Had a great campfile last weekend with Balally scouts.
My first time being one of the people standing up between fire and audience singing a few songs.
Great fun! Phil, Stevo, Adam and James. @ glencamp 2.0 Balally 137th. No Bananas in the Sky, Button factory Joe. Heads, shoulders, knees and toes, Campfire's burning.
Indian hand clap. Seal of approval.
One of the Beavers was singing the great big moose song before the campfire. Mixing up the lyrics alot but brilliant actions. She gave it a go at the campfire too. She has moved up to cubs now.
Another girl who is not even in Beavers yet gave a fantastic rendition of "crinkle crinkle little star". Mega stuff.
Scouts did we're going on a bear hunt.
Great Big Moose song (or Crazy Moose)
(audience repeats after leader)
There was a great big moose (there was a great big moose)
Who liked to drink a lot of juice (who liked to drink a lot of juice)
There was a GREAT BIG moose (there was a GREAT BIG moose)
Who liked to drink a lot of juice (who liked to drink a lot of juice)
Chorus
Singing way-oh, way oh (singing way-oh, way-oh)
Way-oh, way-oh, way-oh, way (way-oh, way-oh, way-oh, way)
Way-oh, way oh (way-oh, way-oh)
Way-oh, way-oh, way-oh, way (way-oh, way-oh, way-oh, way)
The moose's name was Fred.
He liked to drink his juice in bed.
He drank his juice with care,
But he spilled some in his hair.
He spilled some on the sofa
He spilled some on the TV
He spilled some EVERYWHERE
Now he’s a sticky moose.
A moose covered in juice.
All his hair went stiff.
So he combed it in a quiff.
His friends began to laugh.
So he had to take a bath.
As the water went down,
Fred the moose began to drown.
Singing glug-glug-glug-glug
Now let's all count to five.
Fred the moose is back alive.
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