SONGS

Pirate Ship
Long Beach Area, Verdugo Hills, San Gabriel Valley Councils & Southern NJ Council

(actions in brackets)

When I was one (hold up one finger)
I sucked my thumb (suck your thumb)

I received this sing from several sources.  There were at least two versions to the chorus.  Take your choice.  CD

CHORUS

The day I went to sea, (make waves with a hand)
I climbed aboard a pirate ship (climb an invisible ladder)
And the Captain (salute) said to me,
We're going north, (stomp foot in front of you)
South, (stomp foot behind you)
East, (stomp foot to the right)
West, (stomp foot to the left)
And up the Irish sea, (two hands beside each other, palms facing out, make an "up" motion towards your head)
A bottle of Coke (drink from a bottle) to soothe my throat (rub your belly)
And that's the life for me!"

ALTERNATE CHORUS

And then I went to sea, (make waves with a hand)
I climbed aboard a pirate ship (climb an invisible ladder)
The Captain (salute) says to me,
We're going this way, (lean body left)
That way, (lean body right)
Forward, (lean forward)
Backward, (lean back)
Over the bounding main, (two hands in front, palms down making waves)
A bottle of Coke (raise arm pretending to hold a  bottle) to soothe my throat (drink from bottle help in hand)
And that's the life for me!" (raise a leg, slap knee)

When I was two (hold up two fingers)
 I tied my shoe (tie your shoe)

CHORUS

When I was three (hold up three fingers)
I scraped my knee (brush your knee)

CHORUS

Four: I shut the door (shut an imaginary door)
Five: I did the jive (?) (do a little dance)
Six: I picked up sticks (pick up sticks)
Seven: I looked at heaven (point upward, act 'angelic')
Eight: I closed the gate (close an imaginary gate)
Nine: I was doing fine (look impatient)
Ten: I did it again (look exasperated

Our Paddles Keen And Bright
Long Beach Area, Verdugo Hills, San Gabriel Valley Councils

A favorite from my days at No-Be-Bo-Sco.  Where is Golden Eddie when you need him??  CD

Our paddles keen and bright, flashing like silver,
Swift as the wild goose flies, dip, dip, and swing.

Dip, dip, and swing them back, flashing like silver,
Swift as the wild goose flies, dip, dip, and swing.

Sing two or three times through, with voices becoming louder and then softer-as though canoes were first approaching and then moving away. [Also may be sung as a round.]

Cub Scout Sailors
Baltimore Area Council
Tune - My Bonnie

The Cub Scouts sailed out on the ocean
One weekend with all of the pack.
They didn’t remember the compass.
Oh, please bring that Cub Scout pack back.

CHORUS:     Bring back, bring back,
Bring back those Cub Scouts to me, to me,
Bring back, bring back,
Bring those Cub Scouts to me.

They sailed ‘til they reached Honolulu.
They landed with nobody hurt.
They went to a Hawaiian luau.
Dressed up in blue-gold flowered shirts.

CHORUS

They headed back home one gray morning.
Got caught in a bad hurricane.
The last report that we had of them,
They were sighted in waters off Spain.

CHORUS

The Seamen Sailed out to Sea
Baltimore Area Council
Tune: “The Bear Went Over The Mountain”

The seamen sailed out to sea,
The seamen sailed out to sea,
The seamen sailed out to sea,
To see what they could see.
To see what they could see,
To see what they could see,
The seamen sailed out to sea,
To see what they could see.

The sea is all they saw,
The sea is all they saw,
The sea is all they saw,
See, all they saw was sea.

The sea surged over the seamen,
the sea surged over the seamen
The sea surged over the seamen,
So all they saw was sea.
So all they saw was sea,
So all they saw was sea,
Since the sea surged over the seamen,

All they saw was sea.
See saw seamen,
Sea sick seamen,
See saw seamen,
See sawing on the sea.

See sawing on the sea
See sawing on the sea
See sawing on the sea
Seasick seamen
Seasick seamen
Seasick seamen
We saw seasick seamen
See sawing on the sea

Seasick seamen
Seasick seamen
Seasick seamen
So now it’s sea sick me!

Ship on the Sea
Baltimore Area Council
Tune: “The Farmer In The Dell”

The ship on the Sea,
The ship on the sea,
High o’er the waves we go.
The ship on the sea.

The ship picks the captain, (etc.)

The captain picks the sailor, (etc.)

The sailor picks the pole, (etc.)

The pole picks the line, (etc.)

The line picks the hook, (etc.)

The hook picks the worm, (etc.)

The. worm picks the fish, (etc.)

The fish got away. (etc.)

There's a Hole in the Bottom of the Sea

I have had a lot of versions of this song over the years.  One even wound up with atoms on the tires on the  truck on the hair on the frog.  This is great action song and don’t be afraid to improvise.  CD

Sam Houston Area Council

There's a hole in the bottom of the sea,
There's a hole in the bottom of the sea,
There's a hole, There's a hole,
There's a hole in the bottom of the sea

 (in the first verse with hands make a horizontal hole, point down, wiggle fingers as sea water)

There's a whale in the hole at the bottom of the sea,
There's a whale in the hole at the bottom of the sea,
There's a whale, there's a whale,
There's a whale in the hole at the bottom of the sea

 (add to actions a large circle in air for whale)

There's a tail on the whale in the hole at the bottom of the sea...etc.

 (add to actions a wave upwards of the arm)

There's a bone in the tail on the whale in the hole at the bottom of the sea ...etc.

 (add to actions a chop action by side of one hand onto other hand)

There's a nerve in the bone in the tail on the whale in the hole at the bottom of the sea ... etc.

 (add to actions a shiver of body)

CUB SAILORS
Sam Houston Area Council
Tune:  My Bonnie Lies Over the Ocean

The Cub Scouts sailed out on the ocean,
One weekend with all of the pack.
They didn’t remember the compass.
Oh please bring that Cub Scout pack back

Chorus

Bring back, bring back,
Bring back those Cub Scouts back home to me.
Bring back, bring back,
Bring those Cub Scouts to me.
They sailed till they reached Honolulu.
They landed with nobody hurt.
They went to a Hawaiian luau.
Dressed up in blue and gold grass skirts.

Chorus

They headed back home one gray morning.
Got caught in a bad hurricane.
The last report that we heard of them,
They were sighted off the coast of Spain.

Chorus

Scout Wetspers
Sam Houston Area Council
tune: Oh Tannenbaum

Softly fall the rains today,as our campsite floats away
Silently, each Scout should ask
Have I tied my tent flaps down?
Learned to swim so I won't drown?
Have I done, and will I try, everything to keep me dry?

THAT SEASICK FEELING
Sam Houston Area Council
(Tune:  You’ve Lost that Loving Feeling)

We always close our eyes,
When we’re sailing on the seas.
And there’s some shakiness
Going on down in my knees.
We’re trying hard not to show it (baby).
But inside, inside we know it.

Chorus

We’ve got that seasick feeling,
Oooh, that seasick feeling.
We’ve got that seasick feeling,
I’ve got a stomach-ache
As I stagger toward the rail
And if I must get sick
I hope I don’t barf on a whale.
You know I just feel like crying (baby).
Cause something in my stomach is dying.

Chorus

The Twelve Days of Halloween
Baltimore Area Council
Tune:  The Twelve Days of Christmas

On the first day of Halloween
My mother gave to me:
An owl in an old dead tree.

On the second day of Halloween
My mother gave to me:
Two trick or treaters....
And an owl in an old dead tree.

...Three black cats....
...Four skeletons....
... Five — scary — spooks —....
...Six goblins gobbling....
...Seven pumpkins glowing....
...Eight monsters shreiking....
...Nine Ghosts a-booing....
...Ten ghouls a-groaning....
...Eleven masks a-leering....

On the Twelfth day of Halloween
My mother gave to me:
Twelve bats a-flyin,
Eleven masks a-leering,
Ten ghouls a-groaning,
Nine Ghosts a-booing,
Eight monsters shrieking,
Seven pumpkins glowing,
Six goblins gobbling,
Five — scary — spooks —,
Four skeletons,
Three black cats,
Two trick or treaters,
And an owl in an old dead tree.

Nova Scotia
Long Beach Area, Verdugo Hills, San Gabriel Valley Councils

 The sun was setting in the west,
the birds were singing on every tree;
all of nature seemed inclined to rest,
but still there was no rest for me.

CHORUS:
So farewell to Nova Scotia, your sea bound coast,
let your mountains dark and dreary be;
For when I am far away on the briny ocean tossed,
will you ever heave a sigh or a wish for me?

I grieve to leave my native land;
I grieve to leave my comrades all;
and my aged parents who I hold so dear,
and the bonny, bonny lass that I do adore.

CHORUS

The drums do beat, the wars do alarm,
the captain calls, we must obey;
So farewell, farewell, to Nova Scotia's charms,
for it's early in the morning I am far, far away.

CHORUS

I have three brothers, and they are at rest,
their arms are folded on their breast;
But a poor simple sailor just like me,
must be tossed and driven on the deep blue sea.

CHORUS