Campfire Songs
Run by the Retired Scouter.

Retired Scouter Campfire Songs 

Pickin' Flowers In The Rain


Pickin' flowers in the rain and laughin' with the sun.
Tryin' to teach 'em how to live by themselves and still get
things done.

Gonna be a counslor at a summer camp, gonna find out what it's
Little eyes are gonna look up at you, little hands will reach

The days are long, and the nights are short, and the pay is so
And you never really know if what you say sinks in at all.

Build a fire, dig a trench, sharpen axe with a whetstone
And maybe next time when you're not here, they can do it on their

Sometimes things don't work out right, and we think we are flops.
But they look at us and they smile at us and they ask us not to

When it's all over and it's time to leave, you sit and think
What parts of you did they take along, what parts of them did
they leave?

So that's why I'm here at this summer camp, and I hope that you
feel the same way.
There's lots to get, but there's more to give, and I hope that
you're here to stay.