiggled around inside her.
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly.
I don't know why she swallowed the fly, I guess she'll die.
I know an old lady who swallowed a bird.
She swallowed a bird, how absurd!
She swallowed a bird to catch the spider,
she swallowed the spider to catch the fly.
I don't know why she swallowed a fly, I guess she'll die.
I know an old lady who swallowed a
cat.
She swallowed a cat, imagine that.
She swallowed the cat to catch the bird,
she swallowed the bird to catch the spider,
she swallowed the spider to catch the fly.
I don't know why she swallowed the fly, I guess she'll die.
I know an old lady who swallowed a
dog.
Swallowed a dog? What a hog!
She swallowed the dog to catch the cat,
she swallowed the cat to catch the bird,
she swallowed the bird to catch the spider,
she swallowed the spider to catch the fly.
I don't know why she swallowed the fly, I guess she'll die.
Like the "Hole in the Bottom of the Sea", this song can go on much longer than we have made it. Just keep making the next animal bigger than the last.
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SWING LOW, SWEET CHARIOT
Swing low, sweet chariot.
Coming for to carry me home
Swing low, sweet chariot.
Coming for to carry me home.
I looked over Jordan and what did I
see?
Coming for to carry me home?
A band of angels, coming after
me.
Coming for to carry me home.
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