More on Camp Clark Songs
Recent posts on the web site prompted me to dig around for words and sources on the internet. Joe Larson
The Old Rugged Cross
George Bennard, 1913
On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross,
The emblem of suff’ring and shame;
And I love that old cross where the dearest and best
For a world of lost sinners was slain.
The emblem of suff’ring and shame;
And I love that old cross where the dearest and best
For a world of lost sinners was slain.
Refrain:
So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross,
Till my trophies at last I lay down;
I will cling to the old rugged cross,
And exchange it some day for a crown.
So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross,
Till my trophies at last I lay down;
I will cling to the old rugged cross,
And exchange it some day for a crown.
Oh, that old rugged cross, so despised by the world,
Has a wondrous attraction for me;
For the dear Lamb of God left His glory above
To bear it to dark Calvary.
Has a wondrous attraction for me;
For the dear Lamb of God left His glory above
To bear it to dark Calvary.
In that old rugged cross, stained with blood so divine,
A wondrous beauty I see,
For ’twas on that old cross Jesus suffered and died,
To pardon and sanctify me.
A wondrous beauty I see,
For ’twas on that old cross Jesus suffered and died,
To pardon and sanctify me.
To the old rugged cross I will ever be true;
Its shame and reproach gladly bear;
Then He’ll call me some day to my home far away,
Where His glory forever I’ll share.
Its shame and reproach gladly bear;
Then He’ll call me some day to my home far away,
Where His glory forever I’ll share.
(I don’t recall singing verses 2- 4 at camp)
Bill Grogan’s Goat
Leader sings and then everyone repeats at each (*)
Lyrics:
Bill Grogan's goat,* was feeling fine.*
Ate three red shirts,* right off the line.*
Bill took a stick,* gave him three whacks,*
And tied him to,* the railroad tracks.*
The whistle blew,* the train grew nigh;*
Bill Grogan's goat,* was doomed to die.*
He gave three moans,* of mortal pain,*
Barfed up those shirts,* and flagged that train.*
The Engineer,* got out to see,*
What in the world,* this thing could be.*
And when he saw,* It was a goat,*
Pulled out his knife,* and cut it's throat.*
Now Billy Goat* is really dead,*
He went to heaven,* without a head.*
And when he got there,* St. Peter said,*
'Dear Billy Goat,* where is your head?'*
I do not know,* I can not tell,*
For all I know,* It just may be ...*
Ate three red shirts,* right off the line.*
Bill took a stick,* gave him three whacks,*
And tied him to,* the railroad tracks.*
The whistle blew,* the train grew nigh;*
Bill Grogan's goat,* was doomed to die.*
He gave three moans,* of mortal pain,*
Barfed up those shirts,* and flagged that train.*
The Engineer,* got out to see,*
What in the world,* this thing could be.*
And when he saw,* It was a goat,*
Pulled out his knife,* and cut it's throat.*
Now Billy Goat* is really dead,*
He went to heaven,* without a head.*
And when he got there,* St. Peter said,*
'Dear Billy Goat,* where is your head?'*
I do not know,* I can not tell,*
For all I know,* It just may be ...*
There’s a Hole in the Bottom of the Sea
There's a hole in the bottom of the sea
There's a hole in the bottom of the sea
There's a hole
There's a hole
There's a hole in the bottom of the sea
There's a log on the hole in the bottom of the sea
There's a log on the hole in the bottom of the sea
There's a log
There's a log
There's a log on the hole in the bottom of the sea
There's a bump on the log in the hole in the bottom of the sea
There's a bump on the log in the hole in the bottom of the sea
There's a bump
There's a bump
There's a bump on the log in the hole in the bottom of the sea
There's a frog on the bump on the log in the hole in the bottom of the sea
Etc.
There's a tail on the frog on the bump on the log in the hole in the bottom of the sea
Etc.
There's a flea on the tail on the frog on the bump on the log in the hole in the bottom of the sea
Etc.
There's a speck on the flea on the tail on the frog on the bump on the log in the hole in the bottom of the sea
Etc.
(I don’t recall singing the final verses, below at camp):
There's a teeny weeny something that's so small you can't see i
tOn the speck on the flea on the tail on the frog on the bump on the log in the hole in the bottom of the sea
There's a what?!!
There's........all that stuff in the bottom of the sea
There's a teeny weeny something
There's a teeny weeny something
There's a teeny weeny something.....On the speck on the flea on the tail on the frog on the bump on the log in the hole in the bottom of the sea
Let's forget about that teeny weeny something and we'll...pluck the speck,flick the flea,tweak the tail flip the frog, move the bump, lose the log, fill up the hole..in the bottom of the sea...
''cause no one wants a hole in the bottom of the sea!!!!
http://www.metrolyrics.com/theres-a-hole-in-the-bottom-of-the-sea-lyrics-sesame-street.html#ixzz1qT9NQEOw
UPDATE #1 Joseph Larson is being kept busy staying ahead of the growing Camp Clark song list.
Every time someone posts a song title on the Camp Clark site whose words they have forgotten sends me to a Google search. Here are two that were recently posted and one that I think we sang (Tell Me Why) but I’m not sure of. Pete does this ring a bell?
Joe
I’ve Been Workin’ on the Railroad
Copyrighted, 1936, by Calumet Music Company Chicago, IL
I've been workin' on the railroad,
All the live long day.
I've been workin' on the railroad,
Just to pass the time away.
Don't you hear the whistle blowing?
Rise up so early in the morn.
Don't you hear the captain shouting
"Dinah, blow your horn?"
All the live long day.
I've been workin' on the railroad,
Just to pass the time away.
Don't you hear the whistle blowing?
Rise up so early in the morn.
Don't you hear the captain shouting
"Dinah, blow your horn?"
Dinah, won't you blow,
Dinah, won't you blow,
Dinah, won't you blow your horn?
Dinah, won't you blow,
Dinah, won't you blow,
Dinah, won't you blow your horn?
Dinah, won't you blow,
Dinah, won't you blow your horn?
Dinah, won't you blow,
Dinah, won't you blow,
Dinah, won't you blow your horn?
Someone's in the kitchen with Dinah.
Someone's in the kitchen, I know.
Someone's in the kitchen with Dinah
Strumming on the old banjo.
Someone's in the kitchen, I know.
Someone's in the kitchen with Dinah
Strumming on the old banjo.
Fee, fie, fiddle-e-i-o.
Fee, fie, fiddle-e-i-o-o-o-o.
Fee, fie, fiddle-e-i-o.
Strumming on the old banjo.
Fee, fie, fiddle-e-i-o-o-o-o.
Fee, fie, fiddle-e-i-o.
Strumming on the old banjo.
She’ll be Coming Round the Mountian
She'll be coming round the mountain
When she comes
When she comes
(Toot, toot!)
She'll be coming round the mountain
When she comes
When she comes
(Toot, toot!)
She'll be coming round the mountain,
She'll be coming round the mountain,
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
(Toot, toot!)
She'll be driving six white horses
When she comes
When she comes
(Whoa back!)
She'll be driving six white horses
When she comes
When she comes
(Whoa back!)
She'll be driving six white horses,
She'll be driving six white horses,
She'll be driving six white horses
When she comes
She'll be driving six white horses,
She'll be driving six white horses
When she comes
(Whoa back! Toot, toot!)
Oh, we'll all go out to meet her
When she comes
(Hi babe!)
Oh, we'll all go out to meet her
When she comes
When she comes
(Hi babe!)
Oh, we'll all go out to meet her,
We'll all go out to meet her,
We'll all go out to meet her
When she comes
We'll all go out to meet her,
We'll all go out to meet her
When she comes
(Hi babe!
Whoa back! Toot, toot!)
Whoa back! Toot, toot!)
She'll be wearing red pajamas
When she comes
(Scratch, scratch)
She'll be wearing red pajamas
When she comes
(Scratch, scratch)
She'll be wearing red pajamas,
She'll be wearing red pajamas,
She'll be wearing red pajamas
When she comes
She'll be wearing red pajamas,
She'll be wearing red pajamas
When she comes
(Scratch, scratch, Hi babe!
Whoa back! Toot, toot!)
Whoa back! Toot, toot!)
I recall that we sang the following verse not shown in this source:
Oh we’ll kill the old red rooster when she comes
(Hack, Hack)
etc.
etc.
I don’t recall singing this verse:
She will have to sleep with Grandma
When she comes
She will have to sleep with Grandma
When she comes
(She snores!)
She will have to sleep with Grandma
When she comes
When she comes
(She snores!)
She will have to sleep with Grandma,
She'll have to sleep with Grandma,
She will have to sleep with Grandma
When she comes
(She snores!, hack hack,
Scratch, scratch, Hi babe!
Whoa back! Toot, toot!)
Tell Me Why
Written By: Unknown
Music By: D. Best
Adapted By: Terry Kluytmans
Copyright © 1998 KIDiddles.com
Music By: D. Best
Adapted By: Terry Kluytmans
Copyright © 1998 KIDiddles.com
Tell me why the stars do shine,
Tell me why the ivy twines,
Tell me why the skies are blue,
And I will tell you just why I love you.
Because God made the stars to shine,
Because God made the ivy twine,
Because God made the sky so blue,
Because God made you, that's why I love you.
I really think that dear God above
Created you just for me to love;
He picked you out from all the rest
Because he knew that I'd love you the best.
Tell me why the ivy twines,
Tell me why the skies are blue,
And I will tell you just why I love you.
Because God made the stars to shine,
Because God made the ivy twine,
Because God made the sky so blue,
Because God made you, that's why I love you.
I really think that dear God above
Created you just for me to love;
He picked you out from all the rest
Because he knew that I'd love you the best.
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