NaBloPoMo #13- Camp Songs

I grew up going to Girl Scout camp. Mom was a leader, so I think I went even before I was the right age for the troop. I loved everything about camp- the Kaper charts (which I modeled our Soccer camp meals on,) the Saturday Night Hunch Munch (pasta and meat sauce,) the hikes- but I especially loved the bus ride to Camp Kaufman and back. That's when we sang songs. For hours. Much to the bus driver's dismay.

I loved those songs.

But I can only remember a handful.

And I taught the ones I could remember to the kids at our Soccer Camp trip last year. Now they're on my blog, so I will never forget them!

Like this one, complete with hand motions:

A boy and a girl in a little canoe

With the moon shining all around

And as he paddles his paddle

You couldn't even hear a sound

So they talked, and they talked

Till the moon grew dim

Said you better kiss me or get out and swim

So what you gonna do in a little canoe

With the moon shinin' all a

A boy paddli' all a

A girl swimmin' all around!

Oh yeah? (kiss kiss) oh yeah!

Then there's everyone's favorite repeat-after-me-song:

The other day, I met a bear

Up in the woods, oh way up there,

The other day, I met a bear
Up in the woods, oh way up there.

He said to me, why don't you run?

I see you ain't got any gun!

He said to me, why don't you run?
I see you ain't got any gun!

And so I ran away from there

And right behind me came that bear

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

Ahead of me there was a tree

A great big tree- Oh Lordy Me!

Ahead of me there was a tree
A great big tree- Oh Lordy Me!

The nearest branch was ten feet up

I'd have to jump and trust my luck.

The nearest branch was ten feet up
I'd have to jump and trust my luck.

And so I jumped into the air,

And missed that branch oh way up there!

And so I jumped into the air,
And missed that branch oh way up there!

Now don't you fret and don't you frown.

I caught that branch on the way back down.

Now don't you fret and don't you frown.
I caught that branch on the way back down.

That's all there is, there ain't no more

Unless I meet that bear once more.

That's all there is, there ain't no more
Unless I meet that bear once more.

I sing the first part and everyone else sings the second part. The kids love this! EVERY time I sing it I think of all the good times I had with Mom and the Girl Scouts.

I learned the next song at Girl Scout training. I went on an overnight with GS trainers to learn how to (again) become a certified Camp Leader. Now I can take Zombiegirl's troop camping out to Camp Blue Bay in East Hampton and not lose any of the kids or set them on fire.

It's another repeat-after-me song:

There was a great big moose!

He liked to drink a lot of juice.

There was a great big moose!

He liked to drink a lot of juice.

Singin' oh way oh

Way oh way oh way oh way oh

Way oh way oh

Way oh way oh way oh way oh

The moose's name was Fred.

He liked to drink his juice in bed.

The moose's name was Fred.

He liked to drink his juice in bed.Singin' oh way oh

Way oh way oh way oh way oh

Way oh way oh

Way oh way oh way oh way oh

He drank his juice with care,

but he spilled some in his hair.

He drank his juice with care,

but he spilled some in his hair.

Singin' oh way oh

Way oh way oh way oh way oh

Way oh way oh

Way oh way oh way oh way oh

Now he's a sticky moose

'Cause he's all covered in juice!

Singin' oh way oh

Way oh way oh way oh way oh
Way oh way oh
Way oh way oh way oh way oh

There's a sticky moooooose

There's a sticky mooooose

Full of juuuuuice

Full of juuuuuice

On the looooooose

On the loooooose!

And Zombiegirl is going to teach us a song she learned at 4H camp:

Hey, Hey, Bo Diddley Bop
I gotta get back to my block
with a pizza in my hand
I’m gonna be a pizza man
pizza man
I’m gonna be a pizza man

Hey, Hey, Bo Diddley Bop
I gotta get back to my block
with my car keys in my hand
I’m gonna drive my Chevy van
Chevy van, pizza man,
I’m gonna be a pizza man

Hey, Hey, Bo Diddley Bop
I gotta get back to my block
with a basketball in my hand
I’m gonna be like Michael Jordan
Michael Jordan, Chevy van, pizza man
I’m gonna be a pizza man

Hey, Hey, Bo Diddley Bop

I gotta get back to my block
with some noonchucks in my hand
I’m gonna be like Jackie Chan
Jackie Chan, Michael Jordan, Chevy van, pizza man
I’m gonna be a pizza man
I’m gonna be... a... piz... za... man !

Each verse gets louder until they're screaming the last verse. Lovely

Two more songs- The Princess Pat and Shark Attack, these kid's will be singing them all year long. They sing them in the car when they all get together, while they're hiking, at soccer practice and once they sang the bear song in Chorus! They all looked at each other and laughed!

Tell me this isn't the stuff memories are made of!