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THE PADDLE SONG

Our paddles keen and bright, flashing like silver.
Swift as the wild goose flight, dip, dip and swing.

Dip, dip and swing them back, flashing like silver.
Swift as the wild goose flight, dip, dip and swing.

Like a lot of other camp songs, this makes and excellent round. Also, bear in mind the story that goes with this song. It was supposedly sung by voyagers in the Old Northwest. These trappers and traders would sing to keep the rhythm of their paddling. Try to make the song sound like a group of canoes approaching a town, drawing abreast, and then passing off into the distance. This can be done by having the group sing it through five times, starting off softly, peaking at the third time, and then fading off at the end of number five.

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PATSEY OREY OREY AY

Chorus
Patsey orey orey ay.
Patsey orey orey ay.
Patsey orey orey ay.
Working on the railroad.

Eighteen hundred and sixty one, the Union railroad just begun.
The Union Railroad just begun. Working on the railroad.

CHORUS [after each verse]

Eighteen hundred and sixty two, found myself with nothing to do.
Found myself with nothing to do, working on the railroad.

Eighteen hundred and sixty three, the Union Railroad hired me.

Eighteen hundred and sixty four, found my back was mighty sore...

Eighteen hundred and sixty five, found myself more dead than alive...

Eighteen hundred and sixty six, found myself some dynamite sticks...

Eighteen hundred and sixty seven, found myself on the way to heaven...

Eighteen hundred and sixty eight, found myself at the pearly gates...

Eighteen hundred and sixty nine, found myself on cloud nine...

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PAW PAW PATCH

CHORUS
Picking up paws paws. Put 'em in the basket.
Picking up paws paws. Put 'em in the basket
Picking up paws paws, put 'em in the basket.
Way down yonder at the paw paw patch.

Where oh where oh where is Suzy?
Where oh where oh where is Suzy?
Where oh where oh where is Suzy?
Way down yonder at the paw paw patch. CHORUS

Think I'll go and try to find her.
Think I'll go and try to find her.
Think I'll go and try to find her.
Way down yonder at the paw paw patch. CHORUS

Come on boys, help me find her.
Come on boys, help me find her.
Come on boys, help me find her.
Way down yonder at the paw paw patch. CHORUS

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PINK PAJAMAS

CHORUS
Glory glory, hallelujah.
Glory glory, hallelujah.
Balmy breezes flowing through you.
With nothing on at all.

I wear my pink pajamas in the summer when its hot.
I wear my flannel woolies in the winter when its not.
And sometimes in the springtime and sometimes in the fall,
I jump between the sheets with nothing on at all. CHORUS

This song is sung to the tune of "The Battle Hymn of the Republic" and is a fun one that takes few program clothes.

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A PIZZA HUT

A Pizza Hut, a Pizza Hut,
Kentucky Fried Chicken and a Pizza Hut.
A Pizza Hut, a Pizza Hut,
Kentucky Fried Chicken and a Pizza Hut.

McDonald's, McDonald's,
Kentucky Fried Chicken and a Pizza Hut.
McDonald's, McDonald's,
Kentucky Fried Chicken and a Pizza Hut.

There are hand motions that accompany this song and they are meant to be forming, respectively, a triangular Pizza Hut roof, a chicken flapping its wings and the shape of the letter M. This song should be sung through several times, with each successive time around being faster. Whenever I think of this song I think of John Knapstein. I really don't know why.

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POLLY WENT AWADING

Polly went a-wading and she got her toesies wet.
Polly went a-wading and she got her toesies wet.
Polly went a-wading and she got her toesies wet.
But she didn't get her (clap-clap) wet, yet.

Polly went a-wading and she got her ankles wet.
Polly went a-wading and she got her ankles wet.
Polly went a-wading and she got her ankles wet.
But she didn't get her (clap-clap) wet, yet.

Polly went a-wading and she got her calvesies wet...

Polly went a-wading and she got her kneesies wet...

Polly went a-wading and she got her thighsies wet...

Polly went a-wading and she finally got it wet.
Polly went a-wading and she finally got it wet.
Polly went a-wading and she finally got it wet.
Yes she finally got her swimsuit wet, yet.

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