Camp Song

The busses that you ride in,
they say are mighty fine.
But when they turn a corner,
they leave the wheels behind.

Chorus:
Hey, Ma, I wanna go
But, they won't let me go
Hey, Ma, I wanna go home!

The leaders that they have here,
they say are mighty fine.
But when you get up closer,
they look like Frankenstein.

The first aid that they give you,
they say is mighty fine.
But if you cut your finger,
you're left with only nine.

The water that they have here,
they say is mighty fine.
But when you try to drink it,
it tastes like turpentine.

The biscuits that they serve you,
they say are mighty fine.
But one rolled off the table
and killed a pal of mine.

The spaghetti that they serve you,
they say is mighty fine.
They rinse it the toilet
and drain it on the line.

The cocoa that they serve you,
they say is mighty fine.
It's good for cuts and bruises
and tastes like iodine.

The tents that you sleep in,
they say are mighty fine,
But whoever said this
has never slept in mine.

The toilets that they have here
are the best that they can get.
Last night my tent mate had to go,
they haven't found him yet.

Campfires that they have here
they say are mighty bright.
You wake up in the morning
and there's not a tree in sight.

The nurses that they have here
they say are mighty fine.
But if you break a finger
they break the other nine.

The girls that they have here
they say are mighty fine.
But they're either under seven
or over ninety-nine.