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Welcome to Guiding With Guider Dusk |
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Well-Known Songs |
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All together now ...
2. Buddies and Pals (2-Part Song) 2 3. Donkey Riding
– Canadian Sea Chanty. 2 4. Farewell to Nova Scotia –
Helen Creighton. 2 5. Golden Prairie Land
– Bill Rate. 2 6. Grab Another Hand
– David Graham.. 3 9. Home On The Range
– Brewster Higley. 3 10. I’se the B’y That Builds the Boat – Newfoundland
Folk Song. 4 11. It's a Small World
– Richard M. & Richard B. Sherman. 4 12. Jack Was Every Inch a Sailor
– Newfoundland Folk Song. 6 15. Something to Sing About
– Oscar Brand. 7 16. Swinging Along
– Gladys Jacobs. 8 17. The Happy Wanderer –
Friedrich W. Moller. 8 18. The More We Get Together. 9 19. Tie Me Kangaroo Down – Rolf Harris. 9 20. Tinga Layo –
Caribbean Calypso. 9 21. This Land is Your Land
– Woody Guthrie. 10 22. Tzena (2-Part Round) - Israel 10 23. Walk Around –
Marion Kay. 10 24.
Waltzing Matilda - Australia. 10 Some
songs you may know: ü I’ve Been Working On The Railroad ü She’ll be Comin’ Round the Mountain ü Alouette List 5 other songs you could use for your Well-Known Campfire Song.
Some
of my favourites:
As
we trek along together, As
we trek along. Shall
we sing a song together, Shall
we sing a song? Love
life, laughter and sorrow, Who knows what comes tomorrow Who knows and who cares, As we trek along. As
we trek along together, As
we trek along. Shall
we sing a song together, Shall
we sing a song? Though
the way may be weary Still
our hearts will be cheery If
we sing a song As
we trek along. 2.
Buddies and Pals
(2-Part Song)
You
and me, we’re gonna be partners. You
and me, we’re gonna be pals, You
and me, we’re gonna be partners: Buddies and pals. You
and me, we started off strangers, You
and me, we came from afar, You
and me, we started off strangers; Now
we are friends. 3.
Donkey Riding
– Canadian Sea Chanty
Were
you ever in Quebec stowing timber on the deck? Where
there’s a King with a golden crown, riding on a donkey? Chorus: Hey, ho! Away we go! Donkey riding, donkey riding. Hey,
ho! Away we go! Riding on a donkey. Were
you ever off the Horn where it’s always fine and warm? See
the Lion and the Unicorn, riding on a donkey? Were
you ever in Cardiff Bay where the folks all shout “Hurray”? “Here
comes John with his three months’ pay, riding on a donkey!” 4.
Farewell to Nova Scotia –
Helen Creighton
Chorus: Farewell to Nova Scotia Your sea bound coast Let your mountains dark and dreary be For when I am far away On the briny ocean tossed Will
you ever heave a sigh or a wish for me? The
sun was setting in the west The
birds were singing on every tree All
nature seemed inclined to rest But
still there was no rest for me
I
grieve to leave my comrades all And
my parents whom I love so dear And
the bonny bonny lass that I do adore
The
Captain calls we must obey So
farewell farewell to Nova Scotia's charms For
it's early in the morning, I am far far away
Their
arms are folded on their breast While
a poor simple sailor just like me Must
be tossed and driven o'er the dark blue sea 5.
Golden Prairie Land – Bill Rate
Many
years ago they say, ‘Long came the Hudson’s Bay, Built
their little forts along the rivers Those
forts grew and grew And
I’m telling you They’re
still growing bigger and bigger. Chorus: Golden Prairie Land, Grandest
mountain land Sing
for all you’re worth. Sing
‘ cause you’re proud of it, Right
out loud with it, Finest country on earth. Bright
blue skies above, Home
towns we dearly love. Sing
with might and main. Golden
Prairie Land, Grandest
mountain land. Sing
it again and again. Honor
to the pioneers, Heroes
of bygone years, Built
their little shacks along the rivers They
prepared the way So
we find today We’re
still growing bigger and bigger. Come
along a thousand fold, Oil
wells with liquid gold, Gas
and coal miners all along the rivers, Pay
us a friendly call Welcome
one and all And
help us grow bigger and bigger. 6.
Grab Another Hand – David Graham
Grab
another hand; grab a hand next to ya, Grab
another hand and sing this song. Grab
another hand; grab a hand next to ya, Grab
another hand and sing, sing this song. Chorus: Al-la, la, al,
la, la la, le-lu-ya, Al-la,
la, la, la, la, la le-lu, Al-la,
la, la, la, la, la-le-lu-ya, Al-la,
la, la, la, la, la, Al-le-lu-ya. Shake
another hand; shake a hand next to ya, Shake
another hand and sing this song. Shake
another hand; shake a hand next to ya, Shake
another hand and sing, sing this song. Clap
another hand; clap a hand next to ya, Clap
another hand and sing this song. Clap
another hand; clap a hand next to ya, Clap
another hand and sing, sing this song. Raise
another hand; raise a hand next to ya, Raise
another hand and sing this song. Raise
another hand; raise a hand next to ya, Raise
another hand and sing, sing this song. 7. Hey Dee Roon
Come on and sing with me, Hey dee roon, Oh, Come on and sing with me, Hey dee roon, Oh, Come on and sing with me, Hey dee roon, Oh, Come on and sing with me, Hey dee roon. Hey, hey dee roon, Oh Hey, hey dee roon, Oh Hey, hey dee roon, Oh Hey dee roon Come on and dance with me ….. Come on and clap with me ….. Come on and play with me ….. Sing everybody sing …..
Dis
long time gal me never see you. Come
mak me hol’ yo’ han’. Dis
long time gal me never see you. Come
mak me hol’ yo’ han’. Chorus: Peel head John Crow siddun ‘pon tree top, Pick off de blossom, Mak me hol’ yo’ han’ gal. Mak
me hol’ yo’ han’. Verse
2: Walk and talk Verse
3: Wheel and jig 9. Home
On The Range – Brewster Higley
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. Where the air is so pure, and the zephyrs so free, The breezes so balmy and light, That I would not exchange my home on the range, For all of the cities so bright.
He's likely no more to return, To the banks of the Red River where seldom if ever Their flickering campfires burn.
How often at night when the heavens are bright, With the light from the glittering stars, Have I stood there amazed and asked as I gazed, If their glory exceeds that of ours.
The curlew I love to hear cry, And I love the white rocks and the antelope flocks, That graze on the mountain slopes high.
Flows leisurely down in the stream; Where the graceful white swan goes gliding along, Like a maid in a heavenly dream.
Where the deer and the antelope play; Where seldom is heard a discouraging word, And the skies are not cloudy all day. 10.
I’se the B’y That Builds the Boat – Newfoundland Folk Song
I’se
the b’y that builds the boat, And
I’se the b’y that sails her! I’se
the b’y that catches the fish And
takes ‘em home to Lizer. Chorus: Hip yer partner, Sally Tibbo’! Hip yer partner, Sally Brown! Fogo, Twillin gate, Morton’s Harbour. All
around the circle. Sods
and rinds to cover yer flake, Cake
and tea for supper, Cod
fish in the spring o’ the year Fried
in maggoty butter. I
don’t want your maggoty fish, That’s
no good for winter; I
could buy as good as that Down
in Bonavista. I
took Lizer to a dance, And
faith, but she could travel! And
every step that she did take Was
up to her knees in gravel. Susan
White, she’s out of sight, Her
petticoat wants a border; Old
Sam Oliver, in the dark, He
kissed her in the corner. 11.
It's
a Small World
– Richard M. & Richard B.
Sherman
It's a world of laughter, a world of tears
It's a world of hopes and a world of fears
There's so much that we share That it's time we're aware It's a small world after all. It's a small world after all It's a small world after all It's a small world after all It's a small, small
world There
is just one moon and one golden sun And a smile means
friendship to everyone Though the mountains divide And the oceans are wide It's a small world after all. It's a world of Guiding, a world of fun It's a world of aims, but we work as one There's so much that we share That it's time we're aware It's a small world after all.
And the Guiding Handshake will be the same
We have friends in Japan, Mexico, Pakistan, It's a small world after all.
Every Guide & Ranger & Brownie, Guide
Throughout Guiding we find, Both in body & mind It's a small world after all. 12. Jack Was Every Inch a Sailor – Newfoundland Folk Song
Now ‘twas twenty-five or thirty years since Jack first saw the light; He came into this world of woe one dark and stormy night. He was born on board his father’s ship as she was lying to. ‘Bout twenty-five or thirty miles southeast of Bacalhao. Chorus: Jack was every inch a sailor, Five and twenty years a whaler; Jack was every inch a sailor, He was born upon the bright blue sea. When Jack grew up to be a man, he went to Labrador; He fished in Indian Harbour where his father fished before; On returning in the fog, he met a heavy gale, And Jack was swept into the sea and swallowed by a whale. The whale went straight for Baffin’s Bay ‘bout ninety knots an
hour, And every time he’d blow a spray, he’d send it in a shower. “Oh, now,” says Jack unto himself, “I must see what he’s
about.” He caught the whale all by the tail and turned him inside out. 13.
John Kanaka
I thought I heard the old man say, John Kanakanaka Tooriay! Today, today is holiday, John Kanakanaka tooriay. Chorus: Toriay, oh, tooriay! John Kanakanaka tooriay! Oh, haul, oh, haul, oh, haul away: John Kanakanaka Tooriay! Oh, hawl away and make your pay. John Kanakanaka tooriay! We’re bound away at break of day; John Kanakanaka Tooriay! We’re bound away for ‘Frisco Bay. John Kanakanaka tooriay! We’re bound away around Cape Horn; John Kanakanaka Tooriay! We’re bound away tomorrow morn; John Kanakanaka tooriay!
14. Join Into the
Game
Let everyone clap hands like me.
(clap, clap) Let everyone clap hands like me.
(clap, clap) Come on and join into to the game, You’ll find that it’s
always the same. (clap, clap) (Sneeze,
whistle, snore, shake hands, nod head, etc.) 15.
Something to Sing About – Oscar Brand
I
have walked on the sands of the Grand Banks of Newfoundland Lazed
on the ridge of the Miramichi Seen
the waves tear and roar on the stone coast of Labrador Watched
them roll back to the Great Northern Sea Chorus: From the Vancouver Island to the Alberta Highland 'Cross the Prairies, the lakes to Ontario's towers From the sound of Mount Royal's chimes, up to the Maritimes Something to sing about, this land of ours I
have welcomed the dawn from the fields of Saskatchewan Followed
the sun to the Vancouver shore Watched
it climb shiny new up the snow peaks of Caribou Up
to the clouds where the wild Rockies soar
Bay
Bull and Red Deer and Strait of Belle Isle Names
like Grand Mere and Silverthorne Moose
Jaw and Marrowbone, Trails
of the pioneer, named with a smile
Treated
my toes to Quebec's morning dew Where
the sweet summer breeze kissed the leaves of the maple trees Sharing
this song that I'm singing to you
Call
out in chorus or quietly hum Of
a land that’s still young, with a ballad that's still unsung Telling
the promise of great things to come 16. Swinging Along
– Gladys Jacobs
Part I Swinging along the open road, Swinging along under a sky that’s clear. Swinging along the open road. All in the fall, in the fall of the year Swinging along, swinging along, swinging along the open road, All in the fall of the year. Part II Swinging along the open road, under a sky that’s clear. Swinging along the open road, in the fall of the year. Swinging along, swinging along, swinging along the open road, All in the fall of the year. 17.
The Happy Wanderer
– Friedrich W. Moller
Chorus: Fal-der-ri, fal-der-ra Fal-der-ri, fal-der-ra ra ra ra ra ra Fal-der-ri, fal-der-ra (Sing
the last line of the verse) I love to go a-wandering
Along the mountain track
And as I go, I love
to sing My knapsack on my back
I love to wander by
the stream That dances in the sun
So joyously it calls
to me Come join my happy song
And they wave back at
me And blackbirds call
so loud and clear From every greenwood
tree
Until the day I die
And may I always laugh
and sing Beneath God’s
clear blue sky 18.
The
More We Get Together
The more we get together,
together, together, The more we get together,
the happier we’ll be. For your friends are
my friends, And my friends are your
friends, The more we get together,
the happier we’ll be. 19.
Tie
Me Kangaroo Down – Rolf Harris
Watch me wallaby's feed,
mate, watch me wallaby's feed All together now - tie me kangaroo down, sport, tie me kangaroo
down
And keep me cockatoo cool, Curl, keep me cockatoo cool
Chorus: Tinga layo come little donkey come. Tinga layo come little donkey come. Me donkey walk, me donkey talk, Me donkey eat with a knife and fork. 21.
This Land is Your Land – Woody Guthrie
Chorus: This land is your land; this land is my land From
the Bonavista to the Vancouver Island From the Arctic
Circle to the Great Lake Waters This
land was made for you and me
As
I was walking that ribbon of highway When
the sun come shining then I was strolling 22.
Tzena (2-Part Round)
- Israel
Tzena, Tzena, Tzena,
Tzena, Can't you hear the music
playing in the village square? Tzena, Tzena, Tzena,
Tzena, Can't you hear the music
playing in the village square? Tzena, Tzena, join the
celebration. There'll be people there
from every nation. Dawn will find us dancing
in the sunlight, Dancing in the village
square. After
singing the song in unison divide into two groups. The second group starts when the first group has sung four bars. 23. Walk Around
– Marion Kay
Rivers that sparkle
and rush along free Forests so tall and
green Dressed in her finery,
Canada fair None are as lucky as
we. Chorus: Oh-h-h, walk around, look around Take the time to say How lucky I am that I live in this land Of Canada today. All kinds of people
from faraway lands Blended into one Customs and cultures
we're willing to share As true Canadians. Pioneers suffered to
settle this land The New World was its
name Fairness and freedom
they wanted for all Let's live up to what
they claim.
An ever-changing view
Four different seasons
we know and enjoy Whether rich we be or
poor. 24.
Waltzing Matilda - Australia
Once a jolly swagman
camped by a billabong Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda You'll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me" And he sang as he watched
and waited till his billy boiled "You'll come a-Waltzing
Matilda, with me".
Up rode the squatter,
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