Cub Scout

Pack 353

Song Book

 

 

THIS LAND IS YOUR LAND

 

Chorus:

This land in your land, this land is my land,
From California, to the New York Island,
From the redwood forests to the Gulf Stream waters,
This land was made for you and me.

 

Chorus:

 

As I was walking, that ribbon of highway,
I saw above me that endless skyway,
I saw below me that Golden Valley,
This land was made for you and me.

 

Chorus:

 

I've roamed and rambled and I followed my footsteps,
To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts,
And all around me a voice was sounding,
This land was made for you and me.


Chorus:

 

 

 

SCOUT VESPERS

 

Softly falls the light of day,

While our campfire fades away.

Silently each Scout should ask

"Have I done my daily task?

Have I kept my honor bright?

Can I guiltless sleep tonight?

Have I done and have I dared

Everything to be prepared?

 

The Cub Went Over the Mountain

 

(Tune: For He's a Jolly Good Fellow)

 

The Cub went over the mountain,
The Cub went over the mountain,
The Cub went over the mountain,
To see what he could see.

And all that he could see,
And all that he could see,
Was the other side of the mountain,
The other side of the mountain.
The other side of the mountain,
Was all that he could see.

Sing first using "Tiger ,Wolf," then "Bear," and finally "Webelos."

 

Froggie

 

 

Dog (repeat)
Dog Cat (repeat)
Dog Cat Mouse (repeat)
Froggie (repeat)
Itsy Bitsie Tiny Winy Little Green Frogie (repeat)
Jump Jump Jump Little Froggie (repeat)
Gobble Up All Those Worms and Spiders (repeat)
Fleas and Flies Scrum-Diddilichus (repeat)
Ribbit ribbit ribbit ribbit ribbit ribbit Croak (repeat)

 

For each verse, the leader sings the verse, then everyone repeats after him/her. Repeat the song faster and faster until you can't anymore.

Home on the Range

Oh give me a home where the buffalo roam,
Where the deer and the antelope play,
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word,
And the skies are not cloudy all day.

Chorus
Home, home on the range,
Where the deer and the antelope play,
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word,
And the skies are not cloudy all day.

 

Hiking In The Woods

(Tune: "She'll Be Coming 'Round The Mountain")

We'll be hiking in the woods from dawn to dusk.
We'll be hiking in the woods from dawn to dusk.
We;ll be hiking in the woods, yes, we'll be hiking in the woods;
Yes, we'll be hiking in the woods from dawn to dusk.

We'll be swatting fat mosquitoes as we go. Etc.

We'll be tripping over tree roots as we go. Etc.

We'll be eating moldy hotdogs for our lunch. Etc.

We'll be scratching poison ivy on our arms. Etc.

We'll be slashing every puddle that we see. Etc.

We'll be singing out of tune along the way. Etc.

We'll all be glad to see our beds tonight. Etc.

 

 

 

 

When the Pack begins to Sing

(Tune: "When The Saints Go Marching In")

Oh, when the Pack begins to sing;
Oh, when the Pack begins to sing;
Sometimes, I just can't tell who's the loudest;
When the Pack begins to sing!

(Each Den in turn:)
Oh, when (Tigers, Wolves, Bears, Webelos) begins to sing;
Oh, when (Tigers, Wolves, Bears, Webelos) begins to sing;
We're gonna try to sing out the loudest;
When (Tigers, Wolves s, Bears, Webelos) begins to sing!

Oh, when the parents begin to sing;-etc.

Oh, when the Pack sings all together;
Oh, when the Pack sings all together;
That's when we always sing the PROUDEST;
When the Pack sings all together!

 

 

 

On Top of Spaghetti

(Tune: On Top of Old Smokey)

Actions: make appropriate finger and body actions for the words, and don't leave out a real, live sneeze.

On top of spaghetti,
All covered with cheese.
I lost my poor meatball,
When somebody sneezed.

It rolled off the table,
And onto the floor.
And then my poor meatball,
Rolled out of the door.

It rolled in the garden,
And under a bush.
And then my poor meatball,
Was nothing but mush.

The mush was as tasty
As tasty could be,
And early next summer
It grew into a tree.

The tree was all covered
With beautiful moss,
It grew lovely meatballs
And tomato sauce.

So if you eat spaghetti,
All covered with cheese,
Hold on to your meatballs
And don't ever sneeze.

 

Road Kill Stew

(Tune: Three Blind Mice)

Road Kill stew,
Road Kill stew,
Tases so good,
Just like it should.

First you go down to the Interstate
You wait for the critter to meet it's fate.
You take it home and you make it great!
Road Kill stew,
Road Kill stew.

 

 

 

One Sunny Day

One sunny day
(echo)
I met a bear
(echo)
Out in the woods
(echo)
A way out there
(echo)

(other verses sung in the same manner)
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 can see you
Ain't got a gun

And so I ran
Away from there
Right behind me was
That great big bear

In front of me
There was a tree
Oh my oh me
A great big tree

The nearest branch
Was ten feet up
I'd have to jump
And trust to luck

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

Now don't you fret
Now don't you frown
I caught that branch
On the way back down

That's all there is
There ain't no more
Unless I meet
That bear once more

Next time I saw
That great big bear
He was a rug
On the bathroom floor