The GOOD BOOK of

PETER HENRY

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Ham and eggs. Ham and eggs.
I like mine fried upside down.
I like mine nice and brown.
Ham and eggs, ham and eggs.
Flip em. Flop em. Flop em. Flip em.
Ham and eggs.
Same song, next verse. A little bit louder and a little bit worse.
 
One possibility for this otherwise boring song is to split the group into two sides. One half of the crowd says "Flip em" and the other half says "Flop 'em". Exciting huh?
 
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HEAD, SHOULDERS, KNEES AND TOES

Head, shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes.
Head, shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes.
Eyes and ears and mouth and nose.
Head, shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes.
FASTER!
 
This particular piece is supposed to be an active melody to get the blood flowing. In order to accomplish this, have the group touch the body part that is being referred to. Also, don't end your sentences with a preposition.

GWH
Try it the UK way:- The second time you sing it, miss out the word "head" throughout, but still point to it. Next time round miss out "shoulders". Get the idea? By the time you get round to missing out "nose" it should be loads of fun! (No need to do it faster each time)

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HE JUMPED FROM 30,000 FEET

There was a paratrooper of the ______ Troop [insert Troop #]
There was a paratrooper of the ______ Troop
There was a paratrooper of the ______ Troop
And he aint gonna jump no more

Chorus
Glory glory, what a helluva way to die
Glory glory, what a helluva way to die
Glory glory, what a helluva way to die
And he aint gonna jump no more

He jumped from 30,000 feet without a parachute
He jumped from 30,000 feet without a parachute
He jumped from 30,000 feet without a parachute
And he aint gonna jump no more     

(further verses)

He landed on the runway like a blob of strawberry jam

They scraped him off the runway with a piece of ‘four-by-two’

They sent him to his mother in a brown envelope

She put him on the mantelpiece to show him to his friends

She spread him on the butties when the vicar came to tea
alt. [She spread him on a sandwich when the vicar came to tea]
 
 
GWH98 This is the popular version of Blood Upon the Risers that is sung at campfires the length and breadth of the UK. The original version from WWII was added elsewhere in the songbook this year by Nick Kozak.

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HEY, HO, NOBODY'S HOME

Hey, ho, nobody's home.
No meat nor drink nor money have I none.
Still, I will be merry.
Hey ho nobody's home.
 
Guess what? Like so many other songs, this can be sung as a nice little round. Be careful, some camp directors don't like rounds.
This sing is great for the end of campfires when the mood is more mellow. 

GWH
I know this as the "Canoe Song" or the "Canadian Canoe Song". The songleader sets the scene...
"We are far away from civilization. Before us, from the horizon in one direction to the horizon in the other direction, a river flows slowly to the distant ocean. In the distance are high, snow-capped mountains. Upstream we see a speck which eventually becomes a lone canoeist. As he approaches we start to hear the faint sound of a song...
Hey ho, is anybody home?
Food and drink and money have I none.
Still I will be happy (sung "ha-a-a-a-py".
 
As the canoeist draws closer, so the song becomes louder until he passes and the song starts to become quieter and fainter until eventually there is just a distant speck on the horizon once again.
 
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HEY TAKOLA MISHAUWAUKEE

Hey takola mishawaukee, ugh! Hey takola mishawaukee, ugh!
Ackie ackie umba, ackie ackie umba.
Hey little hi little ho little hey.
Ackie ackie umba, ackie ackie umba.
Hey little hi little ho little hey.
 
All right, here's my attempt to explain the motions of this song. When you sing the Hey Takolas sweep your right arm through the air from one side to the other (one arc). Then, the ‘ackies’ are accompanied by a paddling motion on either side of the singer. Theoretically, you try to explain that this is a song sung by Eskimos returning to the village after a hunt. It is supposed to be a story telling song. Like a lot of explanations, make sure that your song leader can adequately set the mood for this introduction.
 
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HOKIE POKIE

You put your left hand in, you put your left hand out.
You put your left hand in and you shake it all about.
You do the hokie pokie and you turn yourself around.
That's what it's all about.
You put your right hand in, you put your right hand out...
Left leg, right leg, head, butt, whole self.
 
I have often wondered why this makes such a good staff song. Perhaps because it combines a childhood melody, movement and just enough of a need for organization and coordination to satisfy the good staffer in all of us.

GWH
The origins of this song date back into history. It was used as a skit on the Roman Catholic "Holy Communion" from whence came the title "HOKEY COKEY". How "Cokey" turned into "Pokey" I don’t know.
 
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HOLE IN THE BOTTOM OF THE SEA

There's a hole in the bottom of the sea.
There's a hole in the bottom of the sea.
There's a hole, there's a hole.
There's a hole in the bottom of the sea.

Now there's a log in the hole in the bottom of the sea.
There's a log in the hole in the bottom of the sea.
There's a hole, there's a hole.
There's a hole in the bottom of the sea.

Now there's a bump on the log in the hole in the bottom of the sea.... 

Now there's a branch on the bump on the log in the hole in the bottom of the sea...

Now there's a speck on the wing of the flea on the hair on the spot on the frog on the branch on the bump on the log in the hole in the bottom of the sea...
 
In case you couldn't tell, this song gets faster as a new item to sing about is added each time. In case you didn’t notice, I jumped ahead a couple of verse at the end.
 
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HOLE IN THE BUCKET

There's a hole my the bucket, dear Liza, dear Liza.
There's a hole my the bucket, dear Liza a hole.

Then fix it, dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry.
Then fix it, dear Henry, dear Henry, fix it!

With what shall I fix it, dear Liza, dear Liza?
With what shall I fix it, dear Liza with what?

With a straw, dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry.
With a straw, dear Henry, dear Henry, with a straw!

With what shall I cut it...?
With an axe...
The axe is too dull...
The sharpen it...
With what shall I sharpen it?...
With a stone...
The stone is too dry...
Then wet it...
With what shall I wet it?...
With some water...
How shall I get it?...
With a bucket...
There's a hole my the bucket...
 
Whether it be Robbie Frenchik and Chad McNair or Mike Meyer and Greg Bergman, this song is always a hit if acted out well. As expected, a big guy for Liza and a small guy for Henry is a great pairing.
 
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