Boy Scout Troop 68, Melrose, MN


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Boy Scout Troop 68's
Favorite Campfire Songs


Baby Bumble Bee
Camp Grenada II
Dirty Sock Song
God Bless My Underwear
Shaving Cream
Vista



<>BABY BUMBLE BEE<>
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       I've caught myself a baby bumble bee
       Won't my Mommy be so proud of me?
       I've caught myself a baby bumble bee...
       Ouch! It stung me!

       I'm squashing up my baby bumble bee
       Won't my Mommy be so proud of me?
       I'm squashing up my baby bumble bee...
       Ew! What a mess!

       I'm licking up my baby bumble bee
       Won't my Mommy be so proud of me?
       I'm licking up my baby bumble bee...
       Ugh! I feel sick!

       I'm barfing up my baby bumble bee
       Won't my Mommy be so proud of me?
       I'm barfing up my baby bumble bee...
       Oh! Another mess!

       I'm mopping up my baby bumble bee
       Won't my Mommy be so proud of me?
       I'm mopping up my baby bumble bee...
       Mommy, aren't you proud of me?

       The motions:  Usually it is sung in a circle, so you can see everyone doing the motions - a big part of the fun! It is best if everyone is standing, but not necessary. 
       Verse 1: Hands are cupped together as if carrying a captured bee. You walk in place and swings hands back and forth as you sing, in time to the music, until you get to the exclamation (Ouch!).  Here you stop all movement to emphasize the statement, with an appropriate "unfair of the bee" face. Movement begins again with... 
       Verse 2: Hands are mashed together, back and forth in time to the music, as if squashing the bee. Again movement stops with exclamation (Ew!) as hands are looked at with "icky" faces on...Then 
       Verse 3: While singing (tricky!) hands are pretended to be licked - keeping the hands flat and moving them with a sweeping motion down in front of the mouth, in time to the music. Movement stops with "Ugh!" as "sick" faces are shown and stomachs are held. 
       Verse 4: While still holding stomachs, "bob" up and down from the waist, in time to the music, to simulate barfing. (Oooo, this is fun!) When the "Oh" sounds, "more work" faces are worn. 
       Verse 5: With "mops" in hand, scrub the floor in time to the music. When the "Mommy" is reached, "mops" are held upright and to the side (like the pitchfork in the famous painting.) with the other hand on the hip and the head turned a little on its side.
 

 

CAMP GRENADA II

Hello Mudda. Hello father. I am back at Camp Grenada.
And I’m writing you this letter just to say my compound fracture’s getting better.
No one here knows where my trunk is.  And my bunk is where the skunk is.
And I guess the food’s improving, cause the little black things in it are not moving.

The camp nurse here is quite a swimmer.  She says swimming makes you slimmer.
Her name’s Mrs. Pelagreeny. Have you ever seen a whale in a bikini?
All our bathrooms have such thin doors.  Gee, I wish they’d move them indoors.
We’re all tired of  Mother Goose here, so next Friday night they’re having Lenny Bruce here.
 

Let me stay, oh Mudda, Father, let me stay. I love Grenada.
Every night the campfire’s keen. Oh ma, please send some Ovalteen. 
Let me stay up here in Mother Nature’s land, and tip toe through the tulips grand.
To leave would be a shame. Besides, I’d miss the poker game.
 

Please don’t worry fadda, mudda. I’ll take care of little brudda.
He plays ball here, and he rows here, and I hope they teach him how to blow his nose here.
He wakes up at half past six and walks directly to the quicksand.
He was lonely. Now he’s better. He’s like all of us except his bed is wetter.

 
 

THE DIRTY SOCK SONG

(Refrain)
Ga ding dong dong dong dong,
Ga ding dong dong dong dong dong dong
Ga ding dong.

1)  (Name) don’t wear no socks.    Ga ding dong.
I was there when he/she took them off.    Ga ding dong.
He/she threw them into the air.    Ga ding dong.
Now the birds are on Medicare.

2)  (Name) don’t wear no socks.    Ga ding dong.
I was there when he/she took them off.    Ga ding dong.
He/she threw them on a wire.    Ga ding dong.
That’s what started the Chicago Fire.

3)  (Name) don’t wear no socks.    Ga ding dong.
I was there when he/she took them off.    Ga ding dong.
He/she threw them against the wall.    Ga ding dong.
Now the roaches refuse to crawl.

4)  (Name) don’t wear no socks.    Ga ding dong.
I was there when he/she took them off.    Ga ding dong.
He/she throw them in the garbage can.    Ga ding dong.
Killed three rats and the garbage man.

5)  (Name) don’t wear no socks.    Ga ding dong.
I was there when he/she took them off.    Ga ding dong.
He/she threw them into the tent.    Ga ding dong.
Now the tent has an awful scent.

6)  (Name) don’t wear no socks.    Ga ding dong.
I was there when he/she took them off.    Ga ding dong.
He/she threw them against the tree.    Ga ding dong.
Now the dogs all refuse to ....

 
 

GOD BLESS MY UNDERWEAR
(tune:  God Bless America)

God bless my underwear
My Only pair.
Stand beside them, and guide them,
As they sit in a heap by the chair.
From the washer, to the dryer,
To my backpack, to my rear,
God bless my underwear, my only pair.
God bless my underwear, or i"ll be bare.
God bless my underwear
That I wear down there.
I outgrow them, then throw them,
Those who wear them will never be square
When the bully, gives a wedgie
Pray that they won’t ever tear
God bless my underwear, my only pair.
God bless my underwear, or I’ll need to share

 

SHAVING CREAM

1)  I have a sad story to tell you.
It may hurt your feelings a bit.
Last night when I walked in my bathroom
I stepped in a big pile of ...

(Refrain)
Shaving cream
Be nice and clean
Shave every day and you’ll always look keen.

2)  I think I’ll break off with my girlfriend.
Her antics are queer, I’ll admit.
Each time I say, “Darling, I love you.”
She tells me that I’m full of....

3)  Our baby feel out of the window.
You'd think that her head would be split.
But good luck was with her that morning.
She fell in a barrel of....

4)  When I was in France with the Army
One day I looked into my kit.
I thought I would find me a sandwich.
But the darn thing was loaded with....

5)  And now folks, my story is ended.
I think it is time I should quit.
If any of you feel offended
Stick your head in a barrel of....

 
 

VISTA

Vee.
Vee vi.
Vee vi vo.
Vista.
Cumallotta cumallotta cumallotta Vista.
Ah na na na na na vista.
Esseemeenie desseemeenie, koala walla meenie.
Yip bap biddildee bang  Ting tang tung, oh yea!

(Repeat faster each time.)


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