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Silly Camp SongsIt seems that everyone loves the silly camp songs, kids especially. A rousing chorus of voices around the campfire always accompanies the silliest songs.
Be kind to your web-footed friends, For a duck may be somebody's mother, They live in a swamp all alone, Where the weather is always damp. You may think that this is the end, It is, but to prove I'm a liar, We're going to sing it again, Only this time a little bit high-er (Repeat)
Camp Granada Song By Shel Silverstein Hello Mudda, hello Fadda, Here I am at Camp Granada. Camp is very entertaining, And they say we'll have some fun if it stops raining. I went hiking with Joe Spivy; He developed poison ivy. You remember Leonard Skinner; He got ptomaine poisoning last night after dinner. All the counselors hate the waiters, And the lake has alligators, And the head coach wants no sissies, So he reads to us from something called "Ulysses". Now I don't want this should scare ya, But my bunk mate has malaria. You remember Jeffrey Hardy, They're about to organize a searching party. Take me home, oh Mudda, Fadda, Take me home, I hate Granada! Don't leave me in the forest where I might get eaten by a bear. Take me home, I promise I will not make noise, Or mess the house with other boys. Oh, please don't make me stay, I've been here one whole day. Dearest Father, darling Mother, How's my precious little brother? Let me come home if you miss me, I would even let Aunt Bertha hug and kiss me. Wait a minute, it stopped hailing, Guys are swimming, gals are sailing. Playing baseball, gee that's betta, Mudda, Fadda, kindly disregard this letter!
Way down south where bananas grow A flea stepped on a elephant's toe The elephant cried with tears in his eyes "Why don't you pick on someone your own size?" Chorus Boom, Boom, ain't it great to be Crazy? Boom, Boom, ain't it great to be Crazy? Giddy and Foolish all day long Boom, Boom, ain't it great to be Crazy! Way up north where there's ice and snow There was a penguin and his name was Joe He got tired of black and white So he wore pink slacks to the dance last night! A horse and a flea and three blind mice Sat on the curbstone shooting dice The horse, he slipped and fell on the flea Woops! Said the flea, there's a horse on me! I bought a suit of combination underwear Guaranteed not to rip or tear I wore them six months and to my consternation I couldn't get the darned thing off, I'd lost the combination! I love myself. I think I'm grand. When I go to movies, I hold my hand. I put my arm around my waist, And when I get fresh, I slap my face. I call myself on the telephone Just to hear my musical tone. I ask myself for a heavy date, And I pick myself up at half past eight. Fuzzy Wuzzy was a bear, And Fuzzy Wuzzy cut his hair. So, Fuzzy Wuzzy wasn't fuzzy. No, by Jove, he wasn't, was he? Early one morning in the middle of the night Two dead boys went out to fight Back to back they faced each other Drew their swords and shot each other! I take a swim in my swimming pool. I jump from the board 'cause that's the rule. I hit my head on cement and mortar. Forgot to look - there was no water. That one-eared cat who used to sit Watching Grandma rock and knit Swallowed a ball of bright red yarn, And out came kittens with red sweaters on.
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