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Land of the Silver Birch

Land of the silver birch, home of the beaver
Where still the mighty moose wanders at will

Blue lake and rocky shore
I will return once more
Boom-diddi-eye-di, boom-diddi-eye-di
Boom-diddi-eye-di, boom

My heart is sick for you, here in the lowlands
I will return to you, hills of the north

Swift as a silver fish, canoe of birch bark
Thy mighty waterways carry me forth

There where the blue lake lies, I'll set my wigwam
Close to the water's edge, silent and still


Leaders

(Barges)

Out of my tent flap looking in the night
I can see the leaders, boy, what a sight!
Curlers in their hair and cold cream on their face
They look like something from outer space

Leaders, I would like to be like you
I would like to have some privileges too
Leaders, have you cookies that you hold?
Do you share with Scouts brave and bold

Out of my tent flap looking in the night
I can see those leaders having a fight
Silently goes a pillow through the air
And here comes someone's underwear

Leaders, I don't want to be with you
I would probably end up black and blue
Leaders, have you cookies that you hold?
Do you share with Scouts good as gold


Leapfrog

One hedgehog edged up to the hedge as the other hedgehog edged down
One hedgehog edged up to the hedge as the other hedgehog edged down
One hedgehog edged up to the hedge as the other hedgehog edged down
As one hedgehog edged up the hedge as the other hedgehog edged down

There were only playing leapfrog
There were only playing leapfrog
There were only playing leapfrog
As one hedgehog edged up the hedge as the other hedgehog edged down

Other Verses:
A spider espyed a spider astride anothe spider's back
One photographer photographed another photographers back


Let's All Sing

Let's all sing like the birdies sing
Tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet
Let's all sing like the birdies sing
Give yourself a treat
Let's all warble like nightingales
Life can be so sweet
Now you know all the words
So let's sing like the birds
Tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet


Lions and Tigers and Bears

(When Johnny Comes Marching Home)

When lions are roaming on the plain, hurrah, hurrah
When lions are roaming on the plain, hurrah, hurrah
When lions are roaming on the plain
we fall on our knees and pray for rain

And we all go running up to the hills to get out of their way
Hey, hey, hey

When tigers go stalking in the wood . . .
All creatures do what they know they should

When bears are growling loud and long . . .
Everyone flees but the young and the strong

When rhinos go marching to the lake . . .
Trees do bend and the ground does shake


Lion Hunt

We're going on a lion hunt
We're not scared
Got me gun by me side
And bullets too

Coming up to short grass now
Cant go under it
Cant go round it
Got to go through it, swish, swish, swish, swish (softly pushing grass aside with small movements of hands)

Coming up to long grass now
Got to go through it, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh (loudly pushing grass aside with large movements of hands)

Coming up to mud now
Got to go through it, squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch (raises hands slowly as if stuck in mud)

Coming up to a bridge now
Got to go through it, boom, boom, boom, boom (beat chest rhythmically for sound of bridge crossing)

Coming up to cave now
It's very dark
I've found s..s.. something
It's soft and furry
It's warm and moves
AHHH! it's a lion, run!!!
boom, boom, boom, boom
squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch
swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh
swish, swish, swish, swish
Phew! You coming on a lion hunt?
NO!


Little Black Things

(Clemintine)

Little black things, little black things
Crawling up and down my arms
If I wait 'til they have babies
I could start a black thing farm

Haven't taken a bath in two weeks
And I never change my clothes
I have got these little black things
Where they come from heaven knows

Once a cute girl tried to kiss me
But she jumped and gave a yell
And I never got to ask her
Was it the black things or the smell


Little Rabbit

In a cabin in the woods, little old man by the window stood
Saw a rabbit hopping by, frightened as can be
"Help me, help me, help me." He said
"Before the hunter shoots me dead"
Come little rabbit, come inside; safely at my side


Little Rabbit Frew Frew

Little rabbit Frew Frew
Hopping through the forest
Scooping up the field mice
And bopping them on the head

When along came the Good Fairy and she said
Little rabbit Frew Frew
I don't like you attitude
Scooping up the field mice
And bopping them on the head
So I'm going to give you three chances and if you don't behave I'm going to turn you into a goon

When along came the Good Fairy and she said
Little rabbit Frew Frew
I don't like you attitude
Scooping up the field mice
And bopping them on the head
So I'm going to give you two more chances and if you don't behave I'm going to turn you into a goon

When along came the Good Fairy and she said
Little rabbit Frew Frew
I don't like you attitude
Scooping up the field mice
And bopping them on the head
So I'm going to give you one more chance and if you don't behave I'm going to turn you into a goon

When along came the Good Fairy and she said
Little rabbit Frew Frew
I don't like you attitude
Scooping up the field mice
And bopping them on the head
I've given you three chance and you didn't behave So I'm going to turn you into a goon

And the moral of this story is Hare today, Goon tomorrow


Lloyd George Knew My Father

(Onward Christian Soldiers)

Lloyd George knew my father
Father knew Lloyd George
Lloyd George knew my father
Father knew Lloyd George
Lloyd George knew my father
Father knew Lloyd George
Lloyd George knew my father
Father knew Lloyd George
Lloyd George knew my father
Father knew Lloyd George
Lloyd George knew my father
Father knew Lloyd George


London Bridge is Falling Down

London Bridge is falling down, falling down, falling down
London Bridge is falling down, my fair lady

Buld it up with sticks and stones, sticks and stones, sticks and stones
Build it up with sticks and stones, my fair lady


London's Burning

Londons burning, Londons burning
Fetch the engines, fetch the engines
Fire Fire, Fire Fire
Pour on water, Pour on water


Lord Jim

I know an old bloke and his name is Lord Jim,
And he had a wife who threw tomatoes at him,
Now tomatoes are juicy, don't injure the skin,
But these ones they did, they was inside a tin.

Ho-je-ra, what d'you say?
For the queen of society lives down our way.

I know an old lady, her name is Miss Brown,
She was having a bath and she couldn't come down,
She said that she would be down in a tick,
She slipped on the soap and she did come down quick.


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