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Friday, 10 March 2006 |
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We sing this song with pride and energy.
We are the boys from 1001, hey!
We're always on the run, hey!
Camporee caravans, round ups too,
We are the boys of the Canyon Creek crew.
You'll never hear us gripe or complain, hey!
We love to camp in sun, wind or rain, hey!
We're from Richardson, dear old Richardson!
We are from 1001!
(who?) 1001!
(where?) 1001!
OH...!
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Last Updated ( Monday, 03 April 2006 )
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Written by Administrator
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Friday, 10 March 2006 |
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This song is sung in reverence to the melody of "Oh Christmas
Tree."
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?
(hum a full stanza)
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Last Updated ( Monday, 26 June 2006 )
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Written by Administrator
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Friday, 10 March 2006 |
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An Irish song that some sing on hikes and campfires.
Chorus:
Ho, ro, the rattlin' bog,
The bog down in the valley-o.
Ho, ro, the rattlin' bog,
The bog down in the valley-o.
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Last Updated ( Sunday, 02 April 2006 )
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