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    2 little ducks that I once knew,
    fat one skinny one, 2 by 2,
    but the 1 little duck with a feather on its back,
    he ruled the others with a quack, quack, quack.

    Down by the river they would go,
    wiggle, waggle wiggle waggle 2 by 2,
    but the one little duck with a feather on its back,
    he ruled the others with a quack, quack, quack.

    O, 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.

    O, Beautiful for pilgrim's feet,
    Whose stern, impassioned stress
    A thoroughfare for freedom beat,
    Across the wilderness!
    America! America! God mend thin every flaw,
    Confirm thy soul in self-control,
    Thy liberty in law!

    O, Beautiful, for heroes proved,
    In liberating strife,
    Who more than self their country loved,
    And mercy more than life.
    America! America, may God thy gold refine,
    Till all success be nobleness,
    And every gain divine.

    O, Beautiful for patriot dream
    That sees beyond the years,
    Thine alabaster cities gleam,
    Undimmed by human tears!
    America! America! God shed his grace on thee,
    And crown thy good with brotherhood,
    From sea to shining sea.

  Oh beautiful for smoggy skies - insecticided grain
  For stripminined mountains majesties, above the asphalt plains.
  America, America! Man sheds his waste on thee,
  And hides the pines with billboard signs from sea to oily sea.

    Announcements, announcements, announcements.

        A horrible way to die, a horrible way to die,
        A horrible way to start the day,
        A horrible way to die.

  Announcements, announcements, announcements.

        What a terrible way to die,
        What a terrible way to die,
        What a terrible death, to be talked to death.
        What a terrible way to die.

    Announcements, announcements, announcements.

        Words of wisdom, words of wisdom,
        We don't need, we don't need,
        Stupid words of wisdom, stupid words of wisdom,
        Dumb, dumb, dumb.  Dumb, dumb, dumb.

    Announcements, announcements, announcements.

    (How Dry I Am)
        We sold our cow, moo.
        We sold our cow, moo.
        We have no use for your bull now.

    Announcements, announcements, announcements.

    (London Bridge)
        Make the announcements short and sweet,
        Short and sweet,
        Short and sweet.
        Make the announcements short and sweet,
        They're so BORING!

    Announcements, announcements, announcements.

    (Ever Seen a Windmill)
        Have you ever seen a windbag,
        A windbag, a windbag,
        Have you ever seen a windbag.
        Well there's one right now.
        Swings this way and that way,
        Swings this way and that way,
        Have you ever seen a windbag,
        Well there's one RIGHT NOW!

    Announcements, announcements, announcements.

    (Freres Jaques)
        Words of wisdom,
        Words of wisdom.
        Here they come,
        Here they come.
        Boring words of wisdom,
        Boring words of wisdom.
        Dum, dum, dum,
        Dum, dum, dum.

    Announcements, announcements, announcements.

    (What Do You Do With A Drunken Sailor)
        What do you do with a program director?
        What do you do with a program director?
        What do you do with a program director,
        Early in the morning.
        Hit him in the face with a chocolate cream pie!
        Hit him in the face with a chocolate cream pie!
        Hit him in the face with a chocolate cream pie,
        Early in the morning!

    Announcements, announcements, announcements.

    (How Dry I Am)
        We found our cow, moo.
        We found our cow, moo.
        We have use for your bull now.

    Announcements, announcements, announcements.

    (London Bridge)
        Make the Announcements short and sweet,
        short and sweet, short and sweet;
        Make the Announcements short and sweet,
        they're so. . .(shout). . .BORING!

    Announcements, announcements, announcements

        Row Row Row your Boat
        Gently down the stream
        throw the announcements overboard and listen to them scream

    Announcements, announcements, announcements

        Row, row, row your boat
        Gently down the stream.
        Ha Ha! Fooled you,
        I'm a submarine.

    Announcements, announcements, announcements

        When you're up, you're up
        And when you're down, you're down.
        And when you're only halfway up
        You're also halfway down.

    Announcements, announcements, announcements

        Mary had a little lamb
        The doctor was surprised.
        Old McDonald had a farm
        He couldn't believe his eyes.

    Announcements, announcements, announcements

    (A slow tempo verse)
        I was a farmer, I had some cows. I had some chickens, and great big sows.
        The sows said "Oink, oink".  The chicks went "Cluck cluck".
        But the cows said "Run fast! Here comes the bull!"

    Announcements, announcements, announcements

        The man stood up to talk.  He talked real long and hard.
        He talked so long that I wrote this song,
        On the lid of a can of lard!
        Now lard is used to cook,
        And words they make a book.
        But if this guy keeps talking up a storm,
        We'll be awake no more!

    Announcements, announcements, announcements

        We've got a silly cheer, that you've just got to hear!
        It makes no sense we're sure you know,
        The announcements have to GO!

    Announcements, announcements, announcements

    Speak Freak

    Talk Joe

    Rap Sap

    So what's the point

    Bananas of the World, unite
    Peal bananas, peal peal bananas
    Peal bananas, peal peal bananas
    Eat bananas, eat eat bananas
    Eat bananas, eat eat bananas
    Go bananas, go go bananas
    Go bananas, go go bananas

    In eighteen fourteen 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 net the bloody British near the town of New Orleans.

    Chorus:
        We fired our guns and the British kept a comin'.
        There wasn't nigh as many as they was a while ago,
        We fired once more and they began to runnin'.
        Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.

    We looked down the river and we see'd the British come,
    There must have been a hundred of 'em beating on the drums.
    They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring,
    While we stood behind our cotton bales and didn't say a thing.

    Chorus

    Ol' Hickory said we could take'em them by surprise,
    If we didn't fire our muskets 'til we looked 'em in the eye.
    So we held our fire 'til we saw their faces well,
    Then we opened up our squirrel gun and really gave them ... well ...

    Chorus

    They ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles and
    They ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go.
    They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch them,
    Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.

    We fired our cannon 'til the barrel melted down,
    So we grabbed an alligator and we fired another round,
    We filled his belly with cannon balls and powdered his behind,
    And when we touched the powder off, the 'gator lost his mind.

    Chorus

    They ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles and
    They ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go.
    They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch them,
    Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.

    Here we sit like birds in the wilderness,
    Birds in the wilderness,
    Birds in the wilderness,
    Here we sit like birds in the wilderness,
    Waiting for our        < fill in >       .
         (fill in:  leader to come, dessert, etc.…)

    Waiting for our        < fill in >       .
    Waiting for our        < fill in >       .
    Here we sit like birds in the wilderness,
    Waiting for our        < fill in >       .

    I said a-boom-chick-a-boom! [Group echoes.]
    I said a-boom-chick-a-boom! [Group echoes.]
    I said a-boom-chick-a-rock-a-chick-a-rock-a-chick-a-boom! [Group echoes.]

    Uh-huh! [Group echoes.]
    On Yeah! [Group echoes.]
    This time! [Group echoes.]
    We sing! [Group echoes.]
    HIGHER!

    Each time a leader adds a different variation such as: LOWER, WHISPER,
    LOUDER, TONGUE-IN-CHEEK, SEXY, GROOVY (COOL).

    My mommy gave me a penny
    To go and see Jack Benny
    I didn't see Jack Benny
    I bought some bubblegum

    Chorus: (mime stretching a wad of bubblegum back and forth)
        Nyah nyah nyah nyah nyah bubblegum
        Nyah nyah nyah nyah nyah bubblegum
        Nyah nyah nyah nyah nyah bubblegum
        I bought some bubblegum

    My mommy gave me a nickel
    To go and buy a pickle
    I didn't buy a pickle
    I bought some bubblegum

    Chorus

    My mommy gave me a dime
    To go and buy a lime
    I didn't buy a lime
    I bought some bubblegum

    Chorus

    My mommy gave me a quarter
    To go and pay the porter
    I didn't pay the porter
    I bought some bubblegum

    Chorus

    In a cavern, in a canyon,
    Excavating for a mine,
    Dwelt a miner, Forty-niner,

    Chorus:
        Oh my darling, oh my darling,
        Oh my darling, Clementine,
        You are lost and gone forever,
        Dreadful sorry, Clementine.

    Chorus

    Light she was and like a fairy,
    And her shoes were number nine.
    Cardboard boxed without topses,
    Sandals were for Clementine.

    Chorus

    Drove she ducklings, to the water,
    Every morning just at nine;
    Hit her foot against a splinter,
    Fell into the foaming brine.

    Chorus

    Saw her lips above the water,
    Blowing bubbles, mighty fine;
    But alas, I was no swimmer,
    So I lost my Clementine.

    Chorus

    In a churchyard, near the canyon,
    Where the myrtle doth entwine,
    There grow roses and other posies,
    Fertilized by Clementine.

    Chorus

    Then the miner, forty-niner,
    Soon began to peak and pine,
    Thought he oughter join his daughter,
    Now he’s with his Clementine.

    Chorus

    In my dreams, she still doth haunt me,
    Robed in garments soaked with brine;
    Though in life I used to hug her,
    Now she’s dead, I draw the line.

    Chorus

    How I missed her, how I missed her,
    How I missed my Clementine,
    ‘Till I kissed her little sister,
    And forgot my Clementine.

    Chorus

    Listen Boy Scouts, heed the warning,
    To this tragic tale on mine;
    Artificial Respiration,
    Could have saved my Clementine.

    Comet, it makes your tongue turn green.
    Comet, it tastes like gasoline.
    Comet, it makes you vomit.
    So, have some Comet, and vomit, with me.

    Ajax, it makes your tongue turn blue.
    Ajax, it cleans you clear and through.
    Ajax, it gives you anthrax.
    So, have some Ajax, and get anthrax, with me.

    Mine eyes have seen the horror of the coming of the frogs.
    They are sneaking through the swamps, they are lurking under logs.
    You can hear their mournful croaking through the early morning fog.
    The frogs keep hopping on.

    Chorus:
        Ribbit, ribbit, ribbit, croak, croak [Repeat 3x]
        The frogs keep hopping on.

    The frogs have grown in numbers, and their croaking fills the air.
    There's no place to escape to 'cause the frogs are everywhere.
    They've eaten all the flies and now they're hungry as a bear.
    The frogs keep hopping on.

    Chorus

    I used to like the bullfrogs, like to feel their slimy skin.
    Liked to put them in my teacher's desk and take them home again.
    Now they're knocking at the front door, I can't let those frogs come in.
    The frogs keep hopping on.

    Chorus

    They have hopped into the living room and headed down the hall.
    They have trapped me in the corner and my back's against the wall.
    And when I open up my mouth to give a desperate call.
    This is all that's heard:
    Ribbit, ribbit, ribbit, croak, croak...

    Chorus:
        Day-O, Day-O,
        Daylight come and me wan' go home,
        Day-O, Day-O,
        Daylight come and me wan' go home.

    Work all night on a drink of rum
    Daylight come and me wan' go home.
    Stock bananas till the morning  come,
    Daylight come and me wan' go home.

    Come Mr. Tally man, Tally me bananas,
    Daylight come and me wan' go home.
    Come Mr. Tally man, Tally me bananas,
    Daylight come and me wan' go home.

    Chorus

    Pick six foot, seven foot, eight foot bunch,
    Daylight come and me wan' go home.
    Pick six foot, seven foot, eight foot bunch,
    Daylight come and me wan' go home.

    Chorus

    A beautiful bunch of ripe banana,
    Daylight come and me wan' go home.
    Hide the deadly black tarantula.
    Daylight come and me wan' go home.

    Chorus

    Do your ears hang low?
    Do they wobble to and fro?
    Can you tie them in a knot?
    Can you tie them in a bow?
    Can you throw them over your shoulder,
    Like a continental soldier?
    Do your ears hang low?

    Do your ears stand high?
    Do they reach up to the sky?
    Do they droop when they're wet?
    Do they stiffen when they dry?
    Can you semaphore your neighbor.
    With a minimum of labor?
    Do your ears hang high?

    Do your ears flip-flop?
    Can you use them for a mop?
    Are they stringy at the bottom?
    Are they curly at the top?
    Can you use them for a swatter?
    Can you use them for a blotter?
    Do your ears flip-flop?

    Do your ears stick out, can you waggle them about?
    Can you flap them up and down
    As you fly around the town?
    Can you shut them up for sure
    When you hear an awful bore?
    Do your ears stick out?

    Do your ears hang wide?
    Do they flap from side to side?
    Do they wave in the breeze,
    From the slightest little sneeze?
    Can you soar above the nation
    With a feeling of elevation?
    Do your ears hang wide?

    Do your ears hang wide?
    Do they flap from side to side?
    Do they wave in the breeze
    From the slightest little sneeze?
    Can you soar above the nation
    With a feeling of elation?
    Do your ears hang wide?

    Do your ears fall off,
    When you give a great big cough?
    Do they lie there on the ground,
    Or bounce up at every sound?
    Can you stick them in your pocket,
    Just like Davy Crocket?
    Do your ears fall off

    Do your ears hang askew?
    Can you use one stirring stew,
    While the other's picking berries
    Or making mountain dew?
    Can you hold an elevator
    While you signal to a waiter?
    Do your ears hang askew?

    Do your ears fall off
    When you sneeze or when you cough?
    When you're sloping up the hogs,
    Do they wind up in the trough?
    Would they both be gone
    If mommy didn't sew them on?
    Do your ears fall off?

    Does your nose stick out?
    Do you have a long snout?
    Does it scrape on the floor?
    Do you smash it in doors?
    Do you poke her in the eye,
    When you're trying to be sly?
    Does your nose stick out?

    Do your eyes bug out?
    Do they roll down your snout?
    Do you go cross-eyed
    When you're looking for a Trout?
    Can you see your image clearer,
    Without looking in the mirror?
    Do your eye bug out?

    Do your eyeballs droop?
    Do they wobble in your soup?
    Can you tie them in a knot?
    Can you tie them in a loop?
    Can you throw them o'er your shoulder,
    Like a continental soldier?
    Do your eyeballs droop?

    Does your nose hang down?
    Does it drag upon the ground?
    Can you tie it in a knot?
    Can you tie it in a crown?
    Can you throw them o'er your shoulder,
    Like a continental soldier?
    Does your nose hang down?

    Do your ears hang wide?
    Can you soar and can you glide?
    Can you hike the Grand Canyon?
    While you're touching both sides?
    Do they get nice and soar,
    When you're walking through the door?
    Do your ears hang wide?

    Do your ears hang askew?
    Can you use on stirring stew,
    While the other's picking berries,
    Or making mountain dew?
    Can you hold an elevator,
    While you signal to a waiter?
    Do your ears hang askew?

    Praise God, from whom all blessings flow;
    Praise Him all creatures here below;
    Praise Him above ye heavenly host;
    Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost.
    Amen

    Dum, dum, da, da,
    Da-dum, dum, da, da,
    Da-dum, dum, da, da, da, dum, da-dum, dum, dum
    Dum, dum, da, da,
    Da-dum, dum, da, da,
    Da-dum, dum, da, da, da, dum.

    First time through: pat both knees twice, then right hand to left shoulder twice; pat knees twice, then left hand to right shoulder twice.
    Second time through: pat both knees once, then right hand to left shoulder once; pat knees once, then left hand to right shoulder once; pat knees, then cross arms, uncross arms and then snap fingers.
    Third time through: left hand on right elbow, flutter right hand; right hand on left elbow, flutter left hand.
    Fourth time through: brush hands, then right hand on left elbow, left hand on right elbow.
    Fifth time through: cross arms, lean alternately forward and back.

    Found a peanut, found a peanut,
    Found a peanut right now,
    Found a peanut, found a peanut,
    Found a peanut listen now.

    Thought I'd eat it, thought I'd eat it
    Thought I'd eat it right now,
    Thought I'd eat it, thought I'd eat it
    Thought I'd eat it right now.

    Found it mushy,,,,,,.right now.
    Got a tummy pain,,,,.right now.
    Get a doctor,,,,,,,,.right now.
    Appendicitis,,,,,,,,.right now.
    He cut me open,,,,,,.right now.
    Traced the peanut,,,,right now.
    Sewed me up agin,,,,.right now.
    Lost the tweezers,,,,right now.
    He cut me open,,,,,,.right now.
    Found the tweezers,,.right now.
    Sewed me up again,,,,right now.
    Found a peanut,,,,,,.right now.

    Dog
    Dog, Cat
    Dog, Cat, Mouse
    Froggie!!!
    Itsy Bitsy Teenie weenie Little-bitty Froggie!
    Jump, Jump, Jump Little Froggie
    Gather up all the little wormies and spiders
    Wormies and spiders, scrum-didili-icious
    Ribbit Ribbit Ribbit Ribbit Croak

    Note: This song needs to be personalized each time it is used.  Name staffers or things particular to your specific camp experience.  The important thing is to keep the rhythm for each stanza and have fun with it.

    The biscuits that they have here
    They say are mighty fine,
    But one rolled off the table
    And killed a friend of mine.

    Chorus:
        Oh, I don't want no more of Cooper* life,
        Gee, Ma I wanna go home.

    The staffers that they have here
    The say are mighty fine,
    The one that teaches swimming
    He looks like Frankenstein.

    The chicken at Camp Cooper*,
    They say is mighty fine,
    But once two drumsticks got up,
    And started beating time.

    *Insert camp name. These should be enough examples to get you going.

    A farmer went out one dark and dreary day.
    He rested by the coop as he went along his way.
    When all at once a rotten egg hit him in the eye.
    It was a sight he dreaded…
    Ghost Chickens in the sky.

    Refrain:
        Bok, Bok, Bok, Bok
        Bok, Bok, Bok, Bok
        Ghost Chickens in the sky.

    The farmer had raised chickens since he was twenty-four.
    Working for the Colonel twenty years or more.
    Killing all those chickens, and sending them to fry.
    Now they want revenge…
    Ghost Chickens in the sky.

    Refrain

    Their feet were black and shiny, their eyes were burning red.
    They had no meat or feathers, these chickens all were dead.
    They picked the farmers up, and he died by the claw.
    They cooked him extra crispy…
    And served him with cole slaw!

    Refrain

    Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale,
    a tale of a fateful trip.
    It started from this tropic port,
    aboard this tiny ship.

    The mate was a mighty sailing man,
    the skipper brave and sure.
    Five passengers set sail that day,
    for a three hour tour.
    a three hour tour.

    The weather started getting rough,
    the tiny ship was tossed.
    If not for the courage of the fearless crew,
    the minnow would be lost,
    the minnow would be lost.

    The ship struck ground on the shores of this uncharted desert isle,
    `with Giligan, the skipper too.  The millionaire and his wife.
    The moviestar, the professor and maryann, here on giligan's isle.

    So this is the tale of our castaways,
    they're here for a long, long time.
    They'll have to make the best of things,
    it's an uphill climb.

    The first mate and the skipper too,
    will do their very best,
    to make the others comfortable,
    in their tropic island nest.

    No Phone! No Boat! No Motorcar
    Not a single luxury.
    Like Robinson Crusoe
    As primitive as can be.

    So join us here each week my friends,
    you're sure to get a smile,
    from seven stranded castaways,
    Here on Giligan's Isle!.

    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 prairies,
    To the oceans, white with foam.
    GOD BLESS AMERICA, my home sweet home.
    GOD BLESS AMERICA, my home sweet home.

    God bless my underwear, my only pair.
    Stand beside them, and guide them,
    Through the rips, through the holes, through the tears.
    From the washer, to the dryer, to the clothesline in the air.
    God bless my underwear, my only pair.

    (Audience echos each line and sets up clap/lap-slapping rhythm.)

    Goin' on a lion hunt.
    Goin to catch a big one.
    I'm not afraid.
    Look, what's up ahead?
    Mud!
    Can't go over it.
    Can't go under it.
    Can't go around it.
    Gotta go through it. [Make sloshing sounds and move hands as if slogging.]

    Sticks. [Snap fingers.]
    Tree. [Make gestures climbing up and down.]
    Gate. [Make gate-opening gestures.]
    River. [make swimming gestures.]
    Cave. [Go in it and find lion. Reverse all motions quickly to get home.]

    Granny's in the cellar.
    Oh brother can't you smell her?
    She's working at the greasy grimy stove.
    In her eye there is some matter,
    That keeps drippin' in the batter.
    And she whistles as the (sniff) runs down her nose.

    Chorus:
        Down her nose. Down her nose.
        And she whistles as the (sniff) runs down her nose.

    Auntie's in the attic,
    A combin' out the static.
    In her haid there is a membrane,
    That keeps cloggin' up the sink drain.
    And she whistles as the (sniff) runs down her nose.

    Gray squirrel, gray squirrel, shake your bushy tail!
    Gray squirrel, gray squirrel, shake your bushy tail!
    Put a peanut between your toes and shove it up your nose!
    Gray squirrel, gray squirrel, shake your bushy tail!

    Stand like a squirrel during the "gray squirrel" while bending your knees. Wiggle
    your hips for "Shake your bushy tail", then pretend to gently put something between
    your toes and shove it up your nose.

    (Version 1)
        Great green gobs of greasy grimy gopher guts,
        Mutilated monkey meat,
        Little birdie's dirty feet,
        Great green globs of greasy grimy gopher guts,
        And I forgot my spoon.

    (Version 2)
        Great green gobs of greasy grimy gopher guts,
        Mutilated monkey meat,
        Dirty little pigeon's feet.
        All mixed up with a pile of poison possum pus,
        And me without my spoon.
        And me without my spoon; and me without spoon.
        Great green gobs of greasy grimy gopher guts,
        And me without my spoon. [We'll use a straw!]