Scout Campfire Songs (Page 1)

You’ll Never Go To Heaven

Leader: You’ll never go to heaven

Response: You’ll never go to heaven

Leader: In an old Ford car

Response: In an old Ford car

Leader: ‘Cos an old Ford car

Response: ‘Cos an old Ford car

Leader: Won’t get that far

Response: Won’t get that far

Chorus:

You’ll never go to heaven in an old Ford car

‘Cos an old Ford car won’t get that far

I ain’t gonna grieve my lord

I ain’t gonna grieve my lord no more

Other Verses:

You’ll never got heaven in a ping pong ball

‘Cos a ping pong ball is much too small

You’ll never go to heaven in a limousine

‘Cos the Lord ain’t got no gasoline

You’ll never go to heaven in a Jumbo Jet

‘Cos the Lord ain’t got no runways yet

You’ll never go to heaven in a Girl Guide’s arms

‘Cos the Lord doesn't want those feminine charms

You’ll never go to heaven in a rocking chair

‘Cos the Lord don't want no rockers there

You’ll never go to heaven in a wicker chair

‘Cos the Lord don't want no baskets there

You’ll never go to heaven in a biscuit tin

‘Cos the biscuit tin’s got biscuits in

You’ll never go to heaven in an apple tree

‘Cos the an apple tree’s got roots you see

You’ll never go to heaven in Arkela’s Car

‘Cos Arkela’s car wont get that far

You’ll never go to heaven in Arkela’s bra

‘Cos Arkela’s bra won’t stretch that far

You’ll never go to heaven on roller skates

‘Cos you’ll roll right past those pearly gates

You’ll never go to heaven in a Ford Coupe

‘Cos You’ve got to go in a Chevrolet

You’ll never go to heaven, in a rocking chair.
‘Cos the Lord don’t allow, no lazybones there.

You’ll never go to heaven, in a [name of person]’s boat.
‘Cos the darn thing, won’t even float.

You’ll never go to heaven, on water skis.
‘Cos the Lord don’t allow, no hairy knees.

Oh you can’t get to heaven with powder and paint,
‘Cause it makes you look like what you ain’t. etc.

You’ll never go to heaven on a motor bike,
‘Cos you’ll get halfway, then you’ll have to hike.

You'll never get to heaven, In a bottle of gin
‘Cos the lord don't let, No spirits in

If you get there before I do

Then dig a hole and pull me through.

Head & Shoulders

Heads, shoulders knees and toes, knees and toes

And eyes and ears and mouth and nose

Heads, shoulders knees and toes, knees and toes

Or if not you could try it in Dutch:

Hoofd. schouder, knie en teen, knie en teen

Ogen, oren, mond and neus

Hoofd. schouder, knie en teen, knie en teen

Meatball

‘Twas on top of spaghetti, all covered with cheese

I lost my poor meatball, when somebody sneezed

It fell on the table and onto the floor

And then my poor meatball rolled out of the door

Out into the garden and under a bush

And then my poor meatball was nothing but mush

The very next summer there grew up a tree

And on it were meatballs to have for my tea

Quarter Master’s Stores

Chorus:

My eyes are dim I cannot see

I have not brought my specs with me

There were mice, mice eating all the rice

In the stores, in the stores

There were mice, mice eating all the rice

In the quarter master’s stores

There was gravy, gravy enough to sink the navy

There was soup, soup supposed to feed the group

There was meat, meat wrapped in muslin sheet

There was honey, honey melting and rather runny

There was bread, bread found in a potting shed

There was beef, beef harder than your teeth

There are snakes, snakes Big as garden rakes

There are mice, mice running though the rice

There were rats, rats big as alley cats

There were roaches, roaches as big as football coaches

There were watches, watches big as sasquaches

There were Bears, bears but no one cares

There were Beavers, beavers with little meat cleavers

There were spiders, spiders swimming in the cider

There were fleas, fleas landing on the cheese

There were bats, bats bigger than the rats

There were eagles, eagles running from the beagles

There were foxes, foxes sitting on the boxes

There were owls, owls eating paper towels

There were bears, bears with curlers in their hair

There was butter, butter scraped up from the gutter

There were tables, tables with legs like Betty Gables

There were chairs, chairs floating down the stairs

There were lice, lice packaged up like rice

There were ants, ants wearing rubber pants

There were kippers, kippers that go about wearing slippers

There was cake, cake that gave us tummy ache

There were beans, beans as big as submarines

There were eggs, eggs that walk about on legs

The grand old Captain Kirk

The Grand Old Captain Kirk
He Had A Thousand Men,
He Beamed 'em Up To The Enterprise
Everyone stands up
And Beamed 'em Down Again.
Everyone sits down
And When You're Up Your Up,
Everyone stands up
And When You're Down Your Down,
Everyone sits down
And When You're Only Half Way Up,
Everyone half-way up
You're Nowhere to Be Found.

Ging gang Goo

Ging gang gooli gooli gooli watcha

Ging gang goo, Ging gang goo

Ging gang gooli gooli gooli watcha

Ging gang goo, Ging gang goo

Hayla - hayla shayla - hayla shayla hayla hoo

Shally-wally, Shally-wally, Shally-wally, Shally-wally

Oompa, oompah, oompah

The singers are divided into two parts. All sing the song through, then Part I keeps up the Oompah, Oompah, whilst Part II starts again. When they meet at the end, Part I sings the words and Part II takes over the Oompah, Oompah.

The Zulu Warrior

Hold him down you Zulu warrior

Hold him down you Zulu chief

Hold him down you Zulu warrior

Hold him down you Zulu chief, chief, chief

Chorus:

I ziga zumba zumba zumba

I ziga zumba zumba zai

(Repeat)

The word ‘chief’ can be chanted by half the singers, who then take over singing at (A). The song can end with everybody chanting ‘chief, chief’, dying away to a whisper.

Swing Low Sweet Chariot

Chorus:

Swing low sweet chariot

Coming for to carry me home

Swing low sweet chariot

Coming for to carry me home

I looked over Jordan and what did I see

Coming for to carry me home

A band of angels coming after me

Coming for to carry me home

Chorus

If you get there before I do

Coming for to carry me home

Tell all my friends I’m coming too

Coming for to carry me home

Chorus

The brightest day that ever I saw

Coming for to carry me home

When Jesus washed my sins away

Coming for to carry me home

Chorus

I’m sometimes up and sometimes down

Coming for to carry me home

But still my soul feels heavenly bound

Coming for to carry me home

Chorus

I Met a Bear

The other day, I met a bear,
A great big bear, Oh way out there.

Chorus:
(Same lines in unison)

He looked at me, I looked at him,
He sized up me, I sized up him.

He said to me, "Why don't you run?
I see you ain't, Got any gun."

I says to him, "That's a good idea."
"Now legs get going, get me out of here!"

And so I ran, Away from there,
But right behind me, Was that bear.

In front of me, There was a tree,
A great big tree, Oh glory be!

The lowest branch, Was ten feet up,
So I thought I'd jump, And trust my luck.

And so I jumped, Into the air,
But I missed that branch, A way up there.

Now don't you fret, And don't you frown,
I Caught that branch, On the way back down!

This is the end, There aint no more,
Unless I see, That bear once more.

Kum Ba Yah

Kum ba yah, my lord, Kum ba yah!
Kum ba yah, my lord, Kum ba yah!
Kum ba yah, my lord, Kum ba yah.
O Lord, Kum ba yah

Someone's crying, Lord, Kum ba yah!
Someone's crying, Lord, Kum ba yah!
Someone's crying, Lord, Kum ba yah!
O Lord, Kum ba yah

Someone's singing, Lord, Kum ba yah!
Someone's singing, Lord, Kum ba yah!
Someone's singing, Lord, Kum ba yah!
O Lord, Kum ba yah

Someone's praying, Lord, Kum ba yah!
Someone's praying, Lord, Kum ba yah!
Someone's praying, Lord, Kum ba yah!
O Lord, Kum ba yah

She’ll Be Coming ‘Round the Mountain

She'll be coming round the mountain when she comes,
She'll be coming round the mountain when she comes,
She'll be coming round the mountain,
She'll be coming round the mountain when she comes,
Coming round the mountain,
Coming round the mountain when she comes,

Chorus
Singing Eye-eye-yippy-yippy-eye,
Singing Eye-eye-yippy-yippy-eye,
Singing Eye-eye-yippy-yippy,
Eye-eye-yippy,
Eye-eye-yippy-yippy-eye,

She'll be riding six white horses, when she comes.
She'll be wearing pink pyjamas, when she comes.
Oh, we’ll kill the old red rooster when she comes.