SONGS
Shipwrecked Cub Scouts
(Tune: Gilligan's Island Theme)
Northwest Suburban Council
Our pack set sail on the sea one day,
In search of coins of gold
A group of hearty Cub Scouts,
And leaders true and bold.
The weather started getting rough,
The tiny ship was tossed.
If not for the courage of our Cubmaster,
The whole pack would be lost.
Our boat touched ground on a rocky isle
And up walked a tall old man.
He tossed a towel to dry us off,
And raised high his right hand.
He said "You're s sharp pack of Cub Scouts,
Your courage brave and sure,
To sail out on a sea like this
On a Scouting Adventure.
He gave directions to get home.
We set sail with good cheer.
We reached home with the setting sun,
And tied up to the pier.
We looked in the bottom of the boat
And saw the old man's towel.
His name was stitched along the hem,
The name was Baden-Powell.
By Jim Denny
Trip Across The U.S.A.
(Tune Yankee Doodle)
Trapper Trails Council
I’ve always thought good citizens
Should try to see their country
But the Army don’t appeal to me
And I don’t have much money
So I built a vehicle
With imagination
Then I sat and mapped my route
To go and see the nation
In Utah all the wheels went flat
But the engine still was roaring
So I chopped some trees and made some wings
And then we went of soaring
We flew over the rocky mounts
And right into Wisconsin
But then I heard a sputtering sound
And landed on Lake Huron
I had to think of something now
We were sinking quickly
We had to get to the East Coast,
This was no time to feel sickly
I learned in Scouts that wood floats
I’d made the wings of Elms
So I cut a piece and changed things so
That now I had a helm
We made it all the way to shore,
And then 1 got to work
Since there was snow I’d hitch my pup
To pull me on to New York
I’m proud to say I’ve seen my country
Sea to shining sea!
From car to plane to sled
Just my trusty pup and me!
It’s been an interesting trip
But now I have new plans
Next I’ll work and build a ship
And then set sail for France
First I started in L A
In my new homemade jalopy
It had five wheels and a big seat
So I could bring my puppy.
Be Kind to Your Cub Scouting Friends
(Stars and Stripes Forever)
Indian Nations Council
Be kind to your Cub Scouting friends,
That's a pledge from one Scout to another.
Be kind to your leaders today,
Cause for helping they don't get paid.
Be kind to your neighbors and friends,
Cause by caring you follow Scouting's letter.
Cub Scouting and friendship are grand
And as we grow, the world will know,
We've made things better.
Something In My Pocket
Greater St. Louis Area Council
I have something in my pocket,
That I found behind a log,
My leader said to let it loose,
But I want to keep my frog.
It's cool and it's green and it's slimy,
And it squiggles in my hand,
I also have a wooly worm,
And a pocket full of sand.
America, America
Greater St. Louis Area Council
(Suggested as campfire closing, recessional. Leader sings verse once. Remainder joins in for second, third, etc. time as group follows the leader out of the campfire area. After three or four times through, just hum the tune.)
A-mer-i-ca, A-mer-i-ca,
How can I tell you how I feel?
You have giv-en me your treasures,
I love you so.
Fly Your Flag
Greater St. Louis Area Council
(Row Your Boat)
Fly, fly, fly your flag
On our holidays,
Be a loyal citizen
In this and other ways.
You’re a Grand Old Flag
Denver Area Council
You’re a grand old flag,
You’re a high-flying flag,
And forever in peace may you wave.
You’re the emblem of, the land I love,
The home of the free and the brave.
Every heart beats true for the red, white, and blue,
Where there’s never a boast or brag.
But should old acquaintance be forgot,
Keep your eye on the grand old flag.
This Land Is Your Land
York Adams Council
Chorus:
This land in your land, this land is my land,
From California, to the New York Island,
From the redwood forests to the Gulf Stream waters,
This land was made for you and me.
As I was walking, that ribbon of highway,
I saw above me that endless skyway,
I saw below me that Golden Valley,
This land was made for you and me.
Chorus:
I've roamed and rambled and I followed my footsteps,
To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts,
And all around me a voice was sounding,
This land was made for you and me.
Chorus:
I followed your low hills and I followed your cliff rims,
Your marble canyons and sunny bright waters,
This voice came calling, as the fog was lifting,
This land was made for you and me.
Chorus:
As the sun was shining and I was strolling,
Through the wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling,
I could feel inside me and see all 'round me
This land was made for you and me.
My Country Tis Of Thee
York Adams Council
Samuel F. Smith
My country, 'Tis of Thee,
Sweet land of liberty,
Of Thee I sing;
Land where my fathers died,
Land of the pilgrims' pride:
From every mountainside,
Let freedom ring.
Our fathers' God, to Thee,
Author of liberty,
To Thee we sing;
Long may our land be bright
With freedom's holy light;
Protect us by Thy might,
Great God, our King!
America
York Adams Council
O beautiful for spacious skies,
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain!
America! America!
God shed His grace on Thee,
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!
O beautiful for patriot dream
That sees beyond the years
Thine alabaster cities gleam
Undimmed by human tears!
America! America!
God shed His grace on Thee,
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!
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