Ali Baba had a camel.
Camel's name was Ralph. 
R-A-L-P-H 
R-A-L-P-H 
R-A-L-P-H 
And Ralph was his name. 

Alice, Where art thou going? 
Upstairs to take a bath. 
Alice, With legs like toothpicks 
And a neck like a giraffe 
raf raf raf raf raf raf raf 
Alice Steps in the bathtub 
Alice Pulls out the plug 
Oh my goodness? Oh my soul 
There goes Alice down the hole 
Alice, what does thou sayest? 
Blub Blub Blub 

Alice the camel has five humps 
Alice the camel has five humps 
Alice the camel has five humps 
So go, Alice, go 
Boom, boom, boom

Alice the camel has four humps 
Alice the camel has four humps 
Alice the camel has four humps 
So go, Alice, go 
Boom, boom, boom

Alice the camel has three humps .... 

Alice the camel has two humps .... 

Alice the camel has one hump..... 

Alice the camel has no humps 
Alice the camel has no humps 
Alice the camel has no humps 
`Cause Alice is a horse!

All: All you et-a 
Think of all you et-a 
All you et-a 
Think of all you et! 

Leader: Think of all the soup you et 
All: Think of all the soup you et 
Leader: Soup you et 
All: Soup you et 
Leader: All you et
All: All you et 
Oh oh oh oh 
All you et-a 
Think of all you et-a 
All you et-a 
Think of all you et 

All: Alouette, Gentille alouette 
Alouette, Je te plumerai 

Leader: Je te plumerai la tete 
All: Je te plumerai la tete 
Leader: Et la tete 
All: Et la tete
Leader: Alouette
All: Alouette

All: Oh, oh, oh, oh 
Alouette, Gentille Alouette 
Alouette, Je te plumerai les oieux 
Je te plumerai les oieux 
Et les oieux 
Et les oieux 
Et la tete 
Et la tete 
Alouette 
Alouette 

O beautiful, 
For spacious skies, 
For amber waves of grain. 
For purple mountain's majesty 
Above the fruited plain. 
America, America 
God shed His grace on Thee 
And crown thy good 
With brotherhood 
From sea to shining sea.

The ants go marching One by one 
Hooray! Hooray! 
The ants go marching One by one 
Hooray! Hooray! 
The ants go marching One by one 
The little one stops To have some fun 
And they all go marching 
Down into the ground 
To get out of the rain. 
Boom boom boom 
Boom boom boom boom 

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! 

Be be be prepared, 
The motto of the boy Scouts.
Be be be prepared,
The motto of the Scouts. 
Prepared, prepared, 
The motto of the Boy Scouts. 
Prepared, prepared, 
The motto of the Scouts. 

Boodliada 
Boodliada 
Bop, bop, bop. 

Bill Grogan's Goat 
Was feeling fine. 
Ate six red shirts 
Right off the line. 
Bill took a stick. 
Gave him a whack. 
And tied him to 
The railroad tracks. 
The whistle blew. 
The train grew nigh. 
Bill Grogan's Goat 
Was doomed to die. 
He gave a cry 
Of mortal pain. 
Coughed up those shirts. 
And flagged the train. 

Boodliada 
Boodliada 
Bop, bop, bop 
Bop. 

Old MacDonald had a dog.
Dog's name was Bingo. 
B-I-N-G-O 
B-I-N-G-O 
B-I-N-G-O 
And Bingo was his name, oh. 

Way up in the sky 
The big birdies fly 
While down in the nest 
The little birds rest 

With a wing on the left, 
And a wing on the right, 
The sweet little birdies 
sleep all through the night 

Up comes the bright sun 
The dew goes a-way 
Good morning, good morning 
The little birds say! 

Here we sit like birds in the wilderness 
Birds in the wilderness 
Birds in the wilderness 
Here we sit like birds in the wilderness 
Waiting for you to come. 
Waiting for you to come 
Waiting for you to come 
Oh, here we sit like birds in the wilderness 
waiting for you to come.

I'm being swallowed by a boa-constrictor 
I'm being swallowed by a boa-constrictor 
I'm being swallowed by a boa-constrictor 
And I don't like it one little bit 
Oh, no, he's got my toe 
O gee, he's up to my knee 
Oh, my, he's reached my thigh 
O fiddle, he's at my middle 
Oh heck, he's up to my neck 
O dread, He's got my GULP!!!

Boom, boom 
Ain't it great to be Scouting? 
Boom, boom 
Ain't it great to be Outing? 
Camping, Hiking All day long, 
Boom, boom 
Ain't it great to be Scouting? 

Boom-Chic-a-Boom 
I said a Boom-Chic-A-Rock-A-
Chic-A-Rock-A-Chic-A-Boom 
Oh-Yeah 
Uh-Huh 

This time ... Louder! 

With my hands on myself,
Vas is das here? 
Das is my brain boxer 
Ya mamma dear. 
Brain boxer, brain boxer 
Dippy dippy doo. 
Dat's vat I learned 
In the school 
Yah vol! 

I've got that Camp Hinds spirit 
Up in my head, up in my head, up in my head 
I've got that Camp Hinds spirit up in my head 
And its up in my head to stay

I've got that Camp Hinds spirit 
Deep in my heart, deep in my heart, deep in my heart 
I've got that Camp Hinds spirit deep in my heart 
And its deep in my heart, to stay 

I've got that Camp Hinds spirit 
Down in my feet, down in my feet, down in my feet 
I've got that Camp Hinds spirit down in my feet 
And its down in my feet to stay 

I've got that Camp Hinds spirit 
Up in my head, deep in my heart, down in my feet 
I've got that Camp Hinds spirit all over me 
And its all over me to stay 

Campfires burning, 
Campfires burning. 
Draw nearer, draw nearer. 
In the glowing, 
In the glowing, 
We'll sing and be merry. 

The Cannibal King 
With a big nose ring 
Fell in love With a fair young dame. 
And every night 
By the pale moonlight, 
Across the lake he came. 

Oh a hug and a kiss For Zula Miss 
in the shade of the old palm tree 
Whenever they met 
They sang a duet 
Sounded like this to me: 

Bar-rumph (kiss-kiss) 
Bar-rumph (kiss-kiss) 
Bar-rumph ti di a di a-a ay 
Bar-rumph (kiss kiss) 
Bar-rumph (kiss kiss) 
bar-rumph ti di a di a-a ay 

The Cannibal King 
Went out on a fling. 
Out with his fair young dame. 
And so at night 
by the pale moonlight, 
Across the lake he came. 

He placed a band Upon her hand 
and vowed that he'd be true. 
And so that night 
by the pale moonlight 
They pitched a little woo. 

Old man Johnson had troubles of his own. 
Had a little cat that wouldn't leave him alone. 
He tried and tried to give him away, 
He gave him to a man going far, far away.

CHORUS: 
But the cat came back, the very next day. 
But the cat came back, they thought he was a goner, 
But the cat came back, he just couldn't stay away, away, away. 

He gave it to a man going up in a balloon 
Told him to give it to the man in the moon 
The balloon came down about 20 miles away 
And where that man is we just can't say.

He gave him to a boy with a dollar note, 
Told him to take up the river in a boat, 
Tied a rock round its neck must have weighed a hundred pounds, 
And now they're dredging the river for the little boy who drowned. 

He gave him to a man going way, way out west, 
Told him to give it to the one he favored best, 
First the train jumped track, then it hit the rail,
And no one is alive today to tell the gruesome tale.

Old man Johnson said he'd shoot that cat on sight, 
So he loaded up his shotgun with nails and dynamite. 
He waited and waited for that cat to come around, 
But ninety seven pieces of the man were all they ever found

The H-bomb fell just the other day, 
The A-bomb fell in the very same way, 
Russia went, China went, and the USA 
The human race was destroyed without a chance to pray

Late last night 
When we were all in bed, 
Mrs. O'Leary 
Hung a lantern in the shed. 
And when the cow kicked it over, 
She winked her eye and said 
"There'll be a hot time 
In the ol' town tonight!" 
Fire, Fire, Fire 

Leader: We had a chicken 
That couldn't lay eggs 
All: We had a chicken 
That couldn't lay eggs. 
Leader: Until that rooster 
Came in our yard. 
All: Until that rooster 
Came in our yard. 
Leader: And caught our chicken 
Right off its guard. 
All: And caught our chicken 
Right off its guard. 

Refrain: 
All: We're having eggs now 
We never used to 
Until that rooster 
Came in our yard. 
Cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck. 
We're having eggs now 
We never used to 
Until that rooster 
Came in our yard. 

Who killed Cock Robin?
I said the sparrow 
With a little arrow 
I killed Cock Robin. 

And all the birds in the field 
Started sighin' and the sobbin' 
When they heard of the death 
Of poor Cock Robin. 
When they heard of the death 
Of poor Cock Robin. 
Who saw him die? 
I said the fly 
With my little eye 
I saw him die. 

Who'll say the service 
I said the rook 
With my little book 
I'll say the service 

Who'll dig the grave? 
I said the owl 
With my little trowel 
I'll dig the grave 

Who'll sew the shroud? 
I said the beetle 
With my little needle 
I'll sew the shroud 

'Twas on a summer's morning
I walked the forest through. 
When suddenly I heard it. 
A sweet and loud cukoo. 
Cukoo, cukoo 
Cukoo, cukoo, cukoo 
Cukoo, cukoo 
Cukoo, cukoo, cukoo 

Oh you push the damper in 
And you pull the damper out 
And the smoke goes up 
the chimney just the same 
Just the same 
Just the same 
And the smoke goes up the 
the chimney just the same 
Boom Boom. 

Lord he thought he'd make a man 
Dem bones gonna rise again 
Took a little water, took a little sand 
Dem bones goona rise again 

Chorus: 
I know it, know it, indeed I know it- 
brother, I know it, Whee! Dem bones gonna rise again. 

Put him in that garden fair 
Dem bones . . . 
Saw him mighty lonely there 
Dem bones . . . 

Took a rib from Adam's side 
made Miss Eve to be his bride. 

Put them in that garden fair 
Saw them mighty happy there. 

Apples, peaches, pears and such 
But one fruit you must not touch. 

Round that tree old Satan slunk 
At Miss Eve his eye he wunk. 

My that fruit looks mighty fine 
Take a bite, the Lord won't mind. 

So she took a pick and she took a pull 
Then she filled her apron full. 

Next day when the Lord came round 
Saw those cores all over the ground. 

Adam, Adam, where art thou? 
Here I am Lord, coming now! 

Adam who these cores did leave? 
Wasn't me Lord, must a been Eve. 

Adam you must leave this place 
Earn your bread by the sweat of your face. 

So he took a pick and he took a plow 
And that's why we're all singing now. 

This is the end, there ain't no more 
Eve got the apple, Adam got the core. 

Moral of the story be 
Don't leave your cores for the Lord to see. 

Chorus: 
Do lord, oh do Lord 
Oh do remember me. 
Oh lordy, do Lord 
Oh do Lord 
Oh do remember me. 
Do lord, oh do Lord, 
Oh do remember me. 
Look away beyond 
The blue horizon. 

We have the camp, 
The best in the land. 
Oh lordy, 
We have the camp, 
The best in the land. 
We have the camp, 
The best in the land. 
Look away beyond 
The blue horizon. 

Do your ears hang low?
Do they wobble to and fro? 
Can you tie them in a knot? 
Can you tie them in a bow? 
Can you throw them over your shoulder 
Like a Continental Soldier? 
Do your ears hang low? 

I'm a down-hearted Dutch boy 
With grief and with shame 
And das is the reason 
I don't know my name 

Refrain: 
Ya Hoy Ya Ya 
Hoy Ya Ya 
Hoy Ya Ya Ya 
Ya hoy ya ya 
Hoy ya ya 
Hoy ya ya ya 

You may think this funny 
You may think this queer 
But wait 'till the rest 
Of my story you hear 

My mother had twins 
Just me and my brother 
We look so much alike 
Can't tell one from another 

We're called Hans and Jacob 
And that was our names 
It doesn't make a difference 
We're called just the same 

Now one of us died 
Believe me 'tis so 
Which one of us died 
My mother don't know 

Now this is the thing 
I can't get through my head 
Am I Hans that is living 
Or Jacob that's dead? 

Edielviess, Edielviess every morning 
you greet me. 
Small and white, clean and bright 
you look happy to greet me 
Blossom of snow may you bloom and 
grow, bloom and grow forever. 
Edielviess, edielviess bless my homeland forever 
Blossom of snow may you bloom and 
grow, bloom and grow forever. 
Edielviess, edielviess bless my homeland forever 

Father Abraham had seven sons, sir. 
Seven sons had father Abraham. 
And they didn't laugh 
And they didn't sing 
All they did was this go like this 

Leader: "With a right" 
Audience: "With a right" 

Leader: "With a right" 
Audience: "With a right" 
Leader: "With a left" 
Audience: "With a left" 

Leader: "With a right" 
Audience: "With a right" 
Leader: "With a left" 
Audience: "With a left" 
Leader: "With a right" 
Audience: "With a right" 
Leader: "With a left" 
Audience: "With a left" 

Flea. 
Flea, fly. 
Flea, fly, flow. 
Visca. 
Kuma latti, kuma latti, kuma latti, visca. 
Oh, no, no not la visca. 
Exa meenie sala meenie, oooh wah-ah ah-wah-ah meenie 
deci meenie, sala meenie oooh wah-ah ah-wah. 
Be bibbly ope-en dope-en, be bibbly dopp-en bopp-en sshhhh.

From the first hello
To the last good-bye, 
Its been awfully nice to know you. 
So forgive the parting sigh, 
As we watch you go 
With your head held high. 

It's been fun and neat 
A pleasure to meet. 
A special treat to say I. 
From the first hello 
To the last good-bye. 

Chorus: 
Gary Owen, Gary Owen, Gary Owen 
In the valley of Montana all alone 
There are better days to be 
In the seventh cavalry 
When we charge again 
For dear old Gary Owen. 

I can here those sioux bucks singing, Sgt. Flynn 
I can here those tom-toms ringing, Sgt. Flynn 
I can here those sioux bucks singing, 
I can here those tom-toms ringing, 
But they don't yet know the tune to Gary Owen. 

It's first call I hear it sounding, Sgt. Flynn 
And it sounds like taps a-rounding, Sgt. Flynn 
Oh me lads, here's something fancy 
Take a break, it's Private Clancy 
And you'll feel better when he strikes up Gary Owen 

For it's Boots and Saddles sounding, Sgt. Flynn 
Along the line the men are bounding, Sgt. Flynn 
So let' saddle-up and fall in 
For the trumpets are callin' 
And the band is tuning up for Gary Owen. 

For it's forward we're advancing, Sgt. Flynn 
And the breeze guides are a-lancing, Sgt. Flynn 
Walk, trot, gallop, charged by thunder, 
We will ride those cut throats under. 
Drive your sabers to the hilt for Gary Owen. 

We are ambushed and surrounded, Sgt. Flynn 
Yet recall has not been sounded, Sgt. Flynn 
Gather round me and we'll rally 
Make one last stand in the valley 
For the Seventh Regiment and Gary Owen. 

You are cut, and scalped, and battered, Sgt. Flynn 
All your men are dead and scattered, Sgt. Flynn 
I will make you bed tomorrow 
With my head bowed down in sorrow. 
o'er your grave, I'll whistle Taps 
And Gary Owen. 

George Washington Bridge
George Washington Washington Bridge 
George Washington Bridge 
George Washington Washington Bridge 

Leader: Das is the German music From the father land! 
All: Das is the German music From the father land! 
Leader: Ikspeil on the viola! 
All: Ikspeil on the viola! 

All: Vio vio vio la Vio vio vio la 
Vio vio vio la Vio vio vio, hey! 

Ging gang gooli gooli
Gooli gooli wa chum 
Ging gang goo 
Ging gang goo 

Ging gang gooli gooli 
Gooli gooli wa chum 
Ging gang goo 
Ging gang goo 

Hey la 
Hey la shay la 
Hey la shay la 
Hey la oh oh oh oh 
Hey la, hey la shay la 
Hey la shay la 
Hey la oh. 

Ging Gang gooli, gooli, gooli, gooli 
wa chun, ging gang goo, ging gang goo, 
Ging Gang gooli, gooli, gooli, gooli 
wa chun, ging gang goo, ging gang goo 
Hey la, hey la shay la, hey la shay 
la hey la hoo (repeat) 
Hey la shully, shully, shully, shully 
shully, wally, shully, wally, shully 
wally, shully, wally, ompa, 
Umpa, Umpa 

The grand old Captain Kirk 
He had four hundred men 
He beamed them down to Earth 
And he beamed them up again 
And when you're up, you're up 
And when you're down, you're down 
But when you're only halfway up 
You're atoms are all around 

The grand old Duke of York 
He had ten thousand men 
He marched them up the hill 
And then he marched them down again. 
And when you're up, You're up 
And when you're down, You're down 
And when you're only, Half way up, 
You're neither up, Nor down 

Leader: There was a hole 
All: There was a hole 
Leader: The cutest little hole 
All: The cutest little hole 
Leader: That you ever did see 
All: That you ever did see 

Refrain: 
Oh, the hole was in the ground 
And the green grass grew 
All around, all around 
And the green grass grew all around 

Leader: Now in that hole
All: Now in that hole
Leader: There was a tree
All: There was a tree
Leader: The cutest little tree.
All: The cutest little tree.
Leader: That you ever did see. 
All: That you ever did see. 

Oh, the tree was in the hole 
And that hole was in the ground 
And the green grass grew 
All around, all around 
And the green grass 
Grew all around. 

Leader: I'll sing you one ho 
Green grow the rushes, oh 

All: What is your one ho? 
One is one and all alone 
And ever more shall it be so. 

Leader: I'll sing you two ho 
Green grow on the rushes, oh.