Song Lyrics

The Hills of Osceola

 The hills of Osceola are calling me today, 

Come back along the Scouting trail, 

their voices seem to say. 

I dream of woodland valleys, 

and pathways that I knew, 

And answer Osceola Hills, 

I'm coming back to you.

The Trees of Osceola lift up their branches high, 
The leafy curtain that they spread 
is green against the sky. 
And when the shades of evening 
have chased away the light, 
The stars above come shining through, 
God's watchmen of the night.
The friends of Osceola have walked the trail with me, 
And 'round the campfire we have met
 in joyous company. 
Oh friends of rain and sunshine, 
so loyal and so true, 
Thank God for hills and trees and stars - 
for country, home and you!

Tell Me Why
Tell me why 
the starlit sky. 
Tell me why 
the oak trees high. 
Tell me why,
the sunset's hue..
Tell me, Osceola,
Why we all love you ?
Because God made
 the starlit sky. 
Because God made 
the oak trees high. 
Because God made 
the sunset's hue. 
That's why Osceola,
why we all love you!

The Cat Came Back

Old Mr. Johnson had troubles of his own. 

He had a yellow cat that would not leave his home. 

He tried and he tried to give that cat away. 

He gave it to a man who was going far away.



CHORUS - - But, the, cat came back, the very next day 

Oh, the cat came back, we knew he was a loser.

 But the cat came back, he just wouldn't stay away.



He gave it to a man who was going way out west.

He told the man to give that cat to the gal that he loved best. 

First the train jumped the track, then it hit the rail. 

Not a single soul was left to tell the gruesome tale.


He gave it to a boy with a ten dollar note (wow! ten bucks) 

He told the boy to take, that cat out in a boat. 

He tied a rock around it's neck, it must have weighed 10 lbs. 

Now they drag the lakefront for the little boy who drowned.


The man around the corner said he'd shoot that cat on sight. BANG!

He loaded up his shotgun with nails and dynamite. 

He waited and he waited for that cat to come around. 

Ninety-seven pieces of that man were all they found.


Someone pushed the button, an atomic holocaust. BOOM! Mushroom cloud!

All the hopes and dreams of America was lost.

Old Mr. Johnson, he laughed with foolish glee.HEE HEE HEE

  Now that darned old yellow cat will never bother me.

Repeat Chorus 


Oh beautiful, for spacious skies
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain.
America, America;
God shed his grace on thee.
And crown thy good with brotherhood
from sea to shining sea! 

My country 'tis of thee,

My country tis of thee,
Sweet land of liberty,
Of thee I sing.
Land where my fathers died!
Land of the Pilgrim's pride!
From every mountain side,
Let freedom ring!

The Star-Spangled Banner

Oh say, can you see by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming,
Whose broad stripes and bright stars, through the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watch'd were so gallantly streaming?
And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof throughout the night that our flag was still there.
Oh say, does that Star-Spangled Banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.

Scout Vespers Song

Softly falls the night 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?"



Day is done, Gone the sun, 
from the lake, from the hills, from the sky:
All is well, safely rest,
God is nigh



God Bless America

God Bless America, Land that I love,
Stand beside her, and guide her,
Through the night with a light from above.

From the mountains, to the praries
To the oceans, white with foam
God Bless Ameica, my home sweet home,
God Bless America, my home sweet home.

 You're a Grand Old Flag

    You're a grand old flag, you're a high-flying flag,
Forever in peace may you wave.
You're the emblem of, the land I love,
The home of the free and the brave.
Every heart beats true for the red, white, and blue,
Where there's never a boast or a brag.
But should old acquaintance be forgot,
Keep your eye on the grand old flag.

My Dog Rover

(Tune: I"m Looking Over a Four-Leaf Clover)

I'm looking over my dead dog Rover
That I overran with the mower.
One leg is missing, another is gone,
One leg is scattered all over the lawn.
No need explaining, the one remaining,
Is stuck in the kitchen door.
I'm looking over my dead dog Rover
That I over ran, that I over ran, That I over ran with the mower.

(another version)

I'm looking over my dead dog Rover
Who died on the kitchen floor.
One leg is broken, the other is lame,
The third leg is missing, the fourth needs a cane.
No need explaining, the tail remaining
Was caught in the oven door.
I'm looking over my dead dog Rover
Who died on the kitchen floor. 

A Little Miss

A little miss, went out to piiiiii-ck some flowers,
She stepped in grass up to her aaaaaa-nkles high
A little bird stepped on a tuuuuuur-key feather,
It broke her heart, she let a farrrrrr-mer take her home.
She had freckles on her but she was nice.

Be Prepared

Oh, Be Pre-pared, pre-pared,pre-pared, the motto of a Boy Scout

Oh Be Pre-pared,prepared, pre-pared the motto of a Scout

Pre-pared, Pre-pared the motto of a good scout

Pre-pared, pre-pared , the motto of a scout.

The Aardvark Song

There was a long dark Aardvark in this town and he is missing from the zoo.
The police are searching high and low but cannot find him. Can you?
Oh why did he go? I'll tell you the reason.
Cause its Aardvark mating season. 
So if you see two aardvarks necking in the park, don't upset their apple cart.
You don't have to spy, your not the FBI, don't break the aardvark's heart.



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