CONTACT BALOO
Write to Baloo (Click Here) to offer contributions, suggest ideas, express appreciation, or let Commissioner Dave know how you are using the materials provided here. Your feedback is import. Thanks.
|
|
March 2006 Cub Scout Roundtable Issue |
Volume 12, Issue 8
April 2006 Theme |
Theme: Our Feathered Friends
Webelos: Sportsman and Family Member
Tiger Cub Activities |
SONGS
Ghost Chickens in the Sky
San Gabriel Valley, Long Beach, Verdugo Hills Councils
Tune - Ghost Riders in the Sky
The last time I did this song at a roundtable we made the Chicken (Turkey) Calls for the Bok, Bok, Boks. See Pack and Den activities for instructions CD
A Chicken farmer went out one dark and dreary day.
He rested by the coop as he went along his way.
When all at once a rotten egg hit him in the eye.
It was the sight he dreaded: Ghost Chickens in the Sky!
Chorus:
Bok, Bok, Bok, Bok.
Bok, Bok, Bok, Bok.
Ghost Chickens in the Sky!
The Farmer had raised chickens since he was 24,
Workin’ for the Colonel for 30 years or more,
Killing all those chickens and sending them to fry.
Now they want revenge….Ghost Chickens in the sky
Chorus
Their feet were black and shiny. Their eyes were burning red.
They had no meat or feathers. These chickens all were dead.
They picked the farmer up and he died by the claw.
They cooked him extra crispy, and ate him with cole slaw.
Chorus
Let’s All Sing Like the Birdies Sing
San Gabriel Valley, Long Beach, Verdugo Hills Councils
This song was suggested by San Gabriel Valley, Long Beach, Verdugo Hills Councils in their Pow Wow Book. It was written by Robert Hargreaves, Stanley J. Damerell and Tolchard Evans and © 1932.
It is familiar to anyone who has visited the Enchanted Tiki Room at Disneyland or Disney World.
The words and a midi file are available at the National Institutes of Health Kids Pages.
http://www.niehs.nih.gov/kids/lyrics/birdies.htm
The site is part of the Department of Health & Human Services website.
I did not print the song here because I could not verify it was in the Public Domain.
Into The Air Junior Bird Men
Sam Houston Area Council
Into the air junior bird men.
Into the air upside down.
Into the air junior bird men
With your noses to the ground.
And when you hear the grand announcement That your wings are made of tin,
You will know the junior bird men Have turned their box tops in.
For it takes five box tops, Four bottle bottoms, Three wrappers, Two labels,
And one thin dime. Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
Make sure you have the Cubs make the Junior Birdman masks with their hands. CD
I Love the Mountains
Sam Houston Area Council
5 -part round
I love the mountains, I love the rolling hills I love the flowers, I love the daffodils
I love the fireside, When all the lights are low
Boom de adda, boom de adda Boom de adda, boom de adda
Boom de adda, boom de adda Boom de adda, boom de adda
(repeat)
Bird Watcher
Heart of America Council
Tune: Popcorn Popping
I looked out my window and what did I see? A woodpecker pecking on my elm tree.
I turned my head and, right before my eyes,
A blue jay and a robin went flying by .
I could go anywhere and look around Birds fly’n everywhere or hop ’n on the ground
I guess it’s really true and it will always be
Birds flying everyday for you to see!
Cub Scout Bird Watchers
Heart of America Council
Tune: Hey, Look 'em Over
Cub Scouts are watching, Birds flying high,
Swooping and diving like Arrows in the sky.
Just watch them sail now, Soon they'll be gone,
Flying over mountains and lakes, and fields and ponds,
And in ever widening circles, Games in the air,
Wishing we Were with them, Their glory that we'd share.
Then we'd be friends with the Eagles,
And pals with swallows, too ,
Watch me swoop along Into the blue.
The Woodpecker
Heart of America Council
Tune: Turkey in the Straw
The woodpecker pecked out a little round hole, And made a house in the telephone pole.
One day when I watched, he poked out his head. And he had on a hood and collar of red.
When the streams of rain pour out of the sky, And the sparklers of lightening go flashing by,
And the big, big wheels of thunder roll, He can snuggle back in the telephone pole.
Be Kind To Your Web Footed Friends
Heart of America Council
Be kind to your web footed friends, For a duck may be somebody's mother,
Be kind to your friends in the swamp . Where the weather is always damp ,
You may think that this is the end. Well, it is!
And how many of you remember Mitch Miller leading this every week at the end of his television show, “Sing Along with Mitch?” CD
The Flying Birds
Heart of America Council
Tune: The Flying Trapeze
They fly through the air with the greatest of ease. Those flocks of pigeons and gulls from the seas.
No dog on the ground or big snakes in the trees, Can fly high like the ducks and the geese.
I once had a duck, and that duck's name was Phil One morning he woke with a terrible chill..
The dew was too heavy, he drowned on the hill
Yes, he died from an over-dew bill.
Once just for a joke me and Tim, my big brother, Caught fifteen wild geese who were drowned by the weather.
We poured on some glue and found out birds of a feather, In fact really do stick together.
Oh cows have no feathers, and zebras can't fly. And aardvarks and beavers can't zoom through the sky.
And I can't take off although I always try, I guess I’ll be an earth-bound guy.
Bird Watching Is So Grand
Heart of America Council
Tune: A Hunting We Will Go
Binoculars in our hands Spying out the land,
In the air and in the trees Bird watching is so grand.
All colors and shapes they come Yellows, reds, and blues
Robins, bluebirds, chickadees
And eagles flying, too.
Stop , look and listen , Hoot owls and quacking ducks
Hummingbirds and tweety birds You'll hear with any luck.
Binoculars in our hands Spying out the land,
In the air and in the trees Bird watching is so grand.
Two Little Ducks
Sam Houston Area Council
Two little ducks that I once knew Fat one skinny one, two by two,
But the one little duck With a feather on his back
Rule the others with a Quack, Quack, Quack.
Down by the river, they would go wiggle, waggle, wiggle, waggle to and fro.
And the one little duck
With a feather on his back
He ruled the others with a Quack, Quack, Quack.
There Was An Old Woman
Sam Houston Area Council
There was an old woman
Who swallowed a fly.
I don’t know why
she swallowed that fly.
Perhaps she’ll die.
There was an old woman
Who swallowed a spider,
Who wriggled and jiggled and tickled inside her.
She swallowed the spider
to catch the fly.
I don’t know why
She swallowed that fly.
Perhaps she’ll die.
There was an old woman
Who swallowed a bird.
How absurd! to swallow a bird.
She swallowed the bird
To catch the spider
Who wriggled and jiggled and tickled
Inside her. She swallowed the spider
To catch the fly. I don’t know why
She swallowed that fly. Perhaps she’ll die.
There was an old woman who swallowed a cat.
Imagine that! to swallow a cat
She swallowed the cat to catch the bird.
She swallowed the bird to catch the spider
Who wriggled and jiggled and tickled inside her.
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly.
I don’t know why she swallowed that fly.
Perhaps she’ll die.
5. dog...What a hog!
6. goat...Just opened her throat
7. cow...I don’t know how
8. horse...She’s dead of course
(that ends the song)
Materials found in Baloo's Bugle may be used by Scouters for Scouting activities provided that Baloo's Bugle and the original contributors are cited as the source of the material.
Materials found at the U. S. Scouting Service Project, Inc. Website ©1997-2005 may be reproduced and used locally by Scouting volunteers for training purposes consistent with the programs of the Boy Scouts of America (BSA) or other Scouting and Guiding Organizations. No material found here may be used or reproduced for electronic redistribution or for commercial or other non-Scouting purposes without the express permission of the U. S. Scouting Service Project, Inc. (USSSP) or other copyright holders. USSSP is not affiliated with BSA and does not speak on behalf of BSA. Opinions expressed on these web pages are those of the web authors.
|
|
|