| Red Men/ Red Indian song/Pow-wow song We are the red men tall and straight, with our feathers and war paint Chorus - Pow wow, pow wow, We are the men of the old dun cow HOW All of us are red men Feathers in our head men Down amung the dead men (sound of head being choped off, sort of ergh) Pow wow, Pow wow We come home from distant shores Greeted by our long nosed sqwares We can fight with sticks and stones Bows and arrows, bricks and bones Additional Guiding verses: (leaders only) We take guides to camp each year Hoping they will dissapear! Our QM would be a good cook If she looked in a cookery book! We tie Brown owl to the stake Turn her innards into cake! We tie Boy Scouts to the trees Just to see their knobbely knees! We make gravy out of blood Mixed with oxo and some mud! For more verses e-mail us! (Swallow Patrol Verse) We are the members of the Swallow Patrol Each of us has our own role, (and chorus) We are the members of the Swallow patrol YES All of us are members Each one of us remembers Swallows, Swallows 3 Days in a Campsite This was a challenge at guide camp and this is what we came up with! (to the tune of 40 years on an ice berg) 3 days in a Campsite Near the river Thames Nothing to do but challenges We hope the weather mends The weather is wet and windy The lightning begins to strike We have to huddle in our tents To keep us safe from fright! Longridge Campsite, 2000 Sam, Kathryn, E-J, Elizabeth and Jennifer Thunderation (whispering) Thunder, thunder, thunderation We are the Girl Guide/scout association When we work with determination We create a (clap) sensation! Sing getting louder and louder |
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