IF YOU'RE HAPPY AND YOU KNOW IT

If you're happy and you know it
Clap your hands (x2)
If you're happy and you know it
And you really want to show it
If you're happy and you know it
Clap your hands

If you're happy and you know it
...nod your head...

...stamp your feet...

...shout hello...

...do all four...

Kum ba yah, my Lord, kum ba yah! [Repeat 3x]
Oh Lord, kum ba yah!

Someone's sleeping, Lord . . .

Someone's crying, Lord . . .

Someone's singing, Lord . . .

Someone's laughing, Lord . . .

Someone's praying, Lord . . .

Someone's Scouting, Lord . . .

Someone's camping, Lord . . .

Kum ba yah, my Lord, . . .

Once a jolly swagman camped beside a billabong,
Under the shade of a coolibah tree,
And he sang as he sat and waited while his billy boiled,
"Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?

CHORUS
Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda,
Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?
And he sang as he sat and waited while his billy boiled,
Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?"

Down came a jumpbuck to drink at the billabong,
Up jumped the swagman and grabbed him with glee,
And he sang as he stowed that jumback in his tuckerbag,
"Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?"

Up came the squatter, mounted on his thoroughbred
Down came the troopers - one, two, three,
"Where's that jolly jumpbuck you've got in your tuckerbag?
You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me"

Up jumped the swagman and sprang into the billabong,
"You'll never take me alive!", said he.
And his ghost may be heard as you pass beside that billabong,
"Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?"

Its a small world after all, [x 3]
Its a small, small world.
It's a world of laughter, a world of tears,
It's a world of hopes and a world of fears.
There's so much that we share, it's time we're aware
It's a small, small world.
There is just one moon and one golden sun
And a smile means friendship for everyone,
Though the oceans are wide, and the mountains divide
It's a small, small world.

She'll be comin' 'round the mountain when she comes. (Whoo, whoo!) [Repeat.]
She'll be comin' 'round the mountain,
blowing steam off like a fountain,
She'll be comin' 'round the mountain when she comes.
She'll be driving six white horses, when she comes,
(Whoa, there!) [etc.]
Oh, we'll all go out to meet her when she comes. (Hi babe!)
She'll be wearing silk pajamas when she comes, [Wolf whistle.]
And, we'll wear our bright red woolies when she comes, (Scratch, scratch!)
Oh, we'll kill the old red rooster, (Hack, hack!)
cause he don't crow like he use ter.
Oh, we'll all have chicken and dumplings when she comes, (Yum, yum! / Yuck, yuck!)
Oh, we'll all have indigestion when she comes, (Burp, burp!)

Oh, when the Saints go marching in,
Oh, when the Saints go marching in,
Lord, I want to be in that number,
When the Saints go marching in.

(tune: Yankee Doodle)

Use this to help teach our Webelos the Scout Law....and have some fun.

Trustworthy Tommy was a Scout,
Loyal to his Mother,
Helpful to the folks about and
Friendly to his brothers.

Courteous to a girl he knew,
Kind unto his rabbits
Obedient to his father, too and
Cheerful in his habit.

Thrifty saving for a need
Brave and not a faker
Clean in word and thought and deed and
Reverent to his Maker.

Sung to the tune of "Battle Hymn of the Republic"

I wear my pink pajamas in the summer when it's
hot
I wear my flannel nightie in the winter when it's
not
And sometimes in the springtime
And sometimes in the fall
I slip between the covers with nothing on at all!

Glory, glory, halleluja,
Glory, glory what's it to ya,
Balmy breezes blowin' though ya
With nothing on at all.

Pink Pajamas
Tune: "Battle Hymn of the Republic"
Midi by Mark R. Weston
I wear my pink pajamas, in the summer when it's hot.
I wear my flannel nighties in the winter when it's not.
And sometimes in the springtime and sometimes in the fall,
I jump right in between the sheets with nothing on at all.

Chorus:
Glory, glory, Hallelujah;
Glory, glory, What's it to you?
Balmy breezes blowing through ya,
With nothing on at all.
 

Alternate verse submitted by Tina Vo:

I wake up in the morning with the sheet above my head,
and my little footsie-wotisy are a sticken out of bed,
and three times out of four I find myself upon the floor,
And I'll sware I won't be drinking RC cola any more.

Granny's in the cellar
Lordy can't you smell 'er
Making biscuits on her derned ol' dirty stove
In her eye there is some matter that keeps
dripping in the batter
and she whistles while the (big sniff) runs down
her nose

Down her nose
Down her nose
And she whistles while the (big sniff) runs down
her nose
Hit the bottom
In her eye there is some matter that keeps
dripping in the batter
and she whistles while the (big sniff) runs down
her nose

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

O beautiful for heroes proved
In liberating strife.
Who more than self the 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!

O beautiful for halcyon skies,
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties
Above the enameled plain!
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee
Till souls wax fair as earth and air
And music-hearted sea!

O beautiful for pilgrims feet,
Whose stem impassioned stress
A thoroughfare for freedom beat
Across the wilderness!
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee
Till paths be wrought through
wilds of thought
By pilgrim foot and knee!

O beautiful for glory-tale
Of liberating strife
When once and twice,
for man's avail
Men lavished precious life!
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee
Till selfish gain no longer stain
The banner of the free!

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
Till nobler men keep once again
Thy whiter jubilee!

Oh, say, can you see, by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hail'd at the twilight's last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars, thro' the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watch'd, were so gallantly streaming?
And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof thro' the night that our flag was still there.
O say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?

On the shore dimly seen thro' the mists of the deep,
Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam,
In full glory reflected, now shines on the stream:
'Tis the star-spangled banner: O, long may it wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!

And where is that band who so vauntingly swore
That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion
A home and a country should leave us no more?
Their blood has wash'd out their foul footsteps' pollution.
No refuge could save the hireling and slave
From the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave:
And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.

O, thus be it ever when freemen shall stand,
Between their lov'd homes and the war's desolation;
Blest with vict'ry and peace, may the heav'n-rescued land
Praise the Pow'r that hath made and preserv'd us as a nation!
Then conquer we must, when our cause is just,
And this be our motto: "In God is our trust"
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!

Chorus:
This land is your land, this land is my land
From California, to the New York Island
From the redwood forest, to the gulf stream waters
This land was made for you and me

As I was walking a ribbon of highway
I saw above me an endless skyway
I saw below me a golden valley
This land was made for you and me

Chorus

I've roamed and rambled and I've followed my footsteps
To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts
And all around me a voice was sounding
This land was made for you and me

Chorus

The sun comes shining as I was strolling
The wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling
The fog was lifting a voice come chanting
This land was made for you and me

Chorus

As I was walkin' - I saw a sign there
And that sign said - no tress passin'
But on the other side .... it didn't say nothin!
Now that side was made for you and me!

Chorus

In the squares of the city - In the shadow of the steeple
Near the relief office - I see my people
And some are grumblin' and some are wonderin'
If this land's still made for you and me.

Chorus (2x)

God bless America, Land that I love.
Stand beside her, and guide her,
Thru 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.

Old MacDonald had a farm,
E-I-E-I-O.

And on his farm he had some chicks,
E-I-E-I-O.

With a chick, chick here,
And a chick, chick there,
Here a chick, there a chick,
Everywhere a chick, chick,

Old MacDonald had a farm,
E-I-E-I-O.

2. Duck - quack
3. Turkey - gobble
4. Pig - oink, oink
5. Cow - moo, moo
6. Cat -meow, meow
7. Mule - Heehaw
8. Dog - bow wow
9. Turtle - nerp, nerp

Row, row, row your boat,
Gently down the stream.
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily,
Life is but a dream.

You put your right hand in,
You put your right hand out,
You put your right hand in,
And you shake it all about,

You do the hokey pokey
and you turn yourself around
That what it's all about.

2) left hand
3) right foot
4) left foot
5) head
6) butt
7) whole self

Silent night! holy night!
All is calm, all is bright.
Round yon Virgin, Mother and Child.
Holy infant so tender and mild,
Sleep in heavenly peace!
Sleep in heavenly peace.

Silent night! holy night!
Shepherds quake at the sight.
Glories stream from heaven afar
Heavenly hosts sing Alleluia,
Christ the Saviour is born!
Christ the Saviour is born.

Silent night, holy night!
Son of God love's pure light.
Radiant beams from Thy holy face
With the dawn of redeeming grace,
Jesus Lord, at Thy birth.
Jesus Lord, at Thy birth.

Deck the halls with boughs of holly,
FA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA.
Tis the season to be jolly,
FA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA.

Don we now our gay apparel,
FA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA.
Troll the ancient yuletide carol,
FA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA.

See the blazing yule before us,
FA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA.
Strike the harp and join the chorus.
FA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA.

Follow me in merry measure,
FA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA.
While I tell of yuletide treasure,
FA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA.

Fast away the old year passes,
FA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA.
Hail the new, ye lads and lasses,
FA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA.

Sing we joyous, all together,
FA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA.
Heedless of the wind and weather,
FA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA.

Angels we have heard on high,
Sweetly singing o'er the plains
And the mountains in reply
Echoing their joyous strains.
Gloria...

Chorus:
Gloria, In Excelsius Deo
Shepherd why this jubilee,
Why your joyous strains prolong
What the gladsome tidings be,
Which inspire your heavenly song?
Come to Bethlehem and see,
Him whose birth the angels sing
Come adore on bended knee,
Christ the Lord the newborn king.
See him in a manger laid,
Whom the choirs of angels praise
Mary, Joseph, lend your aid,
While our hearts in love we raise.

Joy to the world! The Lord is come:
Let earth receive her King.
Let ev'ry heart prepare Him room,
And heaven and nature sing,
And heaven and nature sing,
And heaven and heaven and nature sing.

He rules the world with truth and grace,
And makes the nations prove
The glories of His righteousness
And wonders of His love,
And wonders of His love,
And wonders, wonders of His love.

Dashing through the snow
In a one-horse open sleigh
O'er the fields we go
Laughing all the way.
Bells on bobtail ring
Making spirits bright
What fun it is to ride and sing
A sleighing song tonight.

Chorus:
OH…Jingle bells, Jingle bells
Jingle all the way,
Oh what fun it is to ride
In a one-horse open sleigh, OH…
Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way,
Oh what fun it is to ride
In a one-horse open sleigh.

A day or two ago
I thought I'd take a ride
And soon Miss Fanny Bright
Was seated by my side;
The horse was lean and lank
Misfortune seemed his lot,
We ran into a drifted bank
And there we got upsot.

A day or two ago
The story I must tell
I went out on the snow
And on my back I fell;
A gent was riding by
In a one-horse open sleigh
He laughed at me as
I there sprawling laid
But quickly drove away.

Now the ground is white,
Go it while you're young,
Take the girls along
And sing this sleighing song.
Just bet a bob-tailed bay,
Two-forty as his speed,
Hitch him to an open sleigh
and crack! You'll take the lead.

We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
And a happy New Year.

Good tidings we bring
To you and your kin,
Good tidings for Christmas
and a happy New Year!

Oh come all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant,
Oh come ye, oh come ye, to Bethlehem.
Come and behold him, born the king of angels,
Oh come let us adore him, Oh come let us adore him
Oh come let us adore him, Christ the lord.

Frosty the snowman was a jolly happy soul,
With a corncob pipe and a button nose and two eyes made out of coal.
Frosty the snowman is a fairy tale, they say,
He was made of snow but the children know how he came to life one day.
There must have been some magic in that old silk hat they found.
For when they placed it on his head he began to dance around.
O, Frosty the snowman was alive as he could be,
And the children say he could laugh and play just the same as you and me.

Frosty the snowman knew the sun was hot that day,
So he said, 'Let's run and we'll have some fun now before I melt away.'
Down to the village, with a broomstick in his hand,
Running here and there all around the square saying, 'Catch me if you can.'
He led them down the streets of town right to the traffic cop.
And he only paused a moment when he heard him holler 'Stop!'
For Frosty the snow man had to hurry on his way,
But he waved goodbye saying, 'Don't you cry, I'll be back again some day.'

Thumpetty thump thump, thumpety thump thump,Look at Frosty go.
Thumpetty thump thump, thumpety thump thump, Over the hills of snow.

Grandma got run over by a reindeer.
Walking home from our house Christmas eve.
You can say there's no such thing as Santa,
but as for me and grandpa we believe.
She'd been drinking too much eggnog,
and we begged her not to go.
But she forgot her medication, and she
staggered out the door into the snow.
When we found her Christmas morning,
at the scene of the attack,
she had hoof-prints on her forehead,
and incriminating Claus marks on her back.

Now we're all so proud of grandpa,
He's been taking this so well.
See him in there watching football,
drinking root beer and
playing cards with Cousin Mel.
It's not Christmas without Grandma,
All the family's dressed in black
and we just can't help but wonder:
Should we open up her gifts,
or send them back?
Send them back!!

Now the goose is on the table
and the pudding made of fig
and the blue and silver candles
that would just have matched
the hair on grandma's wig.
I've warned all my
friends and neighbors
better watch out for yourselves,
they should never give a license
to a man who drives a sleigh
and plays with elves.

Santa Claus Is Comin' To Town
by Haven Gillespie and J.Fred Coots
You better watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I'm telling you why:
Santa Claus is comin' to town.

He's making a list and checking it twice
Gonna find out who's naughty and nice
Santa Claus is comin' to town.
He sees you when you're sleepin'
He knows when you're awake
He knows if you've been bad or good
So be good for goodness sake.

Oh! You better watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I'm telling you why:
Santa Claus is comin' to town.

1. Up on a housetop reindeer pause
Out jumps good old Santa Claus
Down thru the chimney with lots of toys
All for the little ones, Christmas joys.

Chorus
Ho, ho, ho! Who wouldn't go?
Ho, ho, ho! Who wouldn't go?
Up on the housetop, click, click, click
Down thru the chimney with good Saint Nick.

2. First comes the stocking of little Nell
Oh, dear Santa fill it well
Give her a dolly that laughs and cries
One that will open and shut her eyes.
Chorus
Ho, ho, ho! Who wouldn't go?
Ho, ho, ho! Who wouldn't go?
Up on the housetop, click, click, click
Down thru the chimney with good Saint Nick.

3. Look in the stocking of little Will
Oh, just see what a glorious fill!
Here is a hammer and lots of tacks
Whistle and ball and a whip that cracks.

Chorus
Ho, ho, ho! Who wouldn't go?
Oh, oh, oh! Who wouldn't go?
Up on the housetop, click, click, click
Down thru the chimney with good Saint Nick.

Rudolph, the red-nosed reindeer
Had a very shiny nose;
And, if you ever saw it
You would even say it glows.

All of the other reindeer
Used to laugh and call him names
They never let poor Rudolph
Join in any reindeer games.
The one foggy Christmas Eve
Santa came to say,
"Rudolph, with your nose so bright,
Won't you guide my sleigh tonight?"

Then how the reindeer loved him
As they shouted out with glee,
"Rudolph, the red-nosed reindeer
You'll go down in history!"

O little town of bethlehem, how still be see thee lie;
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep, the silent stars go by.
Yet in thy dark streets shineth the everlasting light;
The hopes and fears of all the years are met in thee tonight.

For Christ is born of Mary, and the gathered all above,
While mortals sleep, the angels keep their watch of wond'ring love.
O morning stars together proclaim the holy birth,
And praises sing to God the king and peace to men on earth.

You better watch out
You better not cry
Better not pout
I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is coming to town

He's making a list
And checking it twice;
Gonna find out Who's naughty and nice
Santa Claus is coming to town

He sees you when you're sleeping
He knows when you're awake
He knows if you've been bad or good
So be good for goodness sake!

O! You better watch out
You better not cry
Better not pout
I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is coming to town
Santa Claus is coming to town

On the first day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me:
A partridge in a pear tree,

On the second day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me:
Two turtle doves...etc.

On the third day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me:
Three french hens...etc.

On the fourth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me:
Four calling birds...etc.

On the fifth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me:
Five golden rings...etc.

On the sixth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me:
Six geese a-laying...etc.

On the seventh day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me:
Seven swans a-swimming...etc.

On the eight day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me:
Eight maids a-milking...etc.

On the ninth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me:
Nine ladies dancing...etc.

On the tenth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me:
Ten lords a-leaping...etc.

On the eleventh day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me:
'Leven pipers piping...etc.

On the twelfth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me:
Twelve drummers drumming...etc.

Here comes Santa Claus! Here comes Santa Claus!
Right down Santa Claus Lane!
Vixen and Blitzen and all his reindeer
Are pulling on a rein.

Bells are ringing, children singing
All is merry and bright
Hang your stockings and say your pray'rs
'Cause Santa Claus comes tonight.

Here comes Santa Claus! Here comes Santa Claus!
Right down Santa Claus Lane!
He's got a bag that is filled with toys
For the boys and girls again.

Hear those sleigh bells jingle jangle
What a beautiful sight
Jump in bed, cover your head
'Cause Santa Claus comes tonight.
Here comes Santa Claus! Here comes Santa Claus!
Right down Santa Claus Lane!
He doesn't care if you're rich or poor
For he loves you just the same.

Santa knows that we're God's children
That makes ev'rything right
Fill your heart with a Christmas cheer
'Cause Santa Claus comes tonight.

Here comes Santa Claus! Here comes Santa Claus!
Right down Santa Claus Lane!
He'll come around when the chimes ring out
Then it's Christmas morn again.

Peace on earth will come to all
If we just follow the light
Let's give thanks to the Lord above
'Cause Santa Claus come tonight.

It's a world of laughter
A world of tears
It's a world of hopes
And a world of fears
There's so much that we share
That it's time we're aware
It's a small world after all

There is just one moon
And one golden sun
And a smile means
Friendship to ev'ryone
Though the mountains divide
And the oceans are wide
It's a small world after all

It's a small world after all
It's a small world after all
It's a small world after all
It's a small, small world

There was a great big moose (make moose antlers)
(There was a great big moose…)
Who liked to drink a lot of juice (drink 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 Woa-oh
(wave hands and fingers in the air)
Way-o way-o way-o
(interlock fingers, make wave motion)
Way-o, way-o
(hold fists together, extend arms left, then right)
Way-o way-o way-o
(wave hands and fingers in the air)

The moose's name was Fred (make moose antlers)
(The moose's name was Fred…)
He liked to drink his juice in bed (make drinking motion, then clasp hands behind head)
(He liked to drink his juice in bed …)

Chorus

He drank his juice with care (drink juice motion)
(He drank his juice with care…)
He got some on his hair… (wiping motion on chest)
(He got some on his hair…)

Chorus

Now he’s a sticky moose
(Now he’s a sticky moose…)
He’s full of juice
(He’s full of juice…)
He’s a Moose…
(He’s a Moose…)
On the loose...
(On the loose … hold note and make it stretch high)
(Stand on one foot, extend other leg behind and point as you hold the note)

Malo, malo, malo sangre de malo
Malo, malo, malo c’est du bois
Malo, malo, malo sangre de malo
Malo, malo, malo c’est du bois
Hou !

Sangre sangre
Sangre de malo c’est du bois
Sangre sangre
Sangre de malo c’est du bois
Hou !

Oo, Oo, Oo, Oo in the moonlight’
I want to hold somebody’s hand.
Oo, Oo, Oo, Oo in the moonlight’
I know you'll understand
All the little birdies and all the little beezies,
Always go in twozies and never go in threezies.
Oo, Oo, Oo, Oo in the moonlight’
I want to hold somebody’s hand.

Um Ah! Went the little green frog one day.
Um Ah! Went the green little frog.
Um Ah! Went the little green frog one day.
The little green frog went Ah!

And all his friends went Spedodiodio,
Spedodiodio, Spedodiodio,
And all his friends went Spedodiodio,
The little green frog went Um Ah! Um Ah!
Um Ah!

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,
McDonalds, McDonalds,
Kentucky Fried Chicken and a Pizza Hut,
McDonalds, McDonalds,
Kentucky Fried Chicken and a Pizza Hut,

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

(Chorus)
Bok, bok, bok, bok.
Bok, bok, bok, bok.
Ghost chickens in the sky.

The farmer had raised chickens since he was 24.
Working fir the Colonel for thirty years or more.
Killing all those chickens and sending them to fry.
Now they want their just revenge…ghost chickens in the sky.

(Chorus)
Bok, bok, bok, bok.
Bok, bok, bok, bok.
Ghost chickens in the sky.
 

Their feet were orange and shiny,
Their eyes were burning red.
They had no meal or feathers,
These chickens all were dead.
They picked the farmer up,
They killed him with the claw.
They cooked him Extra Crispy,
And served him with cole slaw.

(Chorus)
Bok, bok, bok, bok.
Bok, bok, bok, bok.
Ghost chickens in the sky.

 Alouette, gentille Alouette
 Alouette, je te plumerai.
 Je te plumerai la tête
 Je te plumerai la tête
 Et la tête, (1)
 Et la tête, (2)
 Alouette, (1)
 Alouette, (2)
 Ooooh . . .

 2. Alouette, gentille Alouette,
 Alouette, je te plumerai.
 Je te plumerai le bec,
 Je te plumerai le bec,
 Et la tête, (1)
 Et la tête, (2)
 Et le bec, (1)
 Et le bec, (2)
 Alouette, (1)
 Alouette, (2)
 Ooooh . . .

 3. le cou
 4. le dos
 5. les ailes
 6. la queue
 7. les jambes
 8. les pieds

(Tune: “If You’re Happy and You Know IT”)

Boys extend and curl their fingers like claws.
If you’re a Tiger and you know it, show your claws,
If you’re a Tiger and you know it, show your claws,
If you’re a Tiger and you know it, then your claws will surely show it.
If you’re a Tiger and you know it, show your claws,
 

Boys stand up tall and straight.
If you’re a Tiger and you know it, show you’re strong.
If you’re a Tiger and you know it, show you’re strong.
If you’re a Tiger and you know it, then your strength will surely show it.
If you’re a Tiger and you know it, show you’re strong.

Boys make a loud roaring sound.
If you’re a Tiger and you know it, give a roar.
If you’re a Tiger and you know it, give a roar.
If you’re a Tiger and you know it, then your roar will surely show it.
If you’re a Tiger and you know it, give a roar.

Boys perform motions for each line.
If you’re a Tiger and you know it, show all three.
If you’re a Tiger and you know it, show all three.
If you’re a Tiger and you know it, and you really want to show it.
If you’re a Tiger and you know it, show all three.

Wekiwa Cub Scout Roundtable Commissioner
Central Florida Council

I had some fun with this one. while at a red light in Orlando I read the words and could not remember the tune to turkey in the straw. As I read the
tune to rock in robin came to mind. It fit the song so well I used it at RT and wow what a hit!
 

I had a Little Chicken
Sam Houston Council
(Tune: Turkey in the Straw)

Oh, I had a little chicken, and she wouldn’t lay an egg,
So I poured hot water up and down her leg,
Oh, the little chicken hollered and the little chicken begged,
And then the little chicken laid a hard-boiled egg!
{dr}Scalded chicken cluck cluck cluck
{dr}Scalded chicken cluck cluck cluck
{dr}Come on scalded chicken and lay me a hard-boiled egg cluck cluck cluck

2. Vinegar---Pickled egg
{dr}Scalded chicken cluck cluck cluck
{dr}Scalded chicken cluck cluck cluck
{dr}Come on scalded chicken and lay me a pickled egg cluck cluck cluck

3. Gun Powdered---Scrambled Egg
4 Mustard---Deviled Egg
5. Special Sauce---McMuffin Egg
6. Hot oil---Fried Egg
7. Water colors---Easter Egg.

Invite the boys to make up their own verse.

(Tune: 3 Blind Mice)

Roadkill Stew, Roadkill Stew,
Tastes so good.
Just like it should.
First you go down to the Interstate,
You wait for the critter to meet it's fate,
You take it home and you make it great.
Roadkill Stew. Roadkill Stew.

(Tune: Tooty Ta)

I'm singin' in the rain,
Just singin' in the rain.
Oh, what a feeling,
I'm happy again.

THUMB'S UP!
Tooty ta, tooty ta, tooty ta ta ta.

Add directions:
Elbows in
Toes out
Knees together
Chest out
Chin down
Tongue out

Singing in the Rain

York Adams Council

We're singing in the rain, just singing in the rain.
What a glorious feeling, we're happy again.

Thumbs up! [Group echoes.]

A-root-ta-ta, root-ta-ta. root-ta-ta-TA

Add each of the following, in turn:

Thumbs Up, Arms Out, Elbows In, Knees Bent
Knees together, Toes together, Butt out, Chest out,
Head Back, Tongue out

When one sly snake slid up the slide,
the other sly snake slides down. (repeat 4 times)

Chorus
Glory, glory, how peculiar,
Glory, glory, how peculiar,
Glory, glory, how peculiar,

When one sly snake slid up the slides
the other sly snake slides down.

Chorus

2nd: When one dumb duck dropped dead in the ditch,
the other dumb duck dropped dead. (repeat 4 times)

Chorus

3rd: When one black bug bled blue black blood,
the other black bug bled blue. (repeat 4 times)

Chorus

Joined the Scouts   with no pay
To hike and hike  and hike all day
Finally stopped   when our legs got sore
Then we got up   and hiked some more!

Chorus
Sound Off   One Two
Sound Off   Three Four
Break it on Down  One Two Three Four One Two......Three Four

Cub Scout Pack   Thirty Eight
On a hike and   looking great
It got cold   but we don't care
We just saw   a black Bear!

Camping out  is never boring
'specially when   someone's snoring
Boy that snoring  is so loud
Thought it was   a thunder cloud!

Hiking hiking   in the sun
Boy 'O boy   ain't this fun
Count the miles   that we have made
Wishing we could  find some shade!

Pack Thirty Eight is number one
We think camping  is so fun
Pack Thirty Eight  is the best
Quality Pack   is our quest!

Here at camp   the food is great
We ate it all   and liked the plate
They told us that  it was steak
Or was it chicken,  or a snake!

Tune: ”Alouette”
 
All: Ravioli, I like ravioli.
      Ravioli, it’s best for me.
 
Leader: Have I got it on my chin?
 
All: Yes, you got it on your chin
 
Leader: On my chin?
 
All: On your chin. Oh-h-h-h-h
      Ravioli, I like ravioli.
      Ravioli, it’s best for me.
 
(Continue tie, shirt, pants, shoes, floor, walls. Point to the items as each new word is added by the song leader.  It is repeated by the chorus and all preceding verses are sung in reverse order.)
 
All: Ravioli, I like ravioli.
      Ravioli, it’s best for me.
 
Leader: Is it all over?
 
All: Yes, it’s all over.
 
Leader: Yes, it’s all over.