Campout Songs

I'm an Indian Princess
To the tune of "Puff, the Magic Dragon"
New lyrics Copyright (C) 1998, Keith Comer CHORUS:

I'm an Indian Princess
Campouts make me glad
The times I spend out in the woods
Are the best I've ever had!
I'm an Indian Princess
Campouts make me glad
And if you try to hassle me
I'll run and get my dad! Oh!
We love to go out hiking
And play games with our friends
That camping food tastes really good
When all the playing ends
Around the late-night campfire
Our marshmallows we'll toast
Then snuggle in our sleeping bags
Look out! I saw a ghost! Oh!
(Repeat CHORUS)

We love the works of nature
And the sacred family
We try our best, when others speak
To listen quietly
We'll always love our neighbors
And be pals with our dads
Our hearts are pure, and when we can
We always take our baths! Oh!
(Repeat CHORUS)


You Are My Sunshine
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine.
You make me happy when skies are grey.
You'll never know dear, how much I love you.
Please don't take my sunshine away.

The other night dear, as I lay sleeping,
I dreamt I held you in my arms.
When I awoke dear, I was mistaken,
So I hung my head down and cried.

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine.
You make me happy when skies are grey.
You'll never know dear, how much I love you.
Please don't take my sunshine away.


Puff, The Magic Dragon
Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honah-Lee
Little Jackie Paper, he loved that rascal Puff
And he brought him strings and sealing wax and other fancy stuff

chorus:
O Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honah-Lee
Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honah-Lee

Oh and together they would travel on a boat with billowed sail
And Jackie kept a lookout perched on Puff's gigantic tail
Noble kings and princes would bow whene'er they came
Pirate ships would lower their flags when Puff called out his name

chorus:
A dragon lives forever but not so little girls and little boys
Painted wings and giants' rings make way for other toys
One grey night it happened, Jackie Paper came no more
And Puff that mighty dragon, he ceased his fearless roar

His head was bent in sorrow, green scales fell like rain
Puff no longer went to play along the cherry lane
Without his life-long friend Puff could not be brave
So Puff that mighty dragon sadly slipped into his cave

chorus:
Oh, Puff the magic dragon LIVES by the sea (present tense!)
And frolicks in the autumn mist in a land called Honah-Lee
Oh, Puff the magic dragon LIVES by the sea
And frolicks in the autumn mist in a land called Honah-Lee


The Three Mile Hike
To the tune of "Gilligan's Island"
New lyrics Copyright (C) 2001, Keith ComerJust sit right back and you'll hear a tale
A tale of some little girls
Some tall, some short, some pony-tailed
And some with braids or curls.

These girls were were Indian princesses
In that they were alike
They set off with their dads one day
For a three mile hike
(A three mile hike)

The smallest one said to the rest
"I heard a bluebird cough,
It's back behind that bush up there."
The whole group wandered off

The dads looked 'round, the girls were gone
One said, "They were by that fern!"
The other said, "Who's watchin' 'em?"
"I thought it was your turn!"
(Thought it was your turn.)

The girls didn't even realize
That they had gotten lost
They liked to be out on their own
They were sick of bein' bossed

They crawled around, they's checkin' out
The flowers, bugs, and seeds
Until they saw that they were in
The poison ivy weeds
(The poison ivy weeds)

They itched, they scratched, they screamed and yelled
But it didn't do no good
Their dads were far away from them
A-searching through the wood

The sky it started getting dark
The girls were getting scared
The smallest one was shivering
"I'm hungry", she declared

Then all at once the dads appeared
The itchy girls were glad
The smallest one, the shy one, too
The silly one, and her friend
The noisy one
The red-head and Mary Anne
Each one hugging her dad!


Do Your Ears Hang Low?
Do your ears hang low, do they waggle to and fro?
Can you tie them in a knot,
can you tie them is a bow?
Can you throw them o'er your shoulder
like a continental soldier?
Do your ears hang low?

Do your ears stick out, can you waggle them about?
Can you flap them up and down
as you fly around the town?
Can you shut them up for sure
when you hear an awful bore?
Do your ears stick out?

Do your ears stand high, do they reach up to the sky?
Do they hang down when they're wet,
do they stand up when they're dry?
Can you semaphore your neighbor
with the minimum of labor?
Do your ears stand high?


Going On A Lion Hunt
[Audience echos each line and sets up clap/lap-slapping rhythm.]
Goin' on a lion hunt.
Goin to catch a big one.
I'm not afraid.
Look, what's up ahead?
Mud!
Can't go over it.
Can't go under it.
Can't go around it.
Gotta go through it. [Make sloshing sounds and move hands as if slogging.]
Sticks. [Snap fingers.]
Tree. [Make gestures climbing up and down.]
Gate. [Make gate-opening gestures.]
River. [make swimming gestures.]
Cave. [Go in it and find lion. Reverse all motions quicky to get home.]


If You’re Happy
(1)
If you’re happy and you know it,
Clap your hands. (Clap, clap)
If you’re happy and you know it,
Clap your hands. (Clap, clap)
If you’re happy and you know it,
And you really want to show it,
If you’re happy and know it,
Clap your hands. (Clap, clap)
(2)
If you’re happy and you know it,
Stomp your feet.. (Stomp, stomp)
(3)
If you’re happy and you know it,
Shout “Hooray.” (Hooray)
(4)
If you’re happy and you know it,
Stand up. (Stand up)
(5)
If you’re happy and you know it,
Do all four. (Clap, stomp, hooray, stand up)


She’ll Be Comin’ Round the Mountain
(1)
She’ll be comin’ round the mountain when she comes, Toot, toot! (Pull cord)
She’ll be comin’ round the mountain when she comes, Toot, toot! (Pull cord)
She’ll be comin’ round the mountain, she’ll be comin’ round the mountain, she’ll be comin’ round the mountain when she comes,
(2)
She’ll be drivin’ six white horses when she comes, Whoa-back! (Pull back reins)
(3)
Oh, we’ll all go out to meet her when she comes, Hi, Babe! (Wave hands)
(4)
Oh, we’ll kill the old red rooster when she comes, Hack, hack! (Chopping motion)
(5)
Oh, we’ll all have chicken and dumplings when she comes, Yum, yum. (Rub tummy)
(6)
Oh, she’ll wear her long red flannels when she comes, Scratch, scratch. (Scratch hip)
(7)
Oh, she’ll have to sleep with Grandma when she comes, Snore,snore. (Snore aloud)


Bingo
There was a farmer had a dog and Bingo was his name-o!
B-I-N-G-O, B-I-N-G-O, B-I-N-G-O, and Bingo was his name-o!
There was a farmer had a dog and Bingo was his name-o!
(Clap)-I-N-G-O-, (Clap)-I-N-G-O-, (Clap)-I-N-G-O-, and Bingo was his name-o!
(For each succeeding verse, eliminate one letter from Bingo and substitute a hand clap.)


Are You Sleeping
Are you sleeping, are you sleeping,
Brother John, Brother John?
Morning bells are ringing,
Morning bells are ringing,
Ding, ding, dong,
Ding, ding, dong.
(Repeat as a four-part round.)


Take Me Out to the Ball Game
Take me out to the ball game,
Take me out to the crowd,
Buy me some peanuts and Cracker Jacks,
I don’t care if we never get back.
We will root-root-root for the home team;
If they don’t win it’s a shame.
For it’s one-two-three strikes you’re out
At the old ball game.


I’ve Been Working on the Railroad
I’ve been working on the railroad all the live-long day.
I’ve been working on the railroad just to pass the time away.
Don’t you hear the whistle blowing? Rise up so early in the morn.
Can’t you hear the captain shouting? Dinah, blow you 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-o-o-o,
Someone’s in the kitchen with Dinah
Stummin’ on the old banjo. And singing-
Fee fi fiddle-i-o,
Fee fi fiddle-i-o-o-o-o,
Fee fi fiddle-i-o,
Stummin’ on the old banjo.


Puffer Bellies
Down by the station early in the morning,
See the little puffer bellies all in a row.
See the engine driver turn the little handle.
Chug! Chug! Puff! Puff! Off they go!
(Medody may be sung in a four-part round.)


There Were Ten in a Bed
There were ten in the bed
And the middle one said,
“Roll over, roll over.”
So they all rolled over
And one fell out.
There were nine in the bed (etc.)
(END)
There were none on the bed – GOODNIGHT!


On Top of Old Smokey
(1)
On top of old Smokey
All covered with snow,
I learned a great lesson
All people should know.
(2)
For I met a brave hunter,
He was only a youth,
But he wasn’t hunting rabbit,
He was hunting for truth.
(3)
And he told me he found it
In the red sunset glow,
In the sound of the thunder
And a touch of the snow.
(4)
And the truth was quite simple,
Just as plain as could be,
And I’ll always remember
What the hunter told me.
(5)
Be fair to your neighbor,
Be honest and true,
Be kind to your neighbor
And he will be kind to you.


John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt
John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt – that’s my name, too.
Whenever we go out, the people always shout,
There goes John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt, Tra-la-la-la-la-la-la.
(Repeat four times, each time more softly except for the “tra-la-la-la-la.”)


Old MacDonald Had a Farm
Old MacDonald had a farm, ee-i-ee-i-o!
And on this farm he had some cows, ee-i-ee-i-o!
With a moo, moo here and a moo, moo there,
Here a moo, there a moo,
Everywhere a moo, moo,
Old MacDonald had a farm, ee-i-ee-i-o!
(repeat with new animal and sound)


Row, Row, Row Your Boat
Row, row, row your boat
Gently down the stream.
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily,
Life is but a dream.
(Sing as a four-part round.)


This Old Man
(1)
This old man, he played one,
He played knick knack on my thumb.
(Chorus)
Knick knack, paddy whack, give a dog a bone,
This old man, came rolling home.
(2)
This old man, he played two,
He played knick knack on my shoe.
(Chorus)
(3)
This old man, he played three,
He played knick knack on my knee.
(Chorus)
(4)
This old man, he played four,
He played knick knack on my door.
(Chorus)
(5)
This old man, he played five,
He played knick knack on my hive.
(Chorus)
(6)
This old man, he played six,
He played knick knack on my sticks.
(Chorus)
(7)
This old man, he played seven,
He played knick knack up in heaven.
(Chorus)
(8)
This old man, he played eight,
He played knick knack on my plate.
(Chorus)
(9)
This old man, he played nine,
He played knick knack on my spine.
(Chorus)
(10)
This old man, he played ten,
He played knick knack once again,
Knick knack, paddy whack, give a dog a bone,
Now we’ll all go running home.