SONGS

Lobster Mash

Santa Clara County Council

Tune – Monster Mash

I was down by the ocean late one night
When my eyes beheld an unusual sight
Hoards of lobsters began to rise
And suddenly to my surprise

(they did the mash) They did the lobster mash
(they did the mash) It was a seaside smash
(they did the mash) It caught on in a flash
(they did the mash) They did the lobster mash

From my front-row seat at sandcastle west
To the briny deep, beyond the wave crests
The fish all came from their humble abodes
To share in the dance and twinkle their toes

(they did the mash) They did the lobster mash
(they did the mash) It was a seaside smash
(they did the mash) It caught on in a flash
(they did the mash) They did the lobster mash

The dolphins were having fun, the party had just begun
The guests included Marlin and Nemo, his only son.

The scene was rocking, all were digging the sound
Of the lobster claws clicking as all twirled around.
The whales and jellyfish were starting to scream
When a wave crashed loudly, and I awoke from my dream

(of the mash) It was the lobster mash
(oh yes the mash) It was a seaside smash
(you know the mash) It was gone in a flash
(it was the mash) My dream lobster mash.

Give Me A Pond

Baltimore Area Council

Tune: Home On The Range               

Oh, give me a pond. on a hot summer's day.

Where the frogs and the crayfishies play.

I'll fish and I'11 swim: 'till it's time to go in;

Sopping wet. dripping all of the way.

Splish, splashing. I go.

All wet from my head to my toe.

Skipping stones 'cross the top;

Hope I never need stop;

I'm one happy-go-lucky. wet fellow!

Munching Mangos (Round)

Baltimore Area Council

Tune: Are You Sleeping

Munching Mangos, Munching Mangos

Mish Mash Mush. Mish Mash Mush.

Jump into the river.  Jump, into the river.

Splish, splash. splush. Splish, splash, splush.

Propel Your Craft

Baltimore Area Council

Tune: Row, Row, Row Your Boat

Propel, propel. propel your craft

Smoothly through the liquidy solution,

Ecstatically, ecstatically. ecstatically, ecstatically

Existence is but an illusion,

Water Sports

Baltimore Area Council

Tune: Yankee Doodle

Water sports are what we like.

For summer, spring and fall.

When summer comes you now must know.

We'll have a great big ball.

Chorus:

Cub Scouts always having fun,

Cub Scouts in the water,

Swimming, diving, fishing, too.

Safely like we "otter".

Rivers and lakes, oceans and streams,

And even swimming pools.

Back stroke, breaststroke, and butterfly,

We'll follow safety rules.

Chorus

Found a Geode

A Song for your Webelos Geologists

Baltimore Area Council

Tune: Clementine

Found a geode. found a geode

Found a geode last night.

Last night I found a geode.

Found a geode last night.

Here is a suggested series of verses to follow that one -

It was hollow (etc)

Broke it anyway (etc)

Full of crystals (etc)

Called a geologist (etc)

He examined it (etc)

Sold the geode (etc)

Went exploring (etc)

Started digging (etc)

Found a geode (etc)

and (etc., etc.)

BLOW YOUR BOAT

Circle Ten Council

Tune: Row, Row, Row your Boat

Blow, Blow, Blow your boat,

Fast along the waves.

Do your best, do your best,

We're the Cub Scout braves.

Blow, Blow, Blow your sail,

Passing others by

Do your best, do your best,

Aye-Aye-Aye

Shipwrecked Cub Scouts

Longhorn Council

Tune: Gilligan’s Island Theme

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 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.

Skin Diver’s Song

Longhorn Council

 Tune: Sailing, Sailing

Diving, diving, into the deep blue sea,
And many a fish we’ve scared away
On that you will agree.
Diving, diving, into the ocean blue,
With flippers, and mask and oxygen gas
We’ll have adventures true!

Popeye the Sailor Man

Santa Clara County Council

I’m Popeye, the sailor man.

I’m doing the best I can.

I eat all my spinach,

I fight to the finish.

I’m Popeye, the sailor man.

Jaws

Santa Clara County Council

Tune:  Do Re Mi

JAWS a mouth, a great big mouth

TEETH the things that make a crunch

BITE the friendly shark’s “Hello”

US his favorite juicy lunch

BLOOD that turns the ocean red

CHOMP oh what a tasty treat

GULP that means the shark’s been fed

That will bring us back to

JAWS! JAWS! JAWS! JAWS!