Scout Songs 2
A-Root-Chy-Cha
Hands up! (they echo &
do motion)
Wrists together! (they echo & do motion)
A-root-chy-cha, a-root-chy-cha,
a-root-chy-cha CHA!
A-root-chy-cha, a-root-chy-cha, a-root-chy-cha CHA!
Hands Up! (echo)
Wrists together! (echo)
Elbows In! (echo) (keep adding the motion)
A-root-chy-cha, a-root-chy-cha,
a-root-chy-cha CHA!
A-root-chy-cha, a-root-chy-cha, a-root-chy-cha CHA!
Hands Up! (echo)
Wrists together! (echo)
Elbows In! (echo)
Head back! (echo)
A-root-chy-cha, a-root-chy-cha,
a-root-chy-cha CHA!
A-root-chy-cha, a-root-chy-cha, a-root-chy-cha CHA!
(Keep going back to the
beginning, adding one motion each time and doing the "root-chy-cha" chorus.
During the chorus, kids are moving to the beat.)
Add:
Knees together....
Toes together....
Bottom out....
Eyes closed....
Tongue out.....
-- Thanks to Donna
Ransdell, Poway, CA
Salt and Pepper
My name is salt (clap
clap clap clap)
My name is pepper(clap clap clap clap)
I taste real good(clap clap clap clap)
I taste like pepper(clap clap clap clap)
When salt goes away(clap clap clap clap)
Pepper starts to cry wa wa wa wa
When salt comes back(clap clap clap clap)
We are together!
In this song, the
song leader sings (says) a line and the audience repeats the line. Keep the beat
by alternately slapping thighs and clapping hands:
Flea!
Flea Fly!
Flea Fly Mosquito!
Oh no no no no Mosquito!
Get that big bad bug with the bug spray!
PSSSSSSSSSSH (spray can sound)
Repeat three or more
times, each time a little faster.
Another Version:
Flea!
Flea Fly!
Flea Fly Flo!
Eenie, meenie, decimeenie, oo wall a wall a meenie!
Ex a meenie, zoll a meenie, oo wall a wall!
Beep billy ott in dotten oh bo ba beaten dotten shh!
Flea!
Flea fly!
Flea fly flow!
Kumalata kumalata kumalata veeslay!
Oh, no no no, not the veeslay.
Ich a mini, satch a mini, oo walla walla mini.
Des a mini, satch a mini, oo walla wall.
A beat billy oaten bobin obo a boatin bobin obo a boatin bobin boatin bobin
boatin bobin boatin bobin sssshhh...
Fleas (audience
repeats)
Fleas Flies (audience repeats)
Fleas Flies Mosquitos (audience repeats)
Calimine, calimine, calimine lotion
Oh no, no more calimine lotion
Itsy bitsy, teeny weeny, itty bitty
Nasty bitey mosquito -- SQUASH (squash is yelled at top of lungs)
Flea!
Flea Fly!
Flea Fly Flo!
Vista
Coo-ma-la, Coo-ma-la, Coo-ma-la Vista
Oh no-no, no, not the vista
Eenie, meenie, decimeenie, oo walla walla meenie!
Ex a meenie, zoll a meenie, oo walla wall!
Beep billy ott in dotten oh bo ba beaten dotten shh!
-- Thanks to Susan
Best, Ev Holm, Cathy Porter
The Pizza Chant
(This is a repeat after me chant)
Big
Big and Hot
Big, Hot and Juicy
Eatalota, Eatalota, Eatalota Pizza
Oh no more Italian pizza
Pepperoni, mushrooms, anchovies on the pizza
Mozzerella cheese, and Parmesan too
Cheese, doesn't matter kind of pizza,
Doesn't matter kind of pizza
Mmmm, Mmmm good!
Small
Small and cold
small, Cold and Moldy
Barfalota, Barfalota, Barfalota pizza
Oh no, 3 week old pizza
Doesn't matter kind of pizza,
doesn't matter kind of pizza
Mmmm, Mmmm good!
Whattatin Chew!
Bodo Skedetenat Whattatin Chew!
It's Skiddlin' Oatin' Dotin' Bodo Skedetenat Whattatin Chew!
Ishy Dishy Little Fishy, It's Skiddlin' Oatin' Dotin' Bodo Skedetenat Whattatin
Chew!
Itten Ditten Little Kitten, Ishy Dishy Little Fishy, It's Skiddlin' Oatin'>Dotin'
Bodo Skedetenat Whattatin Chew!
Oaten Doaten Little Boaten, Itten Ditten Little Kitten, Ishy Dishy Little Fishy,
It's Skiddlin' Oatin' Dotin' Bodo Skedetenat Whattatin Chew!
WHATTATIN CHEW!!!
-- Thanks to Craig McGarrah
The leader or leaders begin this song by starting the tempo by slapping their
thighs then clapping their hands. Then yell the following. Remember - this is an
echo song.
This is a repeat after me song
This is a repeat after me song (audiance echo)
(body)
Dog
Dog (audiance echo)
Dog - Cat
Dog - Cat (audiance echo)
Dog - Cat - Mouse
Dog - Cat - Mouse (audiance echo)
Froggie
Froggie (audiance echo)
Itty Bitty teeney weenie little greenie frogie
Itty Bitty teeney weenie little greenie frogie (audiance echo)
Jump, jump, jump little froggie
Jump, jump, jump little froggie (audiance echo)
Little greenie froggie eating all the bugs and spiders
Little greenie froggie eating all the bugs and spiders (audiance echo)
Fleas and flies are scrumpditllyitious
Fleas and flies are scrumpditllyitious (audiance echo)
Ribit ribit ribit ribit ribit ribit CROAK !
Ribit ribit ribit ribit ribit ribit CROAK ! (audiance echo)
(pause)
FASTER ! (speed up the tempo)
FASTER ! (audiance echo)
(repeat body)
(pause)
CUB SCOUT SPEED !! (speed up the tempo)
CUB SCOUT SPEED !! (audiance echo)
(repeat body)
(pause)
SUPER CUB SCOUT SPEED !!!! (Heres the tricky one)
SUPER CUB SCOUT SPEED !!!! (audiance echo)
Dog croak ! (one slap "Dog", One clap "Croak")
Sarasponda
Sarasponda, sarasponda,
sarasponda ret set set.
Sarasponda, sarasponda sarasponda ret set set.
A doray-oh, A doray boomday-oh.
A doray boomday ret set set, ah say pa say oh.
Boom-be-da, boom-be-da, boom-be-da, boomÉ
[Split group into 2
parts. Sing through together, then one group continues singing the "boom-be-da"
part, while the other sings through the verse. Then switch.]
Hey Lollee
(This is the classic campfire song for which you
make up verses as you go)
Hey Lollee, lollee,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
Hey Lollee, lollee,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
This is a crazy kind of song,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
You make it up as you go along,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
When calypso singers sing this song,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
It sometimes lasts the whole day long,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
First you invent a simple rhyme,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
Then another one to rhyme,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
While you catch on I'll sing a verse,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
Then you do one that's even worse,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
I know a boy named Sammy--C, (or use another name that rhymes)
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
He sings "Hey Lollee" in just one key,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
Tonight we've chosen another key,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
You won't be hearing from Sammy--C,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
He sings "Hey Lollee" day and night,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
It never seems to come out right,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
I know a man name Mr. Jones,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
When he sings, everybody groans,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
The singer you fast the getter it's tuff,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
To line up makes that you won't muff,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
Let's put this song back on the shelf,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
If you want anymore you can sing it yourself,
Hey Lollee, lollee, lo.
Clementine
In a
cavern, in a canyon, excavating for a mine,
Lived 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.
Drove she ducklings to the water every morning just at nine,
Hit her foot against a splinter, fell into the foaming brine.
Ruby lips above the water, blowing bubbles soft and fine,
Alas for me! I was no swimmer, so I lost my Clementine.
In a churchyard near the canyon, where the myrtle doth entwine,
There grow roses and other posies, fertilized by Clementine.
Then the miner, forty-niner, soon began to peak and pine,
Thought he oughter join his daughter, now he's with his Clementine.
In my dreams she still doth haunt me, robed in garments soaked in brine,
While in life I used to hug her, now she's dead I draw the line.
How I missed her, how I missed her, how I missed my Clementine,
Until I kissed her little sister, and forgot my Clementine.
Now ye Scouts all heed the warning to this tragic tale of mine,
Mouth-to-mouth resuscitation would have saved my Clementine.
The first verse is
almost spoken or narrated
There's an old
Australian stockman - lying, dying...
And he gets himself up onto one elbow
And turns to his mates who are all gathered around
And he says....
I'm going, Blue; this you gotta do,
I'm not gonna pull through, Blue, so this you gotta do . . .
Chorus:
Tie me kangaroo down, sport
Tie me kangaroo down.
Tie me kangaroo down, sport
Tie me kangaroo down.
Watch me wallabies feed, mate
Watch me wallabies feed.
They're a dangerous breed, mate
So, watch me wallabies feed.
(chorus)
Let me wombats go loose, Bruce,
Let me wombats go loose.
They're of no further use, Bruce,
So let me wombats go lose.
(chorus)
Keep me cockatoo cool, curl
Keep me cockatoo cool.
Don't go actin' the fool, curl
Just keep me cockatoo cool.
(chorus)
Take me koala back, Jack
Take me koala back.
He lives somewhere out on the track, Mack
So, take me koala back.
(chorus)
Mind me platypus duck, Bill
Mind me platypus duck.
Don't let him go running amuck, Bill
Just, mind me platypus duck.
(chorus)
Play your digeridoo, Blue
Play your digeridoo.
(Dying) Like, keep playing it 'til I shoot through, Blue
Play your digeridoo.
(chorus)
Tan me hide when I'm dead, Fred
Tan me hide when I'm dead.
So, we tanned his hide, when he died, Clyde
And that's it hangin' on the shed.
(chorus)
-- Thanks to Lew Orans
This is a very old
folk song. I present here the Scout version and a published version -- you will
understand the difference. This song is structured like the 12 Days of
Christmas, in that it builds as the verses progress, until at the end, the
singers respond with all 12 lines. It is not sung to a "stock" tune -- you will
have to find someone who knows it to learn the tune.
Here is how the
Scout version begins:
Leader:
I'll sing you one ho
Group: Green grow the rushes ho,
What is your one ho?
Leader: One is one and all alone and ever more shall be it so.
That is the basic
form. Here is the second round:
Leader:
I'll sing you two ho
Group: Green grow the rushes ho,
What is your two ho?
Leader: Two, two little Boy Scouts, Clothed them all in green ho (or
Cub Scouts in Blue)
Leader and Group: One is one and all alone and ever more shall be it so
So, you can see how
it goes. Here are the other 10 lines:
Twelve for the Twelve
Apostles
Eleven for the eleven who went to Heaven
Ten for the Ten Commandments
Nine for the night (nine??) bright shiners
Eight for the April rainers
Seven for the seven stars in the sky
Six for the six proud walkers
Five for symbols at your door
Four for the Gospel makers
Three, three the rivals
According to "Rise
Up Singing" published by Sing Out publications the song was first printed in
"English Country Songs" by Broadwood and Maitland in 1893. Here are the lyrics:
One is one and all
alone and evermore shall be
2, 2 the lily white boys, clothed all in green-o
3, 3 the rivals
4 for the Gospel makers
5 for the symbols at your door
6 for the 6 proud walkers
7 for the 7 stars in the sky
8 for the April raiders
9 for the 9 bright shiners
10 for the 10 Commandments
11 for the 11 that went up to heaven
12 for the 12 Apostles
-- Thanks to Bruce E.
Cobern, Larry Ruh and Jeffrey Ross
Once a jolly swagman
camped by a billabong,
Under the shade of a coolibah tree,
And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boiled
You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me.
Chorus:
Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda,
You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me,
And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boiled,
You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me.
Down came a jumbuck to drink at that billabong,
Up jumped the swagman and grabbed him with glee,
And he sang as he shoved that jumbuck in his tuckerbag
You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me.
Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda,
You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me,
And he sang as he shoved that jumbuck in his tuckerbag,
You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me.
Up rode the squatter mounted on his thoroughbred,
Down came the troopers - one, two, three,
Whose that jolly jumbuck you've got in your tuckerbag?
You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me.
Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda,
You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me,
Whose that jolly jumbuck you've got in your tuckerbag?
You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me.
Up jumped the swagman, and sprang into the billabong,
You'll never catch me alive said he,
And his ghost may be heard as you pass by that billabong
You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me.
Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda,
You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me,
And his ghost may be heard as you pass by that billabong,
You'll come a waltzing Matilda with me.
Traditional Australian - almost became the official national anthem a few
years ago. Pity it didn't! The chosen song is full of pomp and ceremony, fancy
words and downright rubbish.
I [David Morrison]
can explain some of the Australianisms if you wish.
-- Thanks to David
Morrison, Manager, Networks and Comms, Uni of Newcastle, Australia
(A.B. Paterson)
Oh, There was once a
swagman camped in a billabong
Under the shade of a coolabah tree
And he sang as he looked at his old billy boiling
"Who'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me?
Who'll come a Waltzing Matilda, my darling,
Who'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me
Waltzing Watilda and leading a water-bag
Who'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me.
Down came a jumbuckto
drink at the water hole
Up jumped the swagman and grabbed him in glee
And he sang as he stuffed him away in his tuckerbag
"You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me."
(Repeat Chorus)
Down came the squatter, a riding on his thoroughbred
Down came policemen, One, two and three
"Whose is the jumbuck you've got in your tuckerbag
You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me."
(Repeat Chorus)
But the swagman, he up and he jumped in the water hole
Drowning himself by the Coolabah tree
And his ghost may be heard as it sings in the billibong
"Who'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me?"
(Repeat Chorus)
-- Thanks to Jim Moriarty
