Contents

The Bear
Be Prepared
Bill Grogan’s Goat (follow along)
Blowin' in the Wing
Boom Boom
Boom Chick a Boom (repeat after me)
Bumble Bee
Battle Hymn
Battle of New Orleans
Battle Cry of Freedom (also see It Ain't Gonna Rain No More)
Bicycle Built for Two
Be Kind to your Web Footed Friends
Birds in the Wilderness
Baby Beluga
Barges

The Bear

This is a different kind of
repeat after me song
I sing a line,
Then you sing a line
At the end of the verse,
We all sing the verse again.

Leader: The other day
Scouts: The other day
Leader: I saw a bear
Scouts: I saw a bear
Leader: A great big bear
Scouts: A great big bear
Leader: a way up there
Scouts: a way up there

Leader and scouts:
The other day
I saw a bear
A great big bear
a way up there

(similarly for the
remaining verses)

I looked at him
He looked at me
I sized him up
He sized up me

He said to him
"Why don’t you run?
I see you ain’t
Got any gun."

"That/s a good idea.
Now come on feet,
Let’s up and fleet!"

And so I ran
away from there
But right behind
me was that bear.

But up ahead
I saw a tree
A great big tree
O glory me.

But the lowest branch
Was ten feet up,
I’d have to trust
My luck to jump.

And so I jumped
Into the air,
But I missed that branch
a way up there.

Now don’t you fret
And don’t you frown.
‘Cause I caught that branch
On the way back down.

That’s all there is,
There ain’t no more
Until I meet
That bear once more.

Be Prepared

Oh, Be prepared, prepared, prepared,
The motto of a true Scout;
Oh, Be prepared, prepared, prepared,
The motto of a Scout.
Prepared, prepared, the motto of a true Scout.
Prepared, prepared, the motto of a Scout

Bill Grogan's Goat (follow along)

Bill Grogan's goat, was feeling fine.
Ate three red shirts, right off the line.

Bill took a stick, gave him three whacks,
And tied him to, the railroad tracks.

The whistle blew, the train grew nigh;
Bill Grogan’s goat, was doomed to die.

He gave three moans, of mortal pain,
Barfed up those shirts, and flagged that train.

The Engineer, got out to see,
What in the world, this thing could be.

And when he saw, It was a goat,
Pulled out his knife, and cut it’s throat.

Now Billy Goat is really dead,
He went to heaven, without a head.

And when he got there, St. Peter said,
"Dear Billy Goat, where is your head?"

I do not know, I can not tell,
For all I know, It may be ...

Way down yonder in the paw paw patch
Way down yonder in the paw paw patch

(see Paw Paw Patch)

Blowin' in the Wind

1. How many roads must a man walk down,
Before they call him a man?
How many seas must a white dove sail,
Before she can sleeo in the sand?
How many times must the cannonballs fly,
Before they're forever banned?

CHORUS: The answer my friend,
Is blowing in the wind;
The answer is blowing in the wind.

2. How many years must some mountains exist,
Before they are swept to the sea?
How many years must some people exist,
Before they're allowed to be free?
How many times can a man turn his head,
And pretend that he just doesn't see?

3. How many times must a man look up,
Before they are swept to the sea?
How many ears must one man have,
Before he can hear people cry?
How many deaths will it take 'till he knows
That too many people have died?

Boom Boom

Boom boom gee it's great to be Scouting.
Boom boom gee it's great to be outing.
Hiking and camping all day long.
Boom boom gee it's great to be Scouting.

Boom Chick a Boom (repeat after me)

This is a repeat after me song
This song has a beat
And it goes like this
(slap thighs, clap hands,...till end of song)
Are you ready?
Al right!
Here we go!
I say, Boom chicka boom.
I say, Boom chicka boom.
I say, Boom chicka-racka, chicka-racka, chicka boom.
Oh, yeah!
Un - huh,
One more time ...

Southern style
Sexy
Rock Out
Real Loud
Real High
British Style
Dracula
Whisper
Real Soft
Real Deep

Bumble Bee

I’m bring home a baby bumble bee,
Won’t my mommy be so proud of me?
I’m bring home a baby bumble bee,
OUCH! He stung me!

I’m smashing up the baby bumble bee ...
Oooh, what a mess.

I’m licking up the baby bumble bee ...
Oooh, I feel sick.

I’m barfing up the baby bumble bee ...
Oh, what a mess.

I’m mopping up the baby bumble bee ...
All clean.

I’m bring home a baby bumble bee ...
(CLAP!) I got it before it got me!

Battle Hymn

1. Mine eyes have seen the glory
of the coming of the Lord;
He is trampling out the vintage
where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He has loosed the fateful lightning
of His terrible swift sword;
His truth is marching on.

CH: Glory, glory, halleluhat!
Glory, glory, halleluhat!
Glory, glory, halleluhat!
His truth is marching on

2. In the beauty of a stable
Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in His presence
that transfigures you and me,
And he died to make men holy,
Let us live to make men free;
While God is marching on.

Battle of New Orleans

1. In eighteen fourteen we took a little trip
Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip'.
We took a little bacon and we took a little beans,
And we net the bloody British near the town of New Orleans.

CH: We fired our guns and the British kept a comin'.
There waz-n't nigh as many as they wuz a while ago,
We fired once more and they began to runnin'.
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.

2. We looked down the river and we see'd the British come,
There must have been a hundred of 'em beating on the drums.
They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring,
While we stood behind our cotton bales and didn't say a thing.

3. Ol' Hickory said we could takem them by suprise,
If we didn't say a word 'til we looked 'em in the eye.
So we held our fire 'til we saw their faces well,
Then we opened up our squirrel gund and really gave them ... well ...

4. We fired our cannons 'til the barrel melted down,
So we grabbed an alligator and we fired another round,
We filled his belly with cannon balls and powdered his behind,
And when we lit the powder of the 'gator lost his mind.

5. They ran through the briar and they ran through the bramble and
They ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go.
They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch them,
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.

Battle Cry of Freedom

(also see It Ain't Gonna Rain No More)

CH: Hurrah for Mary! Hurrah for the Lamb!
Hurrah for the teacher, who couldn/t give a particle,
If all the Scouts at Pico Blanco went marching into Camp,
Shouting out the battle cry of freedom!

1. Mary had a little lamb, it's fleece as white as snow.
Shouting out the battle cry of freedom.
Everywhere that mary went, the lamb was sure to go.
Shouting out the battle cry of freedom.

2. Mary had a little lamb, its foot was black as soot. ...
And everywhere that Mary went, that sooty foot he put. ...

3. Mary had a little lamb, she tied it to a heather. ...
And everytime it turned around, I burned it's little setter. ...

4. Mary had a little lamb, she put it in a closet. ...
And everytime she let it out, it made a little deposit. ...

5. Mary had a little lamd, she fed it very well. ...
One day she fed it dynamite and blew it all to pieces. ...

6. Mary had a little lamb, she fed it castor oil. ...
And everytime it jumped the fence, it fertilized the soil. ...

7. Mary had a little lamb, her father shot it dead. ...
Now she takes her lamb to school, between two hunks of bread. ...

8. Mary had a little lamb, she put it on a shelf. ...
And everytime it wagged its tail, it spanked its little self. ...

9. Mary had a little lamb, you've heard this tale before. ...
But have you heard she passed the plate, and had a little more. ...

10. Mary had a steam boat, and the steamboat had a bell. ...
Mary went to heaven, and the steamboat went Toot! Toot! ...

11. Mary had a little lamb, the doctor was surprised. ...
When old McDonald had a farm, the doctor nearly died. ...

12. Mary had a sports car, and it was painted red. ...
Everywhere that Mary went, the cops picked up the dead. ...

13. Mary had a little lamb, she also had a bear. ...
I've often seen her little bamb, I've never seen her bare. ...

14. I eat my peas with honey, I've done it all my life. ...
It makes my peas taste funny, but it keeps them on my knife. ...

Bicycle Built for Two

Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer true.
I'm half crazy, o for the love of you.
It won't be a stylish marriage,
I can't afford a carriage,
But you'll look sweet, upon the seat,
Of a bicycle fuilt for two.

Davey, Davey, here is your answer true.
I'm not crazy, O for the love of you.
It must be a stylish marriage,
You must afford a carriage!
For I'll be slammed, if I'll be crammed,
On a bicycle built for two.

Be Kind to your Web Footed Friends

Be kind to your web footed friends,
For a duck may be somebody's monterh,
He lives all alone in the swamp,
In the cold and the damp.

Be kind to your web footed friends,
For one duck may be nearly like another,
But to the one that she loves,
She is the one, she is the one and only mother.

Birds in the Wilderness

Here we sit like birds in the wilderness,
Bired in the wilderness,
Birds in the wilderness,
Here we sit like birds in the wilderness,
Waiting for the rest to come.
Waiting for the rest to come.
Waiting for the rest to come.
Here we sit like birds in the wilderness,
Waiting for the rest to come.

Variations:

Bumps on a cedar log
Frogs on a lily pad
Flies on a garbage can
Effs in a frying pan

Baby Beluga

Baby beluga in the deep blue sea,
Swim so wild and you swim so free.
Heaven about you, sea below,
Just a little white whale on the go.

Baby beluga, baby beluga, is the water warm?
Is your mother home with you, so happy.

Way down yonder where the dolphins play,
Where they dive and splash all day,
The waves roll in and the waves roll out,
See the water squirting out of your spout.

Baby beluga, baby beluga, sing your little song,
Sing for all your friends, we like to hear you.

When it's late and you're home and fed,
Curling up snug in your waterbed.
Stars are shining and the moon is bright,
Good night, little whale, goodnight.

Baby beluga, baby beluga, with tomorrow's sun,
Another day has come, you'll soon be waking.

Baby beluga, baby beluga, is the water warm?
Is your mother home with you, so happy.

Actions: Hands together, make the shape of a small
whale jumping over the waves.

Barges

            Out of my window looking in the night,
            I can see the barges flickering light.
            Silently flows the river to the sea,
            And the barges too go silently.
            Barges, I would like to go with you;
            I would like to sail the ocean blue.
            Barges, have you treasures in your hold?
            Do you fight with pirates brave and bold?

            Out of my window looking in the night,
            I can see the barges flickering light.
            Starboard shines green and port is glowing red,
            You can see them flickering far ahead.
            Barges, I would like to go with you;
            I would like to sail the ocean blue.
            Barges, have you treasures in your hold?
            Do you fight with pirates brave and bold?

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