Camp Ajawah Song Book

Camp Ajawah Song Book

July 11, 2004

Ajawah Song Book- 1 -

Ajawah Songs

Table Of Contents

Ajawah Song Book- 1 -

Ajawah Rouser

All Night, All Day

Amazing Grace

The Ash Grove

At The Boarding House

Battle Hymn Of The Republic

Battle Of New Orleans

Be Prepared

Blowin' In The Wind

Boomdeada

Canadian Wilderness

Can't Help But Wonder

Cielito Lindo

Come, Scouts

Cowboy's Lullaby

Dark As A Dungeon

Do Lord

Dunderback

Early In The Morning

Edelweiss

The Far Northland

Five Hundred Miles

Footsteps

Friday Night

God Bless America

God Save The Queen

Good Night, Irene

Green Grow The Rushes

The Happy Wanderer

Hi Ho

Hobo's Lullaby

I Was Dreaming Of A Campfire

If I Had A Hammer

If You Want To Be A Boy Scout

If You're Happy

Isaac Azumba

It's Cheese

James James

John Brown’s Body

John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt

Kookaburra

Kumbayah

Let Us Sing Together

Lifeboat Crew

Little Johnny England

The Little Man

Little Tommy Tinker

Lovely Evening

Macnamara's Band

Marching To Pretoria

Michael

Minnesota Rouser

Mister Moon

Mister Rabbit

Morning Has Broken

The Mta

Music Alone Shall Live

Nova Scotia

Ol' Texas

Old 97

Old Paint

One Dark Night

Our Paddles

Patsy Oree-Ay

Puff, The Magic Dragon

Ragtime Cowboy Joe

Ramblin' Boy

Rattlin' Bog

Rise And Shine

Roll On, Columbia

Rule, Brittania

The Russian Song

Si And I

Scout Grace

Sing A Song Of Cities

Sing Your Way Home

So Long

Sixpence

Sixteen Tons

The Sloop John B

Softly Now

The Star Spangled Banner

Springhill Mine Disaster

Swing Low

Tenting Tonight

This Land Is Your Land

The Three Bears

Tijuana Jail

The Titanic

To Stop The Train

Tom Dooley

Tramp, Tramp, Tramp

Troop 33 Anthem

Upward Trail

Viva L'amour

Waltzing Matilda

Waterloo

We Shall Overcome

Whaling Song

Where Have All The Flowers Gone

Who Did?

You Can Dig

You're A Grand Old Flag

Ajawah Song Book- 1 -

AJAWAH ROUSER

When we sing, when we shout,

We all know what we're about,

And we'll sing you a chorus or two.

You can bet we have the snap

That will put us on the map,

There's no reason why we should feel blue!

CHORUS:

For it's "Hi hi hee, Camp Ajawah for me,"

Shout out your praises loud and strong, Ajawah!

With all our pep, we'll make the others step,

And we'll march at the head of the throng (keep on marching),

And we'll march at the head of the throng.

On the land, in the lake,

Everywhere we take the cake,

In whatever we're doing we shine.

If you want to shine with us,

Fall in line without a fuss,

Pull your belt in and straighten your spine.

CHORUS

We're a bunch of husky lads,

We'll be better than our dads,

And our mothers will feel mighty proud.

We don't brag, we don't boast,

We're just telling you the truth,

Come now, fellows, sing this chorus loud.

CHORUS

ALL NIGHT, ALL DAY

CHORUS:

All night, all day, angels watching over me, my Lord,

All night, all day, angels watching over me.

Day is dying in the west,

Angels watching over me, my Lord.

Sleep my child and take your rest,

Angels watching over me.

CHORUS

Now I lay me down to sleep,

Angels watching over me, my Lord.

Pray the Lord my soul to keep,

Angels watching over me.

CHORUS

AMAZING GRACE

Amazing grace, how sweet the sound,

That saved a wretch like me!

I once was lost, but now am found,

Was blind, but now I see.

'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,

And grace my fears relieved;

How precious did that grace appear

The hour I first believed!

Through many dangers, toils and snares,

I have already come;

'Tis grace that brought me safe thus far,

And grace will lead me home.

When we've been there ten thousand years,

Bright shining as the sun,

We've no less days to sing God's praise,

Than when we first begun.

THE ASH GROVE

The ash grove, how graceful, how plainly 'tis speaking,

The harp through it playing has language for me.

Whenever the light through its branches is breaking,

A host of kind faces is gazing on me.

The friends of my childhood again are before me,

Each step wakes a memory as freely I roam.

With soft whispers laden its leaves rustle o'er me,

The ash grove, the ash grove alone is my home.

My laughter is over, my step loses lightness,

Old countryside measures steal soft on my ear.

I only remember the past and its brightness,

The dear ones I mourn for again gather here.

From out of the shadows, their loving looks greet me,

And, wistfully searching the leafy green dome,

I find other faces, fond bending to greet me,

The ash grove, the ash grove alone is my home.

AT THE BOARDING HOUSE

At the boarding house where I lived,

Everything was growing old.

Silver threads among the butter,

And the bread was all a-mold.

When the dog died, we had sausage,

When the cat died, catnip tea.

When the landlord died I left there.

Spareribs were too much for me.

BATTLE HYMN OF THE REPUBLIC

Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord,

He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored.

He has loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword,

His truth is marching on.

CHORUS:

Glory, glory, hallelujah,

His truth is marching on.

I have seen Him in the watchfires of a hundred circling camps,

They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps,

I have read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps,

His truth is marching on.

CHORUS

He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat,

He has sifted out the hearts of men before the judgment seat,

O, be swift, my soul, to answer Him, be jubilant my feet,

His truth is marching on.

CHORUS

BATTLE OF NEW ORLEANS

In 1814, we took a little trip,

Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip.

We took a little bacon and we took a little beans,

And we met the mighty British in the town of New Orleans.

CHORUS:

We fired our guns and the British kept a-comin',

There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago.

Fired once more and they began a-runnin',

On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.

Old Hickory said we could take 'em by surprise,

If we didn't fire our muskets 'til we looked 'em in the eyes.

We held our fire 'til we saw their faces well,

Then we opened up our squirrel guns and really gave 'em, well . . .

CHORUS

Well, they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles,

They ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go.

They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em,

On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.

We fired our cannon 'til the barrel melted down,

Then we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round.

We filled his head with cannonballs and powdered his behind,

And when we touched the powder off, the 'gator lost his mind.

CHORUS

BE PREPARED

O, be prepared, prepared, prepared,

The motto of the Boy Scouts.

O, be prepared, prepared, prepared,

The motto of the Scouts.

Prepared, prepared, the motto of the Boy Scouts,

Prepared, prepared, the motto of the Scouts.

BLOWIN' IN THE WIND

How many roads must a man walk down,

Before they can call him a man?

Yes and how many seas must a white dove sail,

Before she sleeps in the sand?

Yes and how many times must the cannonballs fly,

Before they are forever banned?

The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,

The answer is blowin' in the wind.

How many times must a man look up,

Before he can see the sky?

Yes and how many ears must one man have,

Before he can hear people cry?

Yes and how many deaths will it take 'til he knows,

That too many people have died?

The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,

The answer is blowin' in the wind.

How many years can a mountain exist,

Before it is washed to the sea?

Yes and how many years can some people exist,

Before they're allowed to be free?

Yes and how many times can a man turn his head,

Pretendin' he just doesn't see?

The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,

The answer is blowin' in the wind.

BOOMDEADA

I love the mountains, I love the rolling hills,

I love the flowers, even the daffodils.

I love the fire's glow, when all the lights are low.

Boomdeada, boomdeada, boomdeada, boomdeada…

CANADIAN WILDERNESS

Life of a voyageur, that of a sojourner,

Traveling around and round, but not from town to town,

Travels the lakes and streams, follows his distant dreams,

Peace on the waterway, blue sky or cloudy day.

CHORUS:

My heart has but one home,

From which I never roam,

Land of true happiness,

Canadian wilderness.

The mist from the roaring falls,

Distant hooting of the owls,

Fire crackling through the night,

Rising fog at dawn's first light,

Smoke rising from the fire,

Up to the trees in stately spire,

Reach for the sky in the evening glow,

Sun goes down, no North winds blow.

CHORUS

The call of the lonely loon,

Coyotes howling at the moon,

Wind rustling through trees,

That's the Canadian breeze,

Fall when the leaves come tumbling down,

Winter's blanket covers the ground,

Zephyrs whispering through the pines,

Voyageur's heritage, this is mine.

CHORUS

CAN'T HELP BUT WONDER

It's a long and dusty road,

It's a hard and heavy load,

And the people that I meet aren't always kind.

Some are bad, some are good,

Some have done the best they could,

And some have tried to ease my troubled mind.

CHORUS:

And I can't help but wonder where I'm bound, where I'm bound,

I can't help but wonder where I'm bound.

Had a buddy way back home, and he started out to roam,

And they say that he's out by 'Frisco Bay.

And sometimes when I'm feeling blue,

His voice comes singing through

And I think I'll go and see him some old day.

CHORUS

If you see my passing by and you start to wonder why,

And you think that you might be a rambler too.

Nail your shoes to the kitchen floor, lace them up and bar the door,

And thank the Lord for the roof that's over you.

CHORUS

CIELITO LINDO

De la Sierra Morena, Cielito Lindo vienen bajando

Un par de o jitos negros, Cielito Lindo, de contrabando.

CHORUS:

Ay, ay, ay ay! Canta y no llores

Porque cantando se alegran, Cielito Lindo, los corazones.

Una flecha en el aire, Cielito Lindo, lanzo Cupido

Y como fue jugando, Cielito Lindo, yo fui el herido.

CHORUS

COME, SCOUTS

Come, scouts, we're off for today,

Hiking to hilltops far, far away.

With our colors flying high,

We'll reach the summit, by and by.

What though the trail be hard and long,

You'll always hear us singing our song,

As we hike along the trail,

Hiking to victory.

COWBOY'S LULLABY

Desert silvery blue beneath the pale moonshine,

Coyotes yappin' lazy on the hill,

Sleepy winks of light along the far skyline,

Time for millin' cattle to be still.

CHORUS:

So, now, the lightnin's far away,

The coyote's nothing skeery, just singin' to his dearie.

Yo ho, amala halilay.

So settle down, ye cattle, 'til the morning.

Nothin' out there on the plain that you folks need,

Nothin' there that seems to catch your eye.

Still, you've got to watch 'em or they'll all stampede,

Plunging down a 'rroyo bank to die.

CHORUS

Mostly it's a moonlight world my trail winds through,

Can't see far beyond the saddle horn,

Always in the distance is the silvery blue,

Always underneath, the rock and thorn.

CHORUS

DARK AS A DUNGEON

Come all you young fellows, so young and so fine,

And seek not your fortune in the dark dreary mine.

It will form as a habit and seep in your soul,

Till the blood in your veins runs as black as the coal.

CHORUS:

Where it's dark as the dungeon and damp as the dew,

Where the dangers are double and the pleasures are few.

Where the rain never falls and the sun never shines,

It's dark as a dungeon way down in the mine.

There's many a man I have seen in my day

Who lived just to labor his whole life away.

Like a fiend with his dope, or a drunkard his wine,

A man must have lust for the lure of the mine.

CHORUS

I hope when I'm gone and the ages shall roll,

My body will blacken and turn into coal.

Then I'll look from the door of my heavenly home,

And pity the miner a-digging my bones.

CHORUS

DO LORD

CHORUS:

Do Lord, oh do Lord, oh do remember me,

Look away beyond the blue.

I've got a home in glory land that outshines the sun,

Look away beyond the blue.

CHORUS

I'll wear the robe and you'll wear the crown, we'll walk the golden stairs,

Look away beyond the blue.

CHORUS
DUNDERBACK

There was a fat old Dutchman, his name was Dunderback.

He was very fond of sausage meat and ate it by the pack.

He got himself a patent on a sausage-making machine,

And he got himself a sausage works, the finest ever seen.

CHORUS:

Oh Dunderback , oh Dunderback, how could you be so mean?

I'm sorry you invented that wonderful machine.

For pussycats and alleyrats will never more be seen,

For they'll all be ground to sausage meat in Dunderback's machine.

One day a very little boy came walking in the store,

To buy a pound of sausage meat and eggs a half a score.

And while he was a-waiting, he whistled up a tune,

And the sausage meat began to hop and dance around the room.

CHORUS

One day he got excited, the machine it wouldn't go.

So Dunderback, he crawled inside, the reason for to know.

His wife was having nightmares and walking in her sleep,

And she gave that crank an awful yank, and Dunderback was meat.

CHORUS

EARLY IN THE MORNING

I remember Grandpa telling me that I was born

As the sun was coming up, early in the morn.

'Member I was born, early in the morn.

CHORUS:

When you lift your eyes and

See the sun a-risin'

On the far horizon

Early in the morning.

It was early in the day when I set out to roam,

Kissed my love and went to seek my fortune far from home.

I set out to roam, far away from home.

CHORUS

But today when I awoke I missed my darling so.

Had to have her by my side for evermore I know.

Missed my darling so, evermore I know.

CHORUS

So tomorrow I'll be leaving at the break of day,

Going to hurry to my love and there I'll always stay.

At the break of day, there I'll always stay.

CHORUS

EDELWEISS

Edelweiss, edelweiss, every morning you greet me,

Small and white, green and bright, you look happy to meet me.

Blossom of snow, may you bloom and grow, bloom and grow forever.

Edelweiss, edelweiss, bless my homeland forever.

THE FAR NORTHLAND

It's the Far Northland that's a-calling me away,

As take I with my packsack to the road,

It's the call on me of the forest in the North,

As step I with the sunlight for my load.

CHORUS:

By Lake Duncan and Clearwater to the Bearskin I will go,

Where you see the loon and hear its plaintive wail.

If you're thinking in your inner heart there's swagger in my step,

You've never been along the Border Trail.

It's the flash of paddle blades a-gleaming in the sun,

Of canvas softly skimming by the shore,

It's the tang of pine and bracken coming on the breeze,

That calls me to the waterways once more.

CHORUS

FIVE HUNDRED MILES

If you miss the train I'm on,