SONGS

Trainer's Song
Crossroads of America
(Tune: You Are My Sunshine)

We are your trainers, your happy trainers

We bust our tails to make your day.

We give you handouts and fundamentals,

So get on board, and help us lead the way.

We are your trainers, your happy trainers.

We bust our tails to make your day.

We are ambitious and mighty makers.

Of leaders who walk the Scouting way!

How Much is That Doggie in the Window?
York Adams Area Council

How much is that doggie in the window? (arf! arf!)
The one with the waggley tail
How much is that doggie in the window? (arf! arf!)
I do hope that doggie's for sale

I must take a trip to California
And leave my poor sweetheart alone
If he has a dog, he won't be lonesome
And the doggie will have a good home

How much is that doggie in the window? (arf! arf!)
The one with the waggley tail
How much is that doggie in the window? (arf! arf!)
I do hope that doggie's for sale

I read in the paper there are robbers (roof! roof!)

With flashlights that shine in the dark
My love needs a doggie to protect him
And scare them away with one bark

I don't want a bunny or a kitty
I don't want a parrot that talks
I don't want a bowl of little fishies [Try our Swim with the Goldfish activity!]
He can't take a goldfish for a walk

How much is that doggie in the window? (arf! arf!)
The one with the waggley tail
How much is that doggie in the window? (arf! arf!)
I do hope that doggie's for sale
I do hope that doggie's for sale

Note:
Arf! Arf! sounds like a small dog.
Roof! Roof! sounds like a bigger dog.

Ghost With One Black
York Adams Area Council

Cast: Ghost, 3 Pedestrians

Setting: City Street

#1: (Bends over; picks up coin.) Wow! A loony!

Ghost: (Comes out; scary voice.) I am with one black eye!  (#1 scared; drops loony; runs away)

#2: (Bends over; picks up coin.) Wow! A dollar!

Ghost: (comes out) I am the Ghost with eye!

(#2 scared; drops dollar; runs away)

#3: (Bends over; picks up coin.) Wow! Money!

Ghost: (Comes out.) I am the Ghost with eye!

#3: Keep it up, and you'll get another!

That’s Why We’re In Cub Scouting

(Tune: Deep in the Heart of Texas)
National Capital Area Council

The fun things in life

Our family’s delight!

(Clap hands 4 times)

That’s why we’re in Cub Scouting!

We do our best

To pass each test.

(Clap hands 4 times)

That’s why we’re in Cub Scouting!

Shipwrecked Cub Scouts: 
(Tune: Gilligan’s Island Theme)
National Capital Area 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 a 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 at 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.

I've Got Sixpence
National Capital Area Council

I've got sixpence,

Jolly, jolly sixpence.

I've got sixpence

To last me all my life.

I've got tupence to spend

and tupence to lend,

and tupence to send home to my wife, poor wife.

Chorus:

No cares have I to grieve me.

No pretty little girls to deceive me.

I'm as happy as a lark, believe me,

As we go rolling rolling home.

Rolling home, (rolling home),

Rolling home, (rolling home),

By the light of the silvery moon.

Happy as the day, that we line up for our pay,

as we go rolling, rolling home.

I've got fourpence,

jolly, jolly fourpence,

I've got fourpence

to last me all my life.

I've got tupence to spend

and tupence to lend,

and no pence to send home to my wife, poor wife.

Chorus

I've got tupence,

jolly, jolly tupence,

I've got tupence

to last me all my life.

I've got tupence to spend

and no pence to lend,

and no pence to send home to my wife, poor wife.

Chorus

I've got no pence,

jolly, jolly no pence,

I've got no pence

to last me all my life.

I've got no pence to spend

and no pence to lend,

and no pence to send home to my wife, poor wife

Chorus

David L. was kind enough to send more Native American Songs and many other idea.  Yes, these are just a bit late (sorry for that, but our computer problems loused up that issue), but still could be kept in your Pack Library if you have a theme section.  I am keeping everything he sent together here to make copying it and transferring it to another area easier for you.

Walrus Song
Indian Nations Council, 1994 Pow Wow

 

(When doing this song you should have male, female alternating in the line up, use as many people as you wish, kids love to see adults do this song.  Tell story part, only sing chorus.)

Off in the frozen tundra of the northern Arctic Circle lived a tribe of brave Eskimos. Every year, just before the ravages of the cruel and biting winter, the hunters of the tribe would set forth on a great hunt for the walrus. The other members of the tribe would stand on the shore as their valiant hunters paddled off in their kayaks. But! Eskimos, they don't paddle like we do they paddle like this: (fold arms on top of each other, hands touching elbows and wiggle up and down and side to side together while singing chorus)

Chorus
Hey, tacoma misha waukee.
Hey, tacoma misha waukee.
Hey, tacoma misha waukee.
Aukie tauka oooma, aukie tauka oooma,
Hey diddle, hi diddle, ho diddle, hey
(Note - Last word sometimes changes).

 

As the hunters approached the ice floes, they had to search the horizon for signs of the great walrus. But!  Eskimos, they don't search like we do, they search like this: (starting with right hand, place hand on left side of face with palm of hand facing up going across forehead, lean to left with body crossing to right side, reverse hands and go other direction at the end of each line of chorus when you get to last two lines of chorus do paddling motion from above)

Chorus

And off in the distance were a herd of walrus or walruses (anyway there was a bunch of them). The hunters finally spotted the walrus off in the distance and the leader pointed them out to the other hunters.  But! Eskimos, they don't point like we do, they point like this: (put hand on forehead like above and put other arm thru the loop in first arm, lean body as above and go other direction at the end of each line of chorus, don't forget paddling motion on last two lines of chorus)

Chorus:
The hunters carefully paddled close enough to get a good shot off at the walrus.  Each hunter took careful aim and prepared to shoot his walrus.  But!  Eskimos, they don't shoot like we do, they shoot like this: (put hands together, arms straight out starting at left swing to right then shoot at end of each swing by saying boom while raising arms in the air, reverse directions on each line of chorus, remember to paddle at end, use your imagination while paddling)

Chorus

Since the Eskimos are very good marksmen, each hunter managed to get his own walrus.  They stepped out onto the ice floe and prepared to carry their walrus back to their kayaks. But! Eskimos, they don't carry their walrus the way we do, they carry them like this: (start at left with both hands act like lifting up walrus while moving to right, at top of swing throw down walrus in kayaks, make noise of walrus hitting bottom, remember to paddle.)

Chorus

The happy Eskimos paddled their heavy kayaks back to their village. The villagers waved to the mighty hunters as they approached the shore. But!  Eskimos, they don't wave like we do, they wave like this: (place back of right wrist at waist level palm up, wiggle hands up and down while swinging as above, remember to paddle)
Chorus

The hunters were very excited about the reception they received, but they were especially glad to be home to their wives. They all ran to kiss their wives. But! Eskimos, they don't kiss like we do, they kiss like this: (two people face each other with arms held straight out to their sides, while acting like they are rubbing noses, change back and forth with people behind you at each line of chorus, paddle at end)

Chorus

Zulu Warrior

Ay kumma zimba zimba zia
Ay kumma zimba zimba zee
Ay kumma zimba zimba zia
Ay kumma zimba zimba zee
See him there, the Zulu watrrior
See him there, the Zulu Chief,
Chief, Chief, Chief
The music for Zulu Warrior is in Creative Campfires.

The following is on the web in many places

An Indian Version Of The Twenty-third Psalm
Author Unknown

The Great Father above a shepherd Chief is.
I am His and with Him I want not.
He throws out to me a rope and
the name of the rope is love and
He draws me to where the grass is green
and the water not dangerous,
and I eat and lie down and am satisfied.
Sometimes my heart is very weak and falls down but
He lifts me up again and draws me into a good road.
His name is WONDERFUL.
Sometime, it may be very soon,
it may be a long, long time.
He will draw me into a valley.
It is dark there, but I'll be afraid not,
for it is in between those mountains
that the Shepherd Christ will meet me
and the hunger that I have in my heart
all through this life will be satisfied.
He gives me a staff to lean upon.
He spreads a table before me
with all kinds of foods.
He puts His hand upon my head
and all the "tired" is gone.
My cup He fills till it runs over.
What I tell is true. I lie not.
These roads that are "away ahead"
will stay with me through this life and after;
and afterwards I will go to live
in the Big Tepee and sit down
with the Shepherd Chief forever.