Come Scouts get out your haversacks and good strong boots for tramping!
Come Scouts get out your haversacks and good strong boots for tramping!
Rations on the trek-cart load,
See the tent and dixies stowed,
It is time to take the road
As off we go a-camping!
We do our packing carefully, we tolerate no scamping!
We do our packing carefully, we tolerate no scamping!
By mistakes we'll not be wrecked,
All gear present and correct,
Fit for royalty to inspect -
As off we go a-camping!
We envy not those who drive cars in fear of cops and clamping!
We envy not those who drive cars in fear of cops and clamping!
Boldly forth on our own feet
We forsake the city street
For the country - life is sweet
As off we go a-camping!
At first we must walk single-file (we find it rather cramping!)
At first we must walk single file (we find it rather cramping!)
But once in the countryside,
Where the prospect opens wide,
Boldly two-by-two we stride
As off we go a-camping!
So mile by mile we make our way, our boots in rhythm stamping!
So mile by mile we make our way, our boots in rhythm stamping!
We get waves from passers-by;
One old lady wipes her eye -
And offers us an apple-pie
As off we go a-camping!
A road-hog rudely toots at us, along the highway ramping!
A road-hog rudely toots at us, along the highway ramping!
In car fit for Arab sheikh,
Fumes and oxides in his wake -
Seems he's never learned to brake!...
As off we go a-camping!
A passing Girl Guide ogles us, a-flirtiing and a-vamping!
A passing Girl Guide ogles us, a flirting and a-vamping!
We think her a foolish Miss,
So, when she blows us a kiss,
We just holler: "Bye-bye, Sis!"
As off we go a-camping!
At noon we eat our sandwiches with gusto and great champing!
At noon we eat our sandwiches with gusto and great champing!
Camp-fire tea to wash them down,
Brewed so strong and sweet and brown
- You don't get that taste in town -
As off we go a-camping!
A shower of rain descends on us, our spirits somewhat damping!
A shower of rain descends on us, our spirits somewhat damping!
But soon it must cease to pour,
And - though feet are getting sore -
We shall take the road once more,
As off we go a-camping!

congratulations on your previous gold on this. thank you for the entry to this contest and as always keep up the writing, 

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