Campfire Songs
Run by the Retired Scouter.

Retired Scouter Campfire Songs 


Banks Of My Own Lovely Lee


How oft do my thoughts in their fancy take flight
To the home of my childhood away,
To the days when each patriot's vision seemed bright
And I dreamed that these joys should decay.
Then my heart was as wild as the wild winds that blow
Down the Mardyke through each elm tree
There I sported and played 'neath the green leafy shade
On the banks of my own lovely Lee.
There I sported and played 'neath the green leafy shade
On the banks of my own lovely Lee.