Scout Songs 6
Our Paddles Keen and Bright
Our paddles keen and
bright, flashing like silver,
Swift as the wild goose flies, dip, dip, and swing.
Dip, dip, and swing them back, flashing like silver,
Swift as the wild goose flies, dip, dip, and swing.
Sing two or three times through, with voices becoming louder and then
softer-as though canoes were first approaching and then moving away. [Also may
be sung as a round.]
I've Got That Scouting Spirit
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.
2. I've got that Scouting spirit deep in my heart.
3. I've got that Scouting spirit down in my feet.
4. I've got that Scouting spirit all over me.
Where Have all the Tigers Gone...
This is sung to the tune of "Where Have All the
Flowers Gone?"
Where have all the
Tigers gone, long time growing
Where have all the Tigers gone, in just a year
Where have all the Tigers gone,
Gone to Cub Scouts every one
They've got so much to learn,
They've got so much to learn.
Where have all the Cub
Scouts gone, growing up so fast,
Where have all the Cub Scouts gone, it took three years.
Where have all the Cub Scouts gone,
Gone to Webelos every one.
There's still some more to learn,
There's still some more to learn.
Where have all the
Webelos gone, no longer little boys,
Where have all the Webelos gone, fifth grade was last fall.
Where have all the Webelos gone
Gone to Boy Scouts every one.
It's a great adventure,
It's a great adventure.
Where have all the Boy
Scouts gone, young men standing tall,
Where have all the Boy Scouts gone, eighteen draws near.
Where have all the Boy Scouts gone,
To fly with Eagles every one.
We love to be Boy Scouts,
We love to be BOY SCOUTS!
-- Thanks to Eyeleen,
Orange Service Unit #3, Orange, California -- Cub Scout translation by Becky
Shank, Webelos Leader, Pack 636, Great Western District, Greater Cleveland
Council.
Akela's Son
Sung to tune "Here Comes
Peter Cottontail"
I've never seen a
happier lad than one who's obeying his mother or dad.
He doesn't talk back when he's told just what to do.
I never have seen a happier lad
than one who's obeying his mother or dad,
But he jumps to his job with a snap and a click of his shoes.
So be thankful for all
that your mom or dad do,
And do all you can to make them proud of you.
You'll find your reward doing the things your told.
So be thankful for all that your mom or dad do,
And do all you can to make them proud of you.
You'll find your reward, doing the things your told.
So honor Akela in every
way
And you'll have many a happy day
Your mom or dad will be so proud of you
Just do your best in every way,
And you'll have many a Happy day
This is the promise that Akela brings to you.
Camp School Banana Song
Sung to tune "Ging Gang
Gooley"
We're a bunch of yellow
bananas, we're a bunch, we're a bunch.
We're a bunch of yellow bananas, we're a bunch, we're a bunch.
Appealing, yes we're appealing, we've got the feeling
That we're a bunch of Scouts.
Appealing, yes we're appealing, we've go the feeling,
That we're a -{spoken}- Bunch of Scouts!
Quartermaster's Song
Sung to tune "Nobody Knows
the Trouble I've Seen"
Nobody knows the grub
that I've seen,
Nobody knows the mixture.
Nobody knows the way it's prepared,
They're better off that way.
The Scouts were
ravished beyond compare,
They gathered and washed their hands.
They came to the table and said their prayers
But only I know why!
Cause, nobody knows the
grub that I've seen,
Nobody knows the mixture.
Oh, nobody asks for my recipes,
They're better off that way.
Sometimes there is a
food fight,
The hardtack's mighty fine.
For propelling from a napkin,
The recipe is mine.
Sometimes the beans are thick,
and sometimes they are not,
Can you think of my ingredient, . . .
I'd tell but I'd rather not.
Cause, Nobody knows the
grub that I've seen,
Oh, nobody knows the mixture,
Nobody knows the way it's prepared,
They're better off that way.
Quartermaster's Store
There
are rats, rats, as big as alley cats,
At the store, at the store.
There are 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.
Snakes . . . as big as garden rakes.
Beans . . . as big as submarines.
Gravy . . . enough to float the navy.
Cakes . . . that give us tummy aches.
Eggs . . . with scaly chicken legs.
Butter . . . running in the gutter.
Lard . . . they sell it by the yard.
Bread . . . with great big lumps like lead.
Cheese . . . that makes you want to sneeze.
Soot . . . they grow it by the foot.
Goats . . . eating all the oats
Bees . . . with little knobby knees.
Owls . . . shredding paper towels.
Apes . . . eating all the grapes.
Turtles . . . wearing rubber girdles.
Bear . . . with curlers in its hair.
Buffalos . . . with hair between their toes.
Foxes . . . stuffed in little boxes.
Coke . . . enough to make you choke.
Pepsi . . . that gives you apoplexy.
Roaches . . . sleeping in the coaches.
Flies . . . swarming 'round the pies.
Fishes . . . washing all the dishes.
Moths . . . eating through the cloths
Scouts . . . eating brussel sprouts.
Leaders . . . slapping at the skeeters.
Pinewood Derby Racing Song
Sung to tune "Take me out to
the ball game"
Take me out to the
pinewood, take me out to the crowd.
Buy me some graphite and a sanding block, I don't care if I ever get back.
We will root root root
for my racer,
If I don't win you can say.
That I cut, sanded and designed it my self
Iin the Cub Scout Way!
B'gosh their starting
the race now, I see my friend's in the heat
He's standing there biting his fingernails, But I am sure that he'll never be
beat!
For, We'll root root
root for my den-mate,
If he doesn't win we can say.
That he cut, sanded, and designed it him self
In the Cub Scout Way!
The Scouts have
declared a winner,
And I am proud to say,
My racer, it got to the end of the track,
And my den leader let me bring it back,
For a second heat in
consolation,
Was my decision today.
But I cut, sanded, and designed it myself
Iin the Cub Scout Way!
Scouting's - "Where Oh Where Are You Tonight"
Sung to melody of "Where Oh
Where Are You Tonight"
Where, oh where, are
you tonight?
Why did you leave me here all alone?
I fixed the kids dinner and they are in bed now.
Since you found Scouting, you're never at home.
When I started
Scouting, all they ever told me
Was "Go with the boys, and have lots of fun."
Now all that I do is go to Scout meetings.
It seems like I'm always the one on the run.
Where, oh where, are
you tonight?
Why did you leave me here all alone?
I fixed the kids dinner and they are in bed now.
Since you found Scouting, you're never at home.
One day I was told to
try basic training.
I went 'cuz it sounded like lots of fun.
Now I am in charge of all of the training.
Oh, Heaven help me! Now what have I done!!??!!
Where, oh where, are
you tonight?
Why did you leave me here all alone?
So sorry you missed your kid's graduation.
Maybe his wedding will bring you back home.
Woodbadge was something
that I'd never heard of.
Worked for those beads 'till blue in my face.
One day I came home and she was spring cleaning:
She threw out those beads on that old shoelace!!
Where, oh where, are
you tonight?
Your oldest daughter just had her first son.
Should I tell her now of all that's she's in for?
Her life in Scouting has only begun.
Where, oh where, are
you tonight?
Why did you leave me here all alone?
I fixed the kids dinner and they are in bed now.
Since you found Scouting, you're never at home.
I Wanna Be A Scout
Sung to tune "Achey Breakey
Heart"
I wanna be a Scout,
A true blue honest Scout,
I thought my dad would understand.
A real live Scout,
A campin' trampin' Scout,
Learning from Akela time and again.
Webelos and Bear,
Tiger and a Wolf,
My Dad said I was joining a zoo.
But, I wanna be a
Scout,
A true blue honest Scout,
I know its the thing for me and you.
We went on a hike,
A nice long Scouting hike,
A look at my dad showed he was blue.
I asked how he felt,
When he dropped down and knelt,
And this is what I heard him mutter thru.
"My achey breakey back,
>From my keester to my neck,
Is tense and my muscles are hot too."
"How do you go on,
Without feeling like you've gone,
A hundred miles with an ape on top of you."
Cause I am a Scout,
A biking hikin' Scout,
I passed my advancement with no prob.
I know how to hike,
It's something that I like,
I'm sorry that its got the best of you.
We got back to camp,
My dad still had his cramp,
So I helped him get through our tent door.
I went to get food,
It would do him some good,
And he started speaking clearly as he snored.
"I wanna be a Scout,
A true blue honest Scout,
I thought my dad would understand."
"A real live Scout,
A campin' trampin' Scout,
Learning from Akela time and again."
